Welcome to the Fundy Trail
My husband Larry and I recently took a long-overdue road trip to Canada’s East Coast. One of the highlights was spending a sunny spring day at the Fundy Trail overlooking the Bay of Fundy, less than an hour’s drive east of Saint John, New Brunswick.
We stopped first at the picturesque village of St. Martins, close to the Fundy Trail’s main entrance, where we were charmed by the sight of two covered bridges, lighthouses, craft shops and seafood restaurants, as well as a sweeping stretch of beach (above). When we first arrived at midday, the tide had risen and ocean waters lapped at the shoreline and crept into the craggy openings of giant sea caves. This was our first glimpse into the Bay of Fundy’s tides, which are the highest in the world. I could visualize the Mi’kmaq legend that describes the tides as a whale’s thrashing tail sloshing the waves around. During our return hours later at low tide, we could walk along the cobbled ocean floor directly into the caves that seemed to dwarf us. (Here are more unforgettable ways to feel small next to nature.) It was strange to see fishing boats that had previously been bobbing at the wharf, now resting in the mud.