The Original Old Farts Club

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EGAD and YIKES!!! By total accident, I stumbled upon a news story about a family stranded in Maces Bay that had to be rescued by a Fire Dept pontoon boat -- made just for that purpose.

It turns out I wrote a story about my own experiences at Maces Bay (not a plug, the story ain't for sale and was published decades ago). I'll do a Cliff Notes.

I will just set the stage to tell you there is a place in Canuckistan where the tides average about 27 feet twice a day. The Bay of Fundy. On your bucket list to see.

[Cue Jack Crabb's voice] Seventy years ago, when I was twelve years old, my father and me were wiped out by a band of wild injuns at Maces Bay, just a couple of miles north of St. Andrews-By-The-Sea (real name).

[Jack Crabb's voice back again] We had a two handed galvanized washtub between us, and were walking out over these acre-wide, slightly downward-facing ledges of solid rock with sand in the low spots out to where the tide had just left.

Finally, after perhaps a half mile or more of walking, we were in a 12-year old's fairyland.

As far as I could see to the left and right of me were shallow pools of crystal-clear water, mostly with sandy bottoms, some with floaty seaweed. But the marvelous thing was: FISH! These shallow pools were where flounders stayed when the tide went out!

So my Daddy and I were laughing and chasing flounders Jeremiah Johnson style... and catching them. We went from pool to pool, just catching the largest. The tub was getting difficult to lug, and it looked like the tide was starting to come in anyway.***

***The slanted rock fools the observer into thinking the tide is coming in much more slowly because the raised slab conceals the rising water until it goes over. Also, water rushes around through valleys... but it is not noticeable because of the long exposed top of the slab.

[Jack Crabb's voice back again] We began casually lugging the tubful of flounders back toward the road. We had walked about two hundred yards carrying the tub when we noticed the water was ankle-deep.

We started moving as fast as we could. Not good enough -- we could not outrun the rise of the water level. So we ditched the tub and ran... well, sorta ran-waded. The water was knee-deep, but the pressure wave from the water speed was belt-high.

On the last ledge we both were a long way from touching bottom. We swam somewhere between a quarter to a half-mile.

Now lest you think I am pulling the long bow that a kid and his old man could do such a feat, remember: The tide was pushing us to shore, in a way, and it was salt water. Easier to swim in.

[Jack Crabb One Last Friggin Time] Well that was the end of my flounder-catching period.
Fergot to add. Sauce:

New 'tide entrapment' warning coming to N.B.'s Maces Bay Ledges after close calls, weekend rescue
 
Another sunrise..... another day. All I have to do is figure what to do with it. Probably should cut the grass and of course the albatross around my neck....veggie garden. That should keep me amused for most of the day.
Better suck down some coffee to get these old bones moving.
 
Not gonna do a whole lot today. After work I will spend the rest of the day with the ol lady. Her mom and dad want to do steak tonight so that leaves the weekend open for us to do something. After all I need to be nice to her, she married me 38 years ago and hasn't asked for a divorce yet. I think she thinks it's cheaper to keep me. May try to take her to the drive in, I guess I need to see what is showing.
 
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Thought I had your post too but guess not. I'm going to get the stuff on the way home today and hit them with just cal/mag and water for today, will do more tomorrow. I got lodge tonight so I won't have much time. Gotta find some distilled water to test my ph pen too, seams nobody around here sales it. Maybe I need to go to the autoparts store to find it.
You can find it by the gallon at any big box store.
 
Haven't found any yet, just filtered and filtered spring no distilled. I know there has to be some cause some folks just have to have it for their batteries and cooling systems. I'm not one of em.
I remember as a young lad Mom had these plastic tube looking filters for her Iron
(cloth Iron) they were water filters, supposely they removed all the minerals from tap water , they were appro1/12 round 6inches long open on both end with filter material inside, you ran water down through it into a collection jar.
Can not find a single picture of them.
Anyone remember them
 

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