Briar Island is a smallish basalt island off the coast of southwest Nova Scotia, only 7.5 km long and 2.5 km wide. The economy runs on fishing and seasonally on ecotourism-mainly whale and bird watching tours.In fact, some lobster fishermen set their traps from the last Monday in November and pull them for the season on May 31st,clean the boat,then captain these ecotours during the summer season.
Whale season runs from about mid June to Mid October. Then they all stream back to the Caribbean and its warm waters for the winter months. Humpbacks are preceded to the Bay of Fundy by Finback Whales, Minke Whales and Harbour Porpoises. Right Whales return in July. In fact, as many as 12 different species of whale make the Bay of Fundy their summer home,feasting on the squid, krill and fish.
Whales usually have their babies here and return seasonally for years with growing youngun’ in tow.
( Whale babies can gain 100 per day!)
Nova Scotia’s Mighty Bay of Fundy: Part 1 of a 8 Part Series: Nova Scotia, My Heart and My Home
Years ago, as a newly wed, my husband was offered an interview with a company in British Columbia. That interview hinted at wonderful opportunities and a good life.
How did I take this exciting news?
I cried. I cried for days at the very thought of moving from Nova Scotia.
Finally, my husband cancelled the interview.
And, after all this time, I still wouldn’t want to live anywhere but this beautiful province. Why would I? As a child, there wasn’t much opportunity to explore. As an adult, I am sure as hell making up for that. Even so, I could never experience all I wanted to do, see, taste and smell in one lifetime in Nova Scotia.
Every shore is different. Every shore is a natural playground all its own. I love being so accessible to rivers, lakes, the Atlantic and my personal favorite-the mighty Bay of Fundy. After all, it was practically on my front door step.
As a child,I learned to swim in the rust colored water of the Avon River.
I walked the ocean floor before it became a THING, and sunk in red mud up to my shins, scraped my toes on barnacles and ruined white tee shirts that will never again be even close to white.
Of course, many flock to the Bay of Fundy solely to witness its amazing tides, which can reach as high as a then 5 story building, and come in as fast as a running horse. Tidal bores, flowerpots, fishing boats resting on a bed of mud. It’s all good.