After days of ideal dulse-drying weather, yesterday we woke to heavy fog and drizzle.
Our time on Grand Manan was drawing to an end so we decided to head to the convenience store where we had seen a big patch of dulse drying everyday. We were told that the dulse was all gone. Like fresh scallops, Dark Harbour crispy dulse doesn’t hang around. You have to be at the right place at the right time.
We were told to try Roland’s because he would probably have some left over. We had passed Roland’s, the largest scale dulse operation on Grand Manan, several times but curiously had never seen dulse drying. In fact, we had never seen a soul around.
As we pulled up to the dulse shack, we were shocked to find a full-size tour bus disgorging aging New Brunswickers. The mostly old gals were fairly running off the bus to stock up on dulse. We haven’t seen more than three tourists in one place since we got here so the scene at Roland’s was surreal. The tour guide told us that Roland’s was the favourite stop on the tour. The bus driver agreed as he gnawed on a piece of dulse from his 1 lb bag.
Two tourists told us that dulse was a popular snack in New Brunswick. It could be bought at farmer’s markets in places like St. John and Moncton but “obviously, the best place to get it is here.”