fundy national park

This weekend was our first camping trip in a tent and our first trip to the Fundy National Park. There are no babies left so there's no reason we couldn't get back to nature. We've sold the tent trailer, the motorhome and we're working on a simpler, more familiar approach. No heat, no AC, no TV.  I believe we were at the site for 10 minutes before Elliott told us he wanted to go home.  I'm not going to lie, he asked many times over the last two days to go home. But, there were also many times he informed us he did NOT want to go home. I think Cody and I had similar internal struggles. To be fair to all four of us, yesterday was too hot (31 degrees). We are Canadians and are still acclimatized to much cooler temperatures. Heat = misery for team Jorgensen. Oh and there was a small black fly issue. They really got the kids down and by breakfast this morning Cody and I were losing it as well.

Taking an average, we had a great weekend. The Fundy area is very scenic: beautiful views of the Bay, the mixed forest, rough beaches, cliffs and of course the famous Bay of Fundy tides.  There were many highlights: the town of Alma for its beaches, cooler temperatures and classic Maritime scenes, Cape Enrage for its fog and working light house horn. And the people. Man it must be early in the tourist season because everyone was on their A game. Unbelievable hospitality was shown to us; a family who in reality live up the road.

I have an iphone in my pocket these days so I have a lot of photos to share.
And share I will:

 As is the Biggar-family way, the kids are bird watching at a scenic stop.

Maritimers love ice cream, especially next to smelly Lobster boats.

I personally adore the classic Canadian National Park sign.

Cody watching the kids collect shells and toss rocks on Alma's rocky beach.

Our treasure hunter...

Versus our muscle man who was only satisfied throwing boulder-like rocks into the Bay.

Finally. Fire time = S'more time.

It's raining, it's poring...

and our two kids are snoring.

Day two and much cooler as we explore Cape Enrage.

Team Jorgensen in the fog.

Be quiet! The fog horn was so loud.

Giddy at a new adventure.

 Forcing a photo.

 I don't know if the view translates, but it was special.

 Back to the boulder throw.

Kate's latest treasure: the tiniest snail she could find.

Kate's favourite weekend memories: collecting shells; Alma's sticky buns.
Elliott's favourite weekend memories: sleeping in sleeping bags, in the tent; learning to go down the fire pole at the camp site's park.
Cody's favourite weekend memories: watching the kids sleep in the tent; Elliott yelling at the Lighthouse fog horn, "I know, I know."
Aimee's favourite weekend memories: watching Kate teach Elliott to slide down the park's fire pole, walking the rocky shoreline with my three explorers.

New Brunswick I have to hand it to you, you surprised and delighted us this weekend. Respect.

Until next time, lots of love,
CAKE