This coming Monday, August 1st, is Natal Day and this means it's going to be a long weekend for a lot of us. What better way to spend it then on the Tidal Bore! With a 14.5m tidal variance it's looking to be a bumpy and fun ride. Myself and at least four other kayakers will be there, will you?
In Purcell's Cove, there exists a place with a dark and morbid history, where the spirits of pirates and rum runners lurk...on Deadman's Island.
Ready for it? Lobsters and gravy. Yes, I said gravy....but it's not what you are thinking! It's not chicken or beef gravy poured over lobster, it's just gravy....lobster gravy! Still not convinced? Read on...
There are undulating hills on all sections but they are not steep or more than a few hundred meters long in most cases. The route is littered with views of Chedabucto Bay and the Atlantic Ocean.
I was recently at a workshop where someone made a comment that we (Shelburne County) are always celebrating something. The more I thought about that comment the more I agreed with them! Shelburne County has a vast array of festivals and events throughout the year.
Until I moved to Nova Scotia just two and a half years ago I had never even heard of a Tidal Bore. Caused by the large tidal change in the Bay of Fundy twice a day the lower 30km of the Shubenacadie river changes direction and flows upstream. This reversing flow can create standing waves of almost 5 meters. For the sane you can ride the waves in high-horse power zodiacs through the local tour operators. For the brave, and experienced you can paddle it in a sea kayak.
Join with me as I explore my new home - the amazing Nova Scotia. With so many adventures to be had and discoveries to be made I promise to take you along with me as I experience all this beautiful land has to offer.
Upon arrival we were greeted by park staff: a wildlife interpreter and a couple of peacocks. One peacock roused the crowd by perching on top of the washroom building while the other proudly presented the sign at the park's trail-head.
The walk across the blue bridge back to Lane's Privateers Inn took a little longer than expected. By this time the event had already started. I walked inside and proceeded to the bar area where I was given a letter of Marque, a reproduction map to Liverpool from the early 1800s and a piece of silver to make it official that I was a privateer for the day while in LIverpool.
I was lucky. My visit occurred at low tide, walking on the hard-packed sand was better than any manicured trail. I enjoyed being at sea level with waves creeping right up to my feet.