Monday, 16 June 2014

Fantastic Fundy: Irving Nature Park and the Reversing Falls

The Bay of Fundy has the highest tides in the world; up to 50 feet in places. That’s taller than a four story building.  At Saint John, where we spent a week, the tides are closer to 25-35 feet. If you have a two story house, go outside and look at it. Imagine that every 12 and a half hours, or so, it was completely covered with water, and six hours after that the water is all gone. That’s the tide here. It’s really impressive, and makes for some spectacular sights up and down the coast.
Irving Nature Park, on the southern edge of Saint John, is a great place to see the tides, and experience the Bay, without having to travel far from the city. The park sits on a piece of land that juts out into the Bay of Fundy, starting as the rolling hills (which seem to be a staple of New Brunswick landscape) let out onto marshland and a gravel beach that slopes down to the Bay. Past this flat area, the land rises again onto a spur of higher, rocky ground that was left by the glaciers long, long ago.  

At high tide, the spur would be mostly surrounded by water – mudflats on one side, and the Bay on the other. We were there at low tide, and so the mudflats were nearly drained, and the main gravel beach was very deep. Lines of seaweed indicated that at high tide the beach would hardly be there at all.



Multiple walking trails, as well as a one way road provide access to nearly the entire spur, which is covered in dense forest, little streamlets, and of course, views of the ocean. The main trail (Heron) which runs parallel to the road (and shoreline) provides fantastic views of the mudflats and bay, while the inner trails offer insight into the flora and fauna found within the park. The road & Heron trail both let out onto multiple beaches. 

 At low tide, each beach offers something slightly different to explore. This one had a stream running through it, that one full of perfectly smooth stones, and another one is filled with colorful sea snails waiting for the tide to come back in.

The beaches on the mudflat side were different from the beaches on the Bay side – likely due to the difference in water flow (The mudflat side would be subjected to much less pounding surf, and the beach stones and outcroppings were rougher. They were also muddier!).



We took the truck around the road, stopping at the parking areas, or the small pull outs to walk down to beaches, or explore sections of the trail (inner and outer ones). 





The kids eventually tired of walking, and so the adults took it in turns – one to walk the trail, with or without a kid in tow, while the other drove to the next parking area. This worked well, as we each got to enjoy a part of the trail, without having everyone walk the long loop (or keep going back for the truck).  


The park seems to be a favourite with locals, as there were many people out walking and jogging the trails. And, really, who wouldn't want to frequent there, with such natural beauty and ever changing scenery to enjoy?




Also, while in Saint John we went to see the Reversing Falls. Reversing rapids, really, but it is a neat place to see the influence of the massive tides. The Saint John River lets out into the Bay of Fundy – half the time. The other half, the ocean water is surging back upstream, and the river actually is being pushed backwards. We took a look at both low and high tides. 


At low tide, the river was flowing to the ocean, and many whirlpools were visible at the bend in the river, where the level of the river drops (visibly decreases in altitude). 





A little further upstream, kayakers were having fun in the rapids near a small set of islands. 






Lily sat on the railing, and watched people fish on the rocks below.
The following day, at high tide, indeed, the water was noticeably going the other way! 





The big rocks at the bend in the river were submerged (no whirlpools), and upstream where we had watched the kayakers , there was no evidence of rapids around the islands. The rocks, where the people had been fishing were at least 15 feet under water. 



Further beyond that, you could see the rapids where the ocean water and river water met, by a change in water color, and an ever moving line of white water. 

Nature is awesome!


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