I haven't posted anything in a while, mostly because I've been occupied with everything cycling related. I've been fixing up my old bikes and riding them as much as I can.
Here's a set I should have posted when I got back from New Brunswick, after visiting my parents. Instead I put it off to the last minute.
I must say that New Brunsiwck is a beautiful province, and this set reflects the landscapes, architecture and relics of the small coastal roads and towns.
This isn't my favorite set, but by far the most unintentional one I have taken. I did not know what to expect from spending five rainy days in an unknown part of Canada, but as we drove around the Shediac area, I discovered so many small pieces of the landscape that needed documenting, from old houses to stranded, roadside mailboxes set against the atlantic ocean.

Mailboxes on Highway 535. What a great way to get your mail.

Some people live in fancy seaside cottages, some live in trailers. Nice view.

The eccentric neighbor collects license plates and nails them to an old shed.

A gable belonging to an old blue house, which like most in the area, is lived in but looks look practically abandoned.

An abandoned cottage, somewhere near Sackville.

Another cottage in Shediac.


This is where the Bates live. It's a shame that all these wonderful old farmhouses are left to rot.

There are hundreds and hundreds of the old farmhouses everywhere in the province. They are legacies, passed on through generations, and most are in excess of one hundred years old. Despite being somewhat maintained, most look in a state of disrepair.

A local artist's studio: she makes pottery out of the ever-abundant red clay of the region and she does it all from the comfort of a hundred-year-old town hall.

An antique dealer's mural. He does in fact have an impressive collection of gramophones.

Mmm... Food. My parents and I eat some of the best damn cheeseburgers in all of New Brunswick.

The flight back took me over wonderful cloudscapes. I'm pretty sure I saw Superman somewhere in the distance.



5 comments:
Are the family living in the house really Bates?
Or was that a reference?
That is one creepy ass house.
i wanna go there!
c'est beau, bravo.
Tanks guys... No that was a reference. There are way too many Bates houses in New Brunswick. So creepy.
The sun also shines in New Brunswick, occasionally, and you get from beautiful to spectacular. Great pics, Alan, truly.
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