Cape Blomidon lies along the southeast shore of the Bay of Fundy at the mouth of the Minas Basin, the site of some of the world’s highest tides. The provincial park sits high on the red sandstone cape which was once the home (and perhaps it still is…) of the legendary Glooscap, the powerful man-god of the Míkmaq, First Nations People of Nova Scotia.
Since it can get quite windy up here the name ‘Blomidon’ is likely a contraction of the nautical phrase “blow me down.” However, there were no ‘blow me down’ winds this weekend! It was clear blue skies and sunny all the way through!
In addition to the great weather the weekend was filled with some hiking, lots of Geocaching, fun games, good food and great company. The organizers of this year’s Atlantic Geofest really outdid themselves!
On our way up to the park we made a short stop at The Lookoff. The view from here is breathtaking! This is one of the Evangeline Trail’s favorite attractions and from here you can see the Minas Basin and the rolling farmland of the Hants, Kings and Annapolis counties on the floor of the Annapolis Valley:
We arrived at the park about mid-afternoon and after registering at the Geofest HQ we quickly set up camp. This was the first time that we had been tenting in at least 15 years (yeah, we turned into quite the travel snobs in our old age :)) but it turned out well. In fact, we are now planning on more outings. Here’s a photo of our weekend homestead:
Here’s the beautiful kitchen area:
And our spacious bathroom:
Our digs were actually quite elaborate when compared to the spartan accommodations of experienced woodsman and Geocacher, Bluenose Climbers, who was happy to show several examples of his favorite overnight lodgings:
After setting up camp we walked a few trails and did some Geocaching. One of the caches had a nearby picnic table that offered this fantastic view of the Minas Basin:
After it got dark we went on a group Night Cache. This was a first for us. The object was to follow a trail marked by Fire Tacks. We had to find two different 35mm film cannister caches to get the coordinates for the ‘real’ cache. We used to think that finding these small caches were tough in the daylight, but not anymore! We were just glad that this was a group venture and that there were several young cachers in the group with a lot of enthusiasm and eyes that can see in the dark!
Following a trail single file at night had it’s moments. Since the trail was a ‘rooty route’ (a new phrase coined by mrs_go) the person up the line would call out when a root was found. It went something like this, “`Root”… “Root”… “Root”… THUD! “Hole”…