The last weekend of summer has come and gone – and what a weekend it was here in New Brunswick.
I’ve said it many times, but I’ll repeat it here for good measure: there’s no place like New Brunswick. This weekend I took a trip to the seaside town of St. Martins, where I spent the weekend with friends and their family at Henry Lake.
As always, I found myself enjoying new experiences – this time an end of summer talent show and BBQ, lighthouse viewing, hiking to a frigid swimming hole, and exploring the sea caves. I’ll let my photos tell the story.
What I enjoyed most about my trip was the sharp contrast between the marine and freshwater habitats that I visited. The seashore was spectacular; rocky and spattered with thick beds of seaweed and tiny pools of seawater containing an assortment of marine life. The backdrop of cliffs and sea caves was impressive and the smell of the seashore brought back fond memories of my marine biology field course. The Bay of Fundy truly is a wonderful place to be.
But waking up to a view of Henry Lake put me back in my freshwater element. The waters were cold and the shallows were choked with the years eel grass growth. Tiny fish could be seen darting near the shore, although the resident tadpoles had finally departed. This lake was calmer than many, the silence only broken by the sound of fellow campers and the occasional cries of its resident loon.
We took a hike through a relatively new growth forest with plenty of conifers, mosses, mushrooms, and a nearby river. It was a pleasant trip, broken only by a frighteningly large wasp nest, a little poison ivy, a ton of beaver feces in the usual swimming hole, and a trip that landed me waist-deep in frigid river water. Luckily, none of these really had any impact on anyones enthusiasm – I suppose because we were all focused on what a great time we were having. I love these kind of days.
All in all, this was one of my best weekend adventures to date. I feel really lucky to have such excellent friends who can overlook the little blips in favour of a great time.
And I love St. Martins!