Hiking Inspiration

As Summer faded

We hiked the Delaps Cove Wilderness Trail

The wilderness here is untamed.

I have to watch where I tread!

Rich rusts bring grey tangles some life.

Green and rust....yummy

Perhaps rust can made any colour look good?

The Rusty Pups love their walks

but being able to get back into the car is getting difficult for them.

Down on the shoreline part of the trail

windswept trees in silvery death.

The rocky clifftops have become a city of inukshuks

built "in the likeness of a human"

a sign from Inuit culture meaning

"someone was here"

or

"you are on the right path"

or

Even Rusty Pups admire the view!

What I spy is the wave in the rock formation.

Like that.

Fundy Shore

Fishing huts standing crooked

Making a communal effort to stay put against

shoreline winds

Two of us standing outside

but still inside the window.

 A brand new lobster boat still shiny and new

They will go out again on the next high tide

to gather in their traps

An eagle had made his own catch

and was dining over there on the rocky edge.

Erosion from salt and wind and sea.

First Beach Trip of The Year

We sometimes come in Winter

but not this year.

On a bright and sunny Tuesday

we decided it was time.

It was 25 degrees celsius at home.

About a kilometre from the beach

the fog came in and dropped the temperature to 16c.

At low tide it was quite a walk

to actually get to see the sea.

And we had the beach to ourselves.

Driving home we noticed

that band of fog had crept up St. Mary's Bay

nearly obliterating the Digby Neck.

We walked the Fundy Shore

I showed them the rugged Fundy Shore

where trees sometimes have difficulty spreading their wings...

and get blown into silvery piles.

Where wounds heal

into gnarled rings.

Where Val found tree surfaces to examine.

and trees watched as Margi passed by.

Where brittle fallen trees block your way.

and streams gurgle towards the shore.

It is a long walk

Judy loved these woods.

Just specks above the waterfall

Across the chasm.

The sun really trying to come through for us.

Rusty Pups always leading the way and waiting for us two legged creatures.

We trailed across rock and mud....

....and spied wasps nests overhead.

Rugged rocks containing Fundy's mighty tides.

A long post for a long walk

but it was our favourite hike.

Gilbert's Cove

The lighthouse at Gilbert's Cove.

Surprised to see a heron who hasn't travelled south yet.

Anchors Away!

Rusting away that is.

Clothed rocks.

Do you see the wind farm across the bay?