Fundy Fotos

One of the Fundymen (as they call themselves) brought along a digital camera and has shared some of his photos. Here is a selection from the weekend with a brief overview of the trip.

As a group, we met at the Fundy Wolf Point parking lot and strapped out gear to our backs and out bikes. There were nine of us. I was told that we were going to ride into the campsite about 7km down the “strenuous” trail. It turned into pushing the bike up hills and holding them back down hills for the first 4km. It was tough work, but once we got to the last 3km it was downhill (mostly gentle, sometimes steep) and over roots and rocks. By the end I was so tired it was hard to hold on the brakes.

At the end of the trail, about a kilometre past the campsite, is the seashore at the Bay of Fundy. This map was there that illustrates our route. It states that the second section of the trail (passing over the two forks of the brook) are “moderate” but it wasn’t. The brakes were on full down the hills and it was a tough push up the hills. It’s fair to say it was moderate after the brooks though. Past the campsite there were steep switchbacks down to the beach. We had a great view from our campsite. On Friday when we “rode” out, it was sunny and warm. Sunday was bright and sunny too. Great weather for September. Saturday the fog rolled in. It was cool, but not cold and it didn’t rain — a good day to sit by the fire and play Mafia.

The fire pit was between the cliff with the great view of the bay and the area we slept in. There was a big blue tarp that seven of the guys slept under. Andrew had a hammoc tent strung between two trees and I carted in my colapable cot and slept under the stars. We spent most of our time by the fire cooking, playing games and inhaling smoke.

The ride out on Sunday went much better than the trip in. We had to walk the bikes up the gradual slope about half way to the lot. Then Andrew broke his chain and we didn’t have a tool to fix it. It was okay, we had only to coast down three hills and push up two (at the brooks) and it was a smooth relaxing (we took our time) trip to the cars. Fundy was a good time, and I’d do it again if I was invited. Monday we made the road trip back from Frederickton back to Ottawa and Jenn — it’s good to be home.