We continued thru the Fundy National forest with great views of the Bay of Fundy.
At one point as we crested a little hill, I see this big black dog standing in the middle of the road. As we get a little closer, he turns and look at us. That's when we see it's not a dog but a black bear. I slam on the breaks, and drop down 2 gears. The bike is noisy, and I think that's what made him decide to run. Now the chase is on. As he started running down the road we set off after him. We chased him for about 100 meters and then he darted into the bushes.
This happened so fast that we did not get the opportunity to take pictures. You have to take my word on this one.
We made our way to Ponderosa Pines camp ground that afternoon. Bought some fish & chips at a non descript little roadside shack, and just relaxed the rest of the afternoon and evening.
The next morning we were off to go look at Hopewell Rocks. Click on the link to see the Wikipedia description of The Rocks.
Wile were walking around the ocean floor somebody asked us if we saw the moose. What moose? The one that just fell down the cliff.
It fell down the cliff about 10 minutes before we go to that location. It broke it's neck and died on impact.
Here is Konstanz's version of the events.
Here is another video just showing the views from the ocean floor.
It was interesting to see that the ocean floor was red mud. I am used to sand and rocks at the ocean.
After spending about 2 hours exploring The Rocks, we were of to Cap-Pele on the coast of the Northumberland Strait. We went thru Moncton, and then Shediac to get to our Beach camping site.
It was a great location. Nice camp site, close to the beach, and close to town to go out for dinner. The water was not as cold as the water in the Bay of Fundy, so we actually had a chance to swim in the ocean.
The people we met at the camp site were very friendly. They were mostly Acadians (See Link) but their English was very good, so we were able to communicate.
It was a hot and sunny day, so we used every bit of shade that could be found.
That evening we went out for lobster. Since we were in lobster country we thought it would be right time to do so. We asked the camp ground owner/manager were we could find good lobster. She told us of some nice restaurants in the area that serve lobster, but it we only want lobster, and eat were the locals eat, we should go to the fish market. So off we went.
What a great experience. This is no fancy restaurant. You walk in, go to the fish counter, select your pre-cooked lobster and pay. $20 for 3 extra large lobsters. Then they attack the lobster with a meat cleaver, and break open the shell, so it's ready for you to eat. They put it on a polystyrene plate, you pick a table, and dig in.
Here is a picture of the aftermath. 3 lobsters and some beers later.
What a great time. That night we had a good sleep with full bellies. Tomorrow is the day when our direction is turning West. The rest of the trip is going home.