At Magnetic Hill in Moncton cars are said to roll uphill. You drive a small road downhill first. In the end you stop and put the gear on neutral. The car starts to wheel backwards and apparently uphill. A glance into the mirror suggests you the brook beside the road flows towards. A lot of things arent as they appear; Magnetic Hill does not have secret magnetic power. For trying it yourself you have to pay useless five dollars. So what, its a gag anyway.
The PetitcodiacRiver in Moncton flows into the Bay of Fundy, the sea basin with the highest tidal range on earth, which we have already visited on Nova Scotias side. 100 trillion tons of water are squeezed twice daily into the bay. Moncton is situated around 50 km in the interior, but the tidal range of the river is still six metres. Every 12 hours the tidal bore rolls up the muddy brown riverbed and fills it in an hour. Unfortunately we arrive when the riverbed is already filled, but its probably not worth it to wait ten hours for the next tidal bore.
At Hopewell Rocks or Flowerpot Rocks in HopewellCape we arrive in the right moment. At the estuary of PetitcodiacRiver into the Bay of Fundy the tides deeply ate into a bay and left dark red mushroom-like rocks. The cliffs are grown with trees and bushes on top and rise from the water like flower pots at high tide. At low tide you reach the bottom of the bay over stairs and you can walk between the huge flower pots. We take pictures with high and low tide. Today tidal range is 12 metres. A really spectacular event!
Very interesting to me is sometimes the clothing of other tourists. A well-nourished young lady in skin-tight leggings attracts my attention. Her huge sunglasses cover her face to her upper lip. Thats all pretty o.k. I just watch her stamping around in the mud with glitter thongs. The park management points to the use of adequate shoes like hiking or sports shoes. But her giant handbag, carried at her arm, really makes me think. It is so huge that you could store half a pig in it or carry your German Shepherd for a walk. What the hell she does with that bulky bag while hiking? What a pity, I will have to put up with that: I will never get to know it.
In the evening we cross the attractive FundyNational Park, one of 531 UNESCO biosphere reserves. Behind a convenience store with gas station we find a beautiful place under trees. Could we stay overnight? Of course, and we might use the picnic bench as well.
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