Clayton Jazz Festival: Kimberly Hawkey, the 10th Mountain Division Jazz band and Studio G from Nashville, all sounded their music over the St Lawrence, as barges were going downstream, then played and sang at night in Clayton’s hangouts. Also brief visit to Lake Onatario and an October Fest in Cape Vincent.
Uncle Sam Boat Tours, 1000 Islands. Playing the tourist, I oohd and aahd about the cuteness of the islands and the general magnificence of the area, shot pictures obsessively, visited the must-see Boldt’s love castle, but also a memorial for “Operation Iraqi Freedom” and learned about bootlegging.
Crossing borders I instantaneously found myself in a different human milieu. Quebec at that particular border was not especially welcoming, but I quickly made the mental adjustments. Staying a desolate night in an off-season campground in Nicolet was a surreal experience, as I was making efforts to follow the second presidential debate on my electronic devices in pouring rain.
Parc National du Bic, Quebec. Having a utopia in a Huttopia, a specially-designed tent, meeting animals, enjoying the beauty of Chemin du Norde, seeing the archeological site and walking the Chemin Le Contrabandier, but also, when moving back to my own tent – living through the coldest night of my life…
Such a rich and beautiful park. This time Pic Champlain and Les Anses trails.. Birds, seals, fantastic geology. Quiet, beautiful bays. After spending a second night in the cold, I had a shower crisis in the morning, which turned out an opportunity to meet a new friend.
Route 132, Gaspe Peninsula. On way to Forillon villages with churches. Holy Marys, windmills, castles, seabirds and trees in colors. Most spectacular were the famous cliffs appearing mid-drive. I ended the day as sola guest in an out-of-season B&B, enjoying the comforts, hearing interesting life stories from owner .
Clayton Jazz Festival: Kimberly Hawkey, the 10th Mountain Division Jazz band and Studio G from Nashville, all sounded their music over the St Lawrence, as barges were going downstream, then played and sang at night in Clayton’s hangouts. Also brief visit to Lake Onatario and an October Fest in Cape Vincent.
Uncle Sam Boat Tours, 1000 Islands. Playing the tourist, I oohd and aahd about the cuteness of the islands and the general magnificence of the area, shot pictures obsessively, visited the must-see Boldt’s love castle, but also a memorial for “Operation Iraqi Freedom” and learned about bootlegging.
Crossing borders I instantaneously found myself in a different human milieu. Quebec at that particular border was not especially welcoming, but I quickly made the mental adjustments. Staying a desolate night in an off-season campground in Nicolet was a surreal experience, as I was making efforts to follow the second presidential debate on my electronic devices in pouring rain.
Parc National du Bic, Quebec. Having a utopia in a Huttopia, a specially-designed tent, meeting animals, enjoying the beauty of Chemin du Norde, seeing the archeological site and walking the Chemin Le Contrabandier, but also, when moving back to my own tent – living through the coldest night of my life…
Such a rich and beautiful park. This time Pic Champlain and Les Anses trails.. Birds, seals, fantastic geology. Quiet, beautiful bays. After spending a second night in the cold, I had a shower crisis in the morning, which turned out an opportunity to meet a new friend.
Route 132, Gaspe Peninsula. On way to Forillon villages with churches. Holy Marys, windmills, castles, seabirds and trees in colors. Most spectacular were the famous cliffs appearing mid-drive. I ended the day as sola guest in an out-of-season B&B, enjoying the comforts, hearing interesting life stories from owner .