New Brunswick - Kouchibouguac


We completed our rounding of the Gaspé Peninsula and left Quebec for New Brunswick, but not before a couple of quick stops at Pasbébiac and Miguasha. Pasbébiac is home to a historical site consisting of several 18th and 19th century buildings of a former dry salted cod processing enterprise. Whole towns and villages in the Maritime Provinces were based on cod fishing (and overfishing).  Miguasha, on the other hand, hosts a world heritage site and museum devoted to the sea life fossils unearthed from the nearby cliffs which date to the Devonian Period (419-359 million years ago, also known as the Age of Fishes, including lobe-finned fishes that evolved into the first four-legged, air-breathing terrestrial vertebrates). So it was nice to see some of our finned ancestors.


Our first stop in New Brunswick was Kouchibouguac National Park (pronounced koo-she-boo-gwack, its fitting slogan: “Difficult to pronounce…impossible to forget!”). It featured a really nice sandy expanse amid salt marshes known as Kellys Beach, and a bog trail that surprised us with its vibrant color and interesting plant life. 

Huge wooden cod processing building at Pasbébiac 



The Pasbébiac site includes many historical photographs. This guy has character.


Kellys Beach in Kouchibouguac National Park



Boardwalk leading to Kellys Beach



The red stuff is a type of seaweed.







The forest trail leading to the bog had these colorful ferns.



Boardwalk leading into the bog
(photo by Deborah)


The surprisingly colorful bog.



Pitcher Plants.











Your moment of zen: Deborah's bog video

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