These two pictures, I took with the iPhone yesterday, give you an idea of the tides here in Fundy Bay. This is Long Wharf at low tide, obviously. Certain times the difference between high and low tide can be as great as 17 metres.
As a child, I read a bunch of children’s books by Enid Blyton. The group of five youngsters, were always out, solving some mysteries. They always had to watch out for the tides, in order not to be caught up in the caves.
Not knowing anything about tides, back then, I visualized it like some kind of tsunami! There aren’t any tides in the Gulf of Bothnia, where I grew up. Thought it would come rolling in, in one, huge wave, and fast. Little did I imagine that much later in life I would get to experience the tides up close and personal.
A couple of years ago, we went to a beach south of here — Cranberry Head — with a picnic bag and all. I deliberately placed my chair way up on the beach, and didn’t move it until the tide reached my toes. I think of that when I listen to this Zack Brown Band-song 🙂