Seven Wonders of Canada
St. John River in New Brunswick. Now the fact that I work for The St. John River Society should in no way taint my nomination- it is truly a Canadian wonder, not to be outdone…. The St. John River's beauty is its accessibility. Whereas the mountains of BC are like a beautiful picture frame, the St. John River is part of the canvas of New Brunswick and all who live along and visit it feel connected and part of it in some way. I'm sure Freeman Patterson would agree with me as the River is his back door. The River's majesty is unparalleled. It is a place of peace and serenity and when you come to it you slow down, life's worries melt away and your spirit is caressed by the lapping of water on the shore, the birdsong that resonates through the Valley, the connection of people to this land and the unspoiled beauty of its vistas. The St. John River insinuates itself into your soul.
I discovered the Miramichi in 1998 and was so taken with the place and the people that I have returned each year since. It took 8 years and 9 fishing trips before I actually caught my first Atlantic Salmon. One must be patient and choose to find pleasure in what a friend of mine calls "the 5 stages of salmon fishing ecstasy": simply standing in this beautiful salmon river, seeing fish leap and sparkle silver in the sun, having a salmon rise to your fly, having the thrill of a fish taking your fly and the resulting excitement of playing it and landing it. All 3 that I've now landed are still swimming free somewhere in the Miramichi or the Atlantic. As the great salmon rivers of North America grow ever more barren and their salmon resources ever more fragile, the Miramichi watershed remains the most productive of them all.
Camp Glenburn, situated on the belle isle bay of the Saint John River summarizes what a canadian summer is all about. Hiking, canoeing, swimming, camping, kayaking and other stuff is what makes camp glenburn a Canadian wonder!
Ms. Richards' Grade 3 Class, Princess Elizabeth School
We feel so lucky to have Canada's largest urban park in our backyard. We love Rockwood Park so much we wrote a sense poem about it.
When I Visit Rockwood Park
I see the magnificent wildlife such as horses, ducks and deer.
I hear children laughing as they walk through Cherry Brook Zoo.
I smell the exquisite aroma of all the wonderous plants in the park.
I feel the warm sand between my toes just before I step into Lily Lake. I feel the water trickle through my fingers as I swim.
I taste the delicious food cooking on the BBQ. I taste the wild raspberries for dessert.
Although I was born and raised in New Brunswick, I had never heard of the Acadian dykes - an elaborate system of built-up shorelines and flood gates designed to alter salty Ocean floodplains to high quality agricultural lands until a couple of years ago. The Acadian farmers who cultivated the marshlands built dykes to hold back the tides, a writer of 1710 described the dykes, "They stopped the current of the sea by creating large dykes, which they called "aboideaux". The method was to plant 5 or 6 large trees' in the places where the sea enters the marshes and between each row to lay down other trees lengthways on top of each other and fill the vacant places with mud so well beaten down that the tide could not pass through it. In the middle they adjusted a flood gate in such a way as to allow the water from the marsh to flow out at low water without permitting the water from the sea to flow in at high tide." (via www.gov.ns.ca - history of Amherst, N.S.) The dykelands physically represent the ingenuity and resilience of the Acadian people. They are 'Canadian' by nature: culture and approaches brought from different places (in this case: France), and applied in new circumstances. They are also a reminder of the ridiculousness of the expulsion of the Acadians - and of cultural rifts in general: instead of recognizing the contributions and talents of people of different descents and knowledge - we used to be an exclusion-based society. The Acadian dykes are a wonder of Canada for attesting to the courage of early peoples in this country, they are a testament to our long and proud farming culture, and a physical statement to how far we have come. And they speak of the endurance of the Acadian people and their legacy. A last note: I don't have Acadian roots - but I am thankful to share the same land.”
“This is place where the river flows out through rapids into the Bay of Fundy. Its normal flow is toward the sea. However, due to the highest tides in the world, every 12 hours it is pushed backwards up across the very same rapids to cause the mighty Saint John river to reverse direction and flow backwards every 12 hours!”
Before the Europeans landed in North America the Nepisiguit Rivers First Nation hosted visitors from Ohio and from all over North America. Since the European landed the river had log running in the spring, from what is now known as the Mount Carleton Provincial Park the highest Mountain in NB to Bathurst. This river runs through Indian Falls the Narrows (90' high rock face) then through Grand Falls with a drop of 80 to 90 ft. and continues through Papineau Falls and so on and so on. This river is now a Kayak and Canoe haven for only the experienced. A National Treasure and no one has heard of it outside of NB? This is a sacred First Nation river and must be respected as our First Nation people are.
I'm nominating the city of Saint John as one of Canada's Seven Wonders for several reasons. It's the oldest incorporated city in Canada. Partridge Island is located in the Saint John Harbour. First used in the late 1700s as a quarantine station, it was also the gateway for Irish immigrants to NB and to Canada in the 1800s. Later on, the Island was used as a military base and for protecting the Saint John harbour…. [Saint John has] several National Historic Sites including the Saint John City Market, Fort LaTour and the Imperial Theatre. [It is also] home to Carleton House (223 Germain St.), home of Sir Leonard and Lady Alice Tilley. … It is a vibrant, unique community where people from all walks of life and all parts of the world call home. Modern and dynamic but also historic and quietly proud of it's heritage and contribution to Canada. In my mind, Saint John represents the quintessential Canadian city. It is full of history and yet is growing and embracing progress. Anyone who comes to visit or to live in Saint John is immediately taken by this idea of balance.”
There is a small fishing village on the Miramichi where I am from originally. The scenary of the northumberland straight with the sun coming down, watching the fishers bringing in their stock, seeing the seagulls and having the Escuminac disaster monument where my grand father died in the 1950's is breathtaking.