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If you’ve ever driven a dirt road in February, argued about whether poutine tastes better in French or English, or felt inexplicably proud watching the Reversing Falls churn, then congratulations — you might just be a true New Brunswicker.

From tidal wonders to forest trails and festival stages, the province’s finest pleasures don’t cost a cent.

There’s a certain kind of place that doesn’t announce itself. It doesn’t appear on splashy magazine covers or trend on social media. It just gets better, year by year, while the rest of the country slowly starts to notice

There is a small wooden sign on the shoulder of the highway, hand-lettered in forest green, that you have probably blown past at 110 kilometres an hour without a second glance.

However you spend it — on the water, on a trail, or around a backyard fire — happy Victoria Day from New Brunswick!

There’s an unwritten pact among New Brunswickers. You can tell visitors about Fundy’s tides, Hopewell Rocks, and the covered bridges — those are already famous. But the little towns? Those stay between us.

Walk through Saint John’s North End on a weekday afternoon and you’ll still see the evidence of hard decades: vacant lots overgrown with alder, row houses with boarded windows, stretches of Main Street that empty out before dark

Not long ago, Atlantic Canada as a whole was considered a refuge from the housing madness gripping Toronto and Vancouver.

The province that punched well above its weight — and still does

There’s a particular kind of freedom in loading a car with snacks, a half-decent road atlas downloaded for offline use, and exactly $200 in spending money.

Most visitors to Fredericton stick to the same well-worn path — Officers’ Square, the Boyce Farmers Market, a stroll along King and Queen Streets, maybe a pint at one of the downtown breweries.

Deep in the woods of Albert County, swallowed by forest and nearly erased by time, lies a place called New Ireland. To drive past it today, you wouldn’t know it was ever there.

On a cold Thursday morning in Moncton, before most people have finished their first cup of coffee, Sandra Bourgeois is already on her feet. Her kitchen counter is buried under donated vegetables.

New Brunswick’s craft beer scene has quietly become one of the most exciting in Atlantic Canada. Small-batch brewers from Moncton to Miramichi are pouring their hearts into IPAs that bite back,…

For decades, New Brunswick barely registered on the radar of people looking to plant roots in Canada. It was the province you flew over on your way to Halifax

New Brunswick’s spring migration is a genuinely spectacular event that most locals walk right past. The Saint John River floodplain, the hardwood ridges of Mactaquac, and the quiet backwaters near Killarney Lake are all coming alive right now