There is a captain's burial ground that I hiked to. It was a bit more of a hike than I expected, but when I got there I found a quiet, shady memorial to 2 families of shipbuilders who were important to St. Martins in the late 1800's.
We stopped at the "Interpretive Center" and had a nice chat with one of the workers who grew up in St. Martins. We made our way over to the Salmon River Bridge. Of course, we had to walk across it!
We had quite the view for lunch:
We saw this guy walking (not running) across the road:
I couldn't get over how beautiful the scenery was. It seemed to be more beautiful with every turn.
When we got back into St. Martins I had a chance to really explore the sea floor and the sea caves. I'm going to use this picture (that I snapped while we were eating our first night in St. Martins) as a reference picture. This is nearly high tide.
And these are low tide:
The very back of the cave:
This is standing at the point, just as the cliff turns (see 1st picture for reference):
This is what the other side of the cave looks like.
This may give you a point of reference as to just how big this area is!
The buildings in the back are restaurants. We ate at the one on the right for our first dinner and the red roof building for our last.
When we got back to the truck, this is what we found. We looked around but couldn't find the person who wrote it.
I strolled around the village and made my way to the tourist center, which is an old lighthouse. You can walk up to the top and see St. Martins from above.
One of the things St. Martins is known for (besides the sea caves) is the covered bridges. There are 2 that are almost side by side, although sadly, one is in such disrepair that they have closed it to traffic.
This is probably my favorite picture from the trip: a picture of a covered bridge while standing in another covered bridge:
Someone told us that during the winter, the red house is where locals go to get together & have an adult beverage.
As I looked through pictures to decide which ones to include, I came across this one of a sign for the Fundy Trail. So I ask you: after seeing the symbol for a hotel/b&b and covered bridge, wouldn't you think the one on the left was for a lighthouse? (See previous post: Chasing Lighthouses.)
St. Martins was a beautiful, quaint little village. The only negative thing I can say about it is that it was lacking a pub. Part of the charm is that it's not crazy busy and everyone was so exceptionally nice. I would highly recommend a stop at this village if you're in the area.