
For a Touch of Adventure, Head to the Real Downeast: The Bay of Fundy, with Ferocious Tides and Lots of Fog but Not that Many People
If you want to tweak your sense of adventure, think about cruising Downeast next summer, the real Downeast, the part that starts at Northeast Harbor, Maine, which is about as far as most people ever go. But if you leave Northeast Harbor in your rearview mirror, you’ll primarily be traveling on your own through cruising grounds that have changed little since John Smith first sailed there in 1614, passing spruce-covered little islands, rocky shoreline fronting dark green forests, and countless little coves and inlets. You won’t have to look hard to see ospreys, bald eagles, puffins and, if you’re lucky,…