Subdued Sunday

Today, we will board the ferry to take us across the Bay of Fundy to Digby Nova Scotia. We rehearsed the short drive to the dock yesterday, which was rather a good thing because the directions from the Innkeeper didn't work. Not that they were wrong, but the highway access that he directed us to was closed for repairs. This threw both Prudence and Cuppa into a wee bit of a panic, (Prudence being our GPS, Prudence the Pathfinder — perhaps I'll explain sometime), but we eventually prevailed and found our own way.

It was a slow day, which isn't necessarily completely bad, but my quarters did get somewhat antsy as they waited impatiently by the window for the rain to stop. At times they act a lot like mutts in their desire to go out for a ride.



The Reversing Falls are quite close to the Inn (indeed, nothing seems far in this fairly small community), so we got there in time to see high tide pushing the water upstream. The Fundy tides are so high that the water actually flows in reverse up the river at this spot. Of course, come low tide, it flows normally once more. In the photo it is flowing to the left, just behind the pretty lady.



A picture of Cuppa by the entrance, the site being free by the way with not even a parking charge.



From there, we headed to a park by the bay (ie ocean). Yes, it was a dreary day.




I have said that our Inn is not for the infirm when I showed you the circular inner staircase yesterday. The actual entrance is worse as this photo up Cuppa at the entrance taken from ground level reveals. My goodness. It's a good thing we're not any older.