On the Road Again...

(actual moose tracks - not ice cream)

Now that our Canadian roadtrip has officially come to an end-- a few words to finish off our time in New Brunswick. We spent the morning and early afternoon in Fundy National Park. We hiked a shortish loop called "Matthews Head". Despite the park's claim of having the most concentrated wildlife population in Canada- we still didn't see any moose--- darn. Regardless- it was a nice hike and we followed it up by trekking out to Herring Cove. As you may or may not know, the Bay of Fundy has the world's biggest tide-- there's a difference of 40 feet between the highs and lows. This means that huge stretches of the ocean floor are revealed around every low tide. Sure enough-- we checked this out on an immense rock covered beach that will only be covered again with water this evening. After checking out the barnacle and snail covered stones and seaweed covered rocks- we ventured to a sea cave. I fear that on the way-- many a snail was sacrificed. Our shoes indiscriminately crushed the poor little guys-- they were impossible to avoid!

On our way out of the park-- we narrowly escaped being tagged by the park police-- you see we arrived after the permit booth was closed the night before, so we were permitless and living on the edge. After flying in the face of such danger-- we stopped in a wee town called Alma for some tasty lunch and to check out the boats that had inadvertently been dry-docked by the tide. With full bellies- we set our sights for Bar Harbor.

We made it across the border without difficulty-- it seems like Tom threw out that sweet potato we had just in time. Incredibly enough-- our "Just Married" masking tape sign, seems to only have come more permanent. We hope Avis sees it as humorous as we do. Our adventure certainly doesn't end here... but it seems that our honeymoon does (well- the first one anyway). Here I'll sign off as Cara Jane Costello.