Kit, Anne and Russ had been here a year ago (that visit is here).
When we arrived, some of us walked around the historical dead-end maze
and then down to the "beach,"
ignoring (again) the dire warnings about what might
happen to you down there. We inspected
the cliffs and the fallen
rocks; the Halifax contingent arrived
and we continued inspecting.
We did find one fossil
tree, but the encroaching tide
drove us back to the interpretation centre, where we set up
Thanksgiving lunch. Afterward,
some of us went down to see
high tide on the beach
(Jif thought the surf looked like
gravy), but we decided to wait
till after we'd spent some time at the museum. In an hour or so we were
back and found a coal
seam and the remains
of a mine tunnel. Some
of us found what we thought was fossilized wood
but others disagreed: we all thought, though, that this
was a fossilized
iPad. This, however, we all agreed, was a