Whew! It's been a long time since I've written. Seems like we've been doing a lot of packing and unpacking of the camper. But we're on the move again, after our 2 1/2 week stay in the Lubec/Campobello area. We enjoyed ourselves so much there that we'll probably try to stop back by on the return trip.
Monday was stay-around-camp-and- organize day. We had gotten a little sloppy, staying in one place for so long. So we did laundry and re packed the trailer and the truck for the next leg of the trip. The campground was deserted all day except for us, so we had no competition for the laundromat.
There's our little camper, all by itself at the end of the campsites.
I came out of the laundromat at the campground and found Curt throwing washers, so a friendly battle ensued. He won, but I'll get him next time! We thought about all the people in Lukenbach who were probably throwing washers at the same time. Some things are the same...north or south, Canada or the U.S .
I forgot to mention that over the weekend we made friends with a nice family in the campground from Maine, Chad, Amy and 6 year old Camden. Camden was such a delight, always cheerful, always wanting to know where we'd been and if we'd had a nice time. When he found out I was a music teacher, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. It was their last night there, and even though it was almost dark and the mosquitos were vicious, I just had to pull out the ukuleles and give him a lesson. He was thrilled, and he caught on really quickly. So we played and sang Row, Row, Row Your Boat and Are You Sleeping, Brother John until way past BOTH our bedtimes (much to the delight of at least a thousand mosquitos). So, now that I've taught ukulele in Canada, I can say I teach music internationally!
Tuesday I spent much of the day at a watercolor painting class. I'd overheard someone talking about it last week when we were in Jocie's Porch, and I got all the details so I could attend this week. I just happened to have my watercolor paint supplies with me, so this was the perfect opportunity to break them out. We had a wonderful time learning to paint birch trees! While I painted, Curt enjoyed some quiet time and then explored Campobello Island a bit more.
Here's our teacher, Ellie Carbone, demonstrating a technique.
And this is the whole class, with my unfinished birch tree painting in the foreground.
That night we met Lynne and Larry for a final dinner together, then played cards at their house till way too late! Crossed the border back into Canada at midnight.
Nevertheless, we were up early Wednesday, and we got the camper packed and headed out of Herring Cove Provincial Park. Made a couple of quick stops in Lubec, and we were off.
Goodbye, voracious mosquitos!
Wednesday (yesterday) evening we arrived at New River Beach Provincial Park. It was a quick intermediate stop, so we didn't do the full camp set-up. We skipped putting up the labor-intensive awning and the little separate screen room that we really enjoy using on longer stays. Instead we spent our time down on the beach, enjoying walking, running and playing in the evening fog at low tide. I LOVE the smell of the ocean!
The dark band about1/3 of the way up the cliff shows you how high the tide gets.
Curt exploring the rocks in the distance. Don't you love the green covered tree roots in the foreground? I'm not sure how that happens, but it looks really unique!
It rained off and on all day as we traveled farther northeast, deeper into Canada, but it made the spectacular scenery even more green and beautiful. In weather like that I love to knit, so that's what I did all day in the car. Hence, very few photos. Here's one of the seaport city of Saint Johns, New Brunswick:
We made it to Fundy National Park about 5 p.m., and barely got a campsite! We weren't sure what to expect as we unfolded the wet camper, but everything has been so well designed in our little Jayco that nothing was wet inside. Hurrah! We'll sleep,we'll again tonight.
We had a chance to take a quick trip to a nearby beach at low tide and walk around a bit. That tiny finger of blue land you see in the distance at the left of the photo is part of Nova Scotia (It doesn't look like it in the photo, but there is a LOT of water between us and Nova Scotia!) That'll be where we head next, after we spend a few days exploring around the Bay of Fundy.
The little village of Alma, taken from the beach:
This is how we saw the beach at about 6 pm as the tide was just starting to come in. About an hour later Curt had to run down to Alma to pick up something at the general,store, and he said the entire beach was underwater!
But tomorrow we'll see even more dramatic sights, so I'll be sure to keep you posted with what's happening way up North!
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