Flushed

Flushed

The Bay of Fundy lives in our consciousness as a Jeopardy question, a faint recollection from junior high geography class, a pungent line from a salty limerick. Things have changed. A clever bit of civic engineering has literally opened the floodgates, and the famous tides are once again force-fed right down the goose’s throat. The resulting bore waves are long, regular, and extravagantly strange. The New Brunswick hamlet of Moncton finds itself vying for the title, “Canada’s Surf City.” Whether that’s a blessing or a curse depends on how the resource is managed. TSJ regular Yazzy lays it out for us.
Volume 23, Issue 2

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