On our third day, we decided to drive to the famous Hopewell Rocks.
It was a nice drive on the wonderful network of roads.  New Brunswick has much more forest than I remembered from my trip to the east coast back when I was 15!  The highways are well maintained and there wasn't much traffic on this Friday.  We drove through part of Moncton to take the secondary highway leading to the Bay of Fundy.  The road was a little windy, but lined with quaint homes and several old, but still used, church buildings.  The yards were tidy and the lawns were summer green.
As we drove into the parking lot for the highly acclaimed tourist site, there were definitely plenty of vehicles.  We found a spot and walked quite a ways to the park entrance.  We bypassed the gift shop and informational display and went straight to the path leading down to the ocean floor.
Amy had checked the tide schedule and we arrived at low tide.  So we were able to walk along the beach and enjoy the unique rock formations only found along this strip of the Bay of Fundy.  They were created by the extremely  high and strong tidal effects.  Many had trees growing on top - called the "flower pots".
We wandered around, taking scads of pictures and marveling at God's wonders in nature.  We went as far in one direction until we saw the emergency tower where people who just don't get the rising tide warnings and can climb up the stairs and wait on the deck until the tide goes out (a good 2-3 hours).  Then we walked to the far end, where we were stopped by a sign that told us not to walk on the mudflats in order not to harm the delicate ecosystem.
Mark & Amy had brought the Encounter students here a year ago for an outing.  Amy had removed a small stone from one of the rock pillars, then carefully put it back in!  She recognized the spot this year and was relieved that the removal of that rock hadn't weakened the pillar.  It was still standing!
The weather was cool and windy by the sea, but we still had our picnic lunch at a table by the parking lot.  Having seen all there was to see, we decided to drive back and stop at a gift shop and then explore an antique store.
Eventually we made it back to the camp, ate a quick supper and went over to their friend, Mai-Liss' for a games night.  Mai-Liss was the cook for the summer at camp and we enjoyed her gift with food during our evening.  We laughed, we ate, we played 3 hours worth of games!  Before we knew it, the clock struck almost midnight.
Another amazing day in Atlantic Canada.

At sea level on the Bay of Fundy