The great fisherman at the wharf in Campbellton reeling in the great Atlantic Salmon.
The bridge that we will cross this morning is in the background.
About 3 km further down the road is the info centre - we are stopping to find out about Rimouski and other places we will be going through. They are celebrating the Acadian culture. Below a cabin, the Acadian colors and a horse and buggy.
It definitely has a hump in the middle of this wooden structure. And here are the fly fishers.
Very picturesque.
Whoa! Well this was my first negative experience in Quebec. They open at 8 am and the door was open so I walked in and start talking - she says I am not even open yet! Wow I looked up at the clock and it's 8 am! Hmm, she is a real good representative for Quebec - then I asked about Rimouski - she doesn't know anything about Rimouski - that would be the next info centre. Then I asked about Quebec City - she says I don't even have a map for Quebec - only the Gaspe. I only know about the Gaspe! So I left there thinking what happened to the nice people we met earlier in the province? Do they only live in Montreal and Quebec City? No because the info centre we went to upon entering Quebec was a great experience. I will chalk this one up to simply someone who does not like her job.
Any way we are travelling along Route 132 headed through the Gaspe in the direction of Rimouski. Despite the crackpot I encountered this is a beautiful region. We are following the Ristigouche River and it is surrounded by tree covered hills and topped off with clear blue skies.
The River widens and there are many sandbars scattered about. Two fishermen in waders are fly fishing the River and another in a boat. Then there are some waterfalls on the bank side of the River. The overall scape reminds us of the Canyon in BC. There are even some shale rock banks hugging the sides of the road every now and then and a rail line following the River. And look at this - a red covered bridge for residents to cross the River.
The Routhierville Bridge.
At Rimouski we enter the Bas-Saint-Laurent region. We decide not to go into Rimouski, but to continue on our trek along Route 20. We hope to make Levis, QC tonight for our camp. The extra hour has given us more options.
Driving along we once again see that land meets water. The lush fields of alfalfa run right into the St. Lawrence River, providing such a contrast. Big farming area in this region.
It's lunch time but we cannot find a rest area or pullout that is on the right side of the road or that has enough room. Finally just about 20 Kms east of Riveria-De-Loup we see a rest area. It is pretty crowded, but Dan manages as always to claim a spot for our big rig. I made some tomato sandwiches and had some watermelon and headed across the road to the park area by a little river.
We enjoyed our lunch and a little walk around. There is a bit of a waterfall and a bridge across to a walking path.
Some flowers adorn one of the picnic areas.
The farming is more evident now - dairy, as well as crops. It is so pretty driving along beside the St. Lawrence River and seeing horses grazing on lush green fields. Lots of big rocks left behind on the beach when the tide is out and the surrounding fields are dotted with yellow buttercups. The ones that we used to put under our chin to see if we liked butter! It is so nice to see some hills again!
Well we are nearing Quebec City and we find a familiar campsite - the KOA that we stayed at on our eastbound trek. We are glad to be here and have a rest. What's for dinner? PEI new potatoes and green beans with a handmade burger patty. Mmm, good!
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