Day 36. Mud sliding for the win!

Shubenacadie to Truro, Nova Scotia

9/22/23. 30 mi. AIS: 3:06. 9.7mph. Elev 1211 ft.

We were not rushed to leave camp this morning since it was going to be a short day to Truro. Thank you Lord (I say)! The sun was shining today send the wind had calmed immensely. We were not expecting it to be a torturously hill ride again. Jim kept reminding me that yesterdays ride was “not the original plan” but a reroute do to road closures. “Suck it up buttercup” in other words!

So today was a pretty ride. We did have some climbing but what Google is calling moderate hills and mostly flat. Once again (on this reroute) we saw no other towns until we got to Truro…but there were interesting places to checkout.

Our first stop was an interpretive center about the Tidal Bore on Bay of Fundy. I have a few photos to explain about the extreme high and low tides here and compares it to other places in the world.

A tidal bore is a rare natural phenomenon occurring on several rivers emptying into the Bay of Fundy, between the Canadian provinces of New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. The surge of the incoming Fundy tide is so strong it temporarily reverses the flow of these rivers and appears as a crest of water traveling upriver.

In fact there are outdoor companies that have tidal bore rafting excursions!

The most fun we had today was watching a group of high school Grade 12 kids on there twice annual mudslide outing. (school trip.. once in June and once in Sept). As we approached them they were getting cleaned off but one young lady was a good sport and gave me a demo slide… then posed. They were having a great time! Jim and I have fond memories as 20- something’s with friends on the Yellowstone River near Miles City… finding mud bogs while canoeing the river.

My first view of the tidal basin. I was intrigued by the mud. At this point we did not know about the bus full of school kids a little further down the road.

She is sliding down the bank toward the river

Listen to the joy of these kids

Here’s the gang of kids after they’ve washed off. They slide down the banks.
You can see the trail they walked up.

Leaving mud behind we rode on for awhile until we found a better lunch stop than yesterday. At least we had a place to sit. New home site. The young couple showed up to measure the site and orient their home for sunshine and shade. Didn’t mind that we were having a quick lunch stop.