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Our first stop was Five Island Park which is a beautiful park/beach on the way to Truro. Once again we encountered high cliffs, though this time made of red sandstone. Jutting into the bay were incredible rock formations of black basalt creating a wonderful colour palette with the aqua water and blue sky. The tide was quite far out when we arrived and the lower beach was made up of flat hard red sandstone and oozy muddy sand.
Five Island Park
As we watched, the tide came in about 3 metres or more in less than a minute. There are many warning signs about the rapidity of the flow and we could easily see how people could get in trouble if not watching the water. We are near the eastern extremity of Minas Basin which is part of the Bay of Fundy and because it narrows so much the water is compressed into a very small channel creating these extremes in tides.
From there we continued east and stopped at a wonderful farm in Upper Economy called “That Dutchman’s Farm.” In 1980 Willem and Maja van den Hoek started making cheese from a small herd of cows they had. From there the business progressed and they became a family owned (six kids) and operated Gouda cheese factory. The factory is part of the house and it is a beautiful timber framed building with a modern glass enclosed (so we could watch) cheese making facility. They also had a dining area where we had lunch and a large cheese shop where you can buy cheese by the piece or by the wheel. The real thrill for me though (and the Man too I think) was that they had a whole bunch of animals that we could go look at. While the Man and Lady were munching their lunch, I went out and made some friends with some white Walking Ducks.
We got along really well and they were really impressed with my socks. It was a good time but one of them kept biting my knees which wasn’t very funny. The Man and Lady soon came by so we went and talked to the donkeys, pot bellied pigs, emus, blessèd sheep, pygmy goats and lots of different kinds of chickens. A fun time but lots of black flies that kept us on the move.
Tonight we ended up in Truro which is known for the tidal bore that rushes up from the Minas Basin to fill the basin of the Salmon River in minutes. Unfortunately we missed it by a couple of hours this afternoon and the next high tide is 3:00 a.m. so I don’t think I can talk the Man into jumping into his car and taking me to see it. Sometime tomorrow we will visit a place where the highest recorded tides have occurred. On October 5, 1869 the highest high/low range was 16½ metres (54 feet) coincided with a violent storm causing extensive flooding and damage.
Tomorrow we follow the coastal route west on what is called the Evangeline Trail that will take us halfway around the western part of Nova Scotia before turning into the Lighthouse Route. I’ll let you know how it turns out.