Camping au Bond de la Mer, Cap Chat, Canada
He who heeds discipline shows the way to life, but whoever ignores correction leads others astray. ~ Proverbs 10:17
We awoke to an especially gorgeous morning, and we hit the beach by 6am! Deep blue water and the most clear skies we’ve seen in a while! Wow! What a difference a day, and all that wind from last night, made! 😊
It’s moving day, and another long, boring drive up the coast along Route 132 (kinda like California’s Rt 1) with spectacular scenery. (just kidding about the boring part 😊 )
But rather than bore you with just road pictures, I’ve decided to test you today! How are you at reading road signs? Hahaha!
Well? How’d ya do? You’ll never know, because I didn’t provide the answers, but if you think you got them all, you’re good to go to drive to “Land’s End” as they call it here.
Why Land’s End? Because if you look in an atlas or on a globe (remember how fascinated we used to be with those things??), you’ll see that Forllion National Park is situated at the very end of the spit of land that hovers over the Canadian Atlantic Provinces (the Maritimes – New Brunswick/Nova Scotia, etc.) – – the End of the Land.
What do these people all do for a living?
We get the cafes and motels, but surely not everyone works there.
Yet, there were few homes further back than alongside the road.
Fortunately, he moved over and stopped spraying when we went by.
So thoughtful!
He enabled Blaine to gauge better what lay ahead. : )
You missed it didn’t you?
It’s a unicycle!!
Believe it or not!
Because using two wheels isn’t hard enough around here . . .
Forllion National Park, Gaspe, Quebec, Canada
An early dinner of teriyaki-marinated pork shish-kabobs that we picked up at our last grocery store, and we were off on another drive.
This time, we had to return to the Visitor Center about 3 miles or so away to get our Park Passes. You see, when you check into the campground, each person needs a National Park Pass – either seasonal or annual. It was cheaper for us to purchase a seasonal pass when we checked in, and even adding that expense to our weekly fee here, it’s still only $30/night to stay here! And an enormous (comparatively speaking) piece of land to live on! And lots and lots of electric – 50 good amps! Why is that important? Well, for the past week, Blaine’s had to constantly monitor our voltage use. He’s thrilled to not have to think about it anymore!
So, back to my tale.
When we checked in, the girl in the booth said her co-worker forgot to bring passes with them, so she was completely out. She said to tell them at the Visitor Center that she sent us. And thus, the reason for our drive back to the Visitor Center, but it turned out we didn’t have to go quite that far for our passes. You see, when you drive into the Park, there’s the huge Visitor Center, then you go a ways – even out and back into the Park boundary. Then you come to a “pay booth”, then you go a ways further and there’s the campground check-in booth. Blaine thought to ask at the “pay booth” on our way out, if they had passes and they did. Yay!
Still, we were itching to walk some, so we checked out the boardwalk trail they had at the large VC. Well, you know us! There are no short walks after dinner. This time though, it was my fault.
We did the boardwalk, and a sign pointed to an overlook area, so we did that. And at the same place, there was another sign that pointed to a picnic table, so never ones to potentially miss something wonderful, we went to see the picnic table. We figured if there’s a sign this far from the parking lot, it must be a great place! Right?
Well, we walked and we walked and we walked and we walked, and we kept saying “this is awfully far to carry a cooler!” But we never found a table. Instead, we found a windy beach that apparently used to be a boat dock at one time, but ‘due to conditions beyond our control’ (It was a sign in French and English! We love this place!), it was closed. There was also some interpretive signage here to check out.
Rather than return back the way we’d come and trying to outrun the mosquitoes lying in wait for us, we headed down the beach to the boardwalk area, and ultimately to the Jeep. Whew! Those after-dinner hikes are often the longest and hardest! But not lately! 😊
And as I mentioned previously, we have a terrific site! It’s not only a pull-through, but there’s woods on two sides, and it’s close to a public bath house with our own private path, so I can use the showers if full tanks necessitate. (we’re here for 7 nights with no sewer hook-up) And there’s wild flowers and a pine tree on the other side of us, and neighbors are really far away, AND we have a mountain to look at! Wow! Blaine outdid himself here!
