Day 70 – The tidal bore

It was a slow crawl out of bed in the morning. Having finally got my things packed back into the car along with getting in a quick shower in, I took to the highway at last. I had one main goal, drive to Prince Edward Island to meet my significant other who was flying down to meet me.
On the way north I discovered I was passing the Bay of Fundy and decided to take a little detour the see the tidal bore. Now what exactly is a tidal bore? When the tide comes in from the ocean it works itself inland, pushing forward with such force that it temporarily reverses the flow of the river. I chose to watch this phenomena in the town of Truro, where I set up my chair right beside the water in eager anticipation.


At last it began! In the distance a small wave pushed forward with such a strong force that it swallowed the river. The rising waters formed all sorts of waves and bumps as the currents clashed with one another.


Soon the rising tide had completely covered the lake bed, the water having risen dramatically in a very short time. I’d sat there admiring the phenomena for quite a while before returning to the road at last, venturing north.


I was making good time, passing by fields of windmills as I drove through the gusty region. Soon I’d made it to Prince Edward Island, where I immediately found a place to pitch my tent. Jenn’s flight was having constant delays so I had a little time to work on the blog before her arrival. It was getting quite late in the night by the time I finally drove to the airport to greet her.


There she was, sitting on one of the chairs waiting for me. She ran up and greeted me with an enormous hug, one of those things I’d been missing in my life on the road. We grabbed her luggage and walked to the car. Jenn had mentioned that she felt the dog might forget her, a statement that made me chuckle as I knew Winnie would never forget her. As soon as we got to the car, Jenn opened the door and Winnie went completely bonkers with excitement, hopping all over the place licking her face with boundless joy.


With an happy girlfriend and an overjoyed pup I returned to the campground where we all crawled in the tent together and called it a night.

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