So Long Canada

Oak Bay, New Brunswick – September 17 to 19, 2012 Our Current Location

We started the day with a little backtracking to check out a rumor we’d been told. EJ had been admiring Beach or Sea Glass jewelry at several shops and was told Inverness, NS was the place to go to find Beach Glass for yourself. Now Beach Glass is just that. Glass that has been broken up by the wave action and ground down on the sand to end up with a frost like finish and rounded edges. Clear, or white, Beach Glass is fairly common, then green with red and blue being more rare. Well we searched that Inverness beach from one end to the other and found a couple pieces of white glass. Either it had been picked clean or somebody was spoofing us.

Back on the road after our sidetrack, we’ve been busy making miles now that we made the decision to leave Nova Scotia and head into New Brunswick on our way back to the USA.  We made two Walmart night camps on the way, one in New Glasgow, NS and again at Moncton (remember “All Roads Lead to Moncton”).

We stopped at a grist mill that was undergoing a renovation. The old damn had to be rebuilt before they could get things working again. They had all the grinding wheels off and were giving everything the once over.

Undaunted by our dismal luck in seeing a “bore tide”, at least not one we could recognize as such, we decided to try to see the reversing rapids in St. Johns, NB. This meant leaving Moncton in the rain and resigning ourselves to driving most of the way in the rain. But we really wanted to see the phenomenon before we left Canada and this was our last chance. Since tides occur on a schedule and don’t wait for latecomers, we drive off into the rain.

The effort was worth it.  We actually got to see it happen and the rain even let up some. We noticed that there was a train that came over the river at the time of the event and afterwards reversed direction. Must have been part of a tour. It was great to experience  one of Mother Natures mysteries.

Naturally, once our outdoor activities were over, the rain stopped completely and the sun came out as we got closer to the USA border. 

We stopped for the evening in Oak Bay, NB at the Oak Bay RV Park, 6 miles from the US border.  We had read that it would be difficult to find anyone to pay for staying at the park, but we did our due diligence and finally decided that if they wanted their money, they could come find us.

Sure enough, around 9PM there was a knock on our door and it was the campground proprietor wanting his money.  Apparently he has another job and just drives around the park when he comes home to see if anyone new showed up.

Tomorrow we cross the border back into the good ole’ USA.