a quick afternoon jaunt

Yesterday, Foster and I were reminiscing about past road trips and trying to summon the hope that next year will be safer to travel when we decided to hop in the car and run up to Scotts Bay for a change of scene.

Did you know it’s illegal to go to Scotts Bay without stopping at the look off and taking fifty photos that are practically identical to the fifty photos you took the last time you were there? It’s true.*

Look! It’s two of my favourite men.

I don’t have the knees for Cape Split so we loitered around the trailhead, admiring the absolute silence. While Foster crept around in the undergrowth taking photos and acquiring ticks, I focused on not falling over a thirty foot high cliff onto boulders in the Bay of Fundy.

Look at these! Aren’t they pretty? They might be alder cones, but I have no idea, so don’t quote me on it.

By this point, the sun was starting to set so we went to the beach to watch.

On the way back across Wellington Dyke, the last of the sunset combined with the rising mist looked like we had stumbled across the set of a Kate Bush video.

Luckily, it was just us and there was no interpretive dancing.

*Possibly not true.

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