6/28/14 – Left St. John, a bit turned around, but ran across
a Costco east of town, so stopped in for a few bulk sizes of various Canadian
specialties. No gas here, but probably won’t buy it at a Costco anyway – 2.7%
charge from AMEX…. Arrived at Century Family Farm campground in St.Martins
after a short but bumpy drive on route 111. This one is in an open field right
next to the beach, and the famous sea caves are visible in the distance. We
unhitched the bikes and headed along the coast to the beach where the caves in
the facing cliffs were being explored by kayakers.
At low tide the caves end up high up the beach, where they
are easily accessed by foot – but didn’t want to wait that long, so we headed
back. There are also a couple covered bridges here as you pass through the
harbor,
… and a café with world-famous clam chowder. But, as I avoid
gluten now, I can only pass this on. The road continues on to the Fundy Trail,
and we attempted the ride, but gave up less than half way due to the steepness,
and the fact we were planning to drive the rig in tomorrow anyhow. We did
explore a trail above the caves where you could look down on the kayakers.
6/29/14 – Drove back to the sea caves, NOW at low tide, and
walked up close. However, would have had to forge a river channel to enter, so only
pix.
On onto the Fundy Trail Parkway, which parallels the trail,
stopping at several parking areas and pullouts to explore local clifftop ocean
views and sights, such as a pretty waterfall.
Finally left the rig
at Parking Area 5 (P5), and decided to try the trail first on foot, before
unloading the bikes again.GOOD choice – the trail was wide and easy to
negotiate, but always steeply up-and-down. Almost every cyclist we met was
coming uphill on foot – pushing their bike and puffing.We meandered along until
P6, wh ere there was an exhibit featuring a ‘portable’ sawmill. This meant the
entire large wooden structure and its components, along with tents, cots, and a
cook, etc., could be broken down and moved to a new location as needed.
We continued on to the interpretive center at P7 to pick up
some water and snack, then down to the banks of the Big Salmon River (P8) to
pick up the side trail to the Hearst Fishing Lodge, upriver. We crossed the
river on a pedestrian cable suspension bridge,
… and then forged along the trail. This steeply winding
trail way overmatched us, having to clamber up slick, wet tree roots, down
boulders, hanging on to cable strung between trees, nailed on handrails, etc,
etc, and several times deciding whether we had enough left in us to stumble on
or turn back and hope to negotiate our way out in one piece!
We made it though, and I have to say the pretty little lodge
was a bit underwhelming considering the journey.
Anyway, the saint of a caretaker graciously volunteered to
take us back on the 4X4 access road, then a park shuttle dropped us off at the
rig. We drove back to the campground and collapsed with a stiff drink.
Tomorrow, we head to Fundy National Park.