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Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Thunder Cove

The sea stacks draw us to Thunder Cove. Every spring we wonder how the elements weathered the formations this past year. We recently paid our visit for this summer, timed to coincide with a receding tide. 


Younger limbs and joints climb over the rock along the beach which hides a view of the sea stacks.





We wait for a receding tide so we can move around the rock which juts into the sea. It’s fun to time the waves and run.





This is the site of the famous teacup sea stack. 




It has survived another winter, however one can’t help but wonder how much longer it will stand. There are always people here as is the case on this day though not like during summer vacations. 





There are three sea stacks, though one is more like a sea block. 





Until two years ago, an land bridge connected one sea stack to the cliff. The bridge collapsed and the sea continues its artistry. From a certain angle it looks as if a bridge is still present.





This day, a man is stood on the sand bars while his golden retriever looks on.





Nearby, others have made Inuksuk-like rock piles, leaving a sign of their attendance at the scene. Maybe they will last the season.





This beach is perfect for a walk and a look at nature’s handiwork.







Monday, 5 June 2017

Extremes

The day was hot. We had walked to the Appalachian Trail in the sun, without a breeze, accompanied by the first flies of the season. The bug spray worked though the flies still swarmed around us. My husband and I drove to a nearby beach for lunch, hoping for an ocean breeze but the air was cool and required a jacket.




Nearby a boat made its way through the channel, headed to the wharf. 


 


This beach at Savage Harbour is a nesting place for the endangered piping plover. We walked close to the waterline, so as not to disturb any birds which might be nesting among the dunes.


                                                       September 2016          


Winter was hard on this beach however.


 

                                                        September 2016


 

                                                                               May 2017


We worried the birds couldn't nest here this year, but the many bird songs in the woods behind the dunes reassured us.


 


Then the fog began to rise from the shore above the waterline. It didn't dissipate as it moved along the beach however. This fog meant business, as we saw a bank of fog off-shore. Before long the boat channel and the beach were obscured with the cool white mist which enveloped us too.


 


Within ten minutes we were shrouded in fog. 


 


We left the beach to seek refuge in the car. It was a day of extremes.