Paspebiac-Est was the perfect place to wake up in the morning. The sun was rising up over the water and everything was sparkling. Inside the motorhome everything was glowing gold and silver, just like the water and the sun.
Maybe this is what Heaven feels like?
It was such a relaxing morning to look out over the sparkling water and we were dawdling and taking our time. This is the beginning of our third week of travels. Sometimes we have to slow down a little bit and enjoy what we have. An extra cup of coffee while we look out over the water, listening to the birds, and just reminiscing over the past two weeks of our travels.
Even Nicholas seemed reluctant to get out of bed. I went to go make the bed and he had taken up the center of it with his little toy Reindeer. His Reindeer goes with us no matter where we go. He just suddenly latched onto it since last Christmas (it was a present from the grandkids) and he carries it everywhere. He even tries to carry it outside and we won't let him.
We could hear the waves gently lapping against the shoreline, all along the edge of this cliff. What a great spot for them to put this beautiful little picnic grounds, with such amazing views. It's nice when a city or a town designates some of the prettiest property for public use.
The people that had been in the other RV also seemed to be reluctant to leave this morning. They stood outside with their cups of coffee admiring the sunrise, and crawled back inside their RV too. Usually we try to clear out early and find somewhere else to cook breakfast. We don't want to overstay our welcome when a town generously allows overnight parking. There's plenty of room in the lot, but we don't want to ever abuse the courtesy that these small towns offer for traveling RVers.
We finally pulled in the slides and got ready to roll. We knew we would be needing propane soon. Every time we had stopped the day before where they had propane bulk tanks by their stations or stores, they didn't have anybody able to fill our on-board tank. We don't have just the small 20 lb. barbecue tanks that you can exchange like travel trailers or pick up campers do. We have a built-in propane tank underneath the motorhome that needs to be filled from a bulk tank with a hose.
Every station Steve stopped at and went in to ask for an attendant, he was told "PROPANE 2:00 P.M." or "PROPANE TOMORROW". It was almost getting comical that five or six places in a row did not have anybody on duty that was capable to fill our tank.
We did manage to find a Canadian Tire that had an experienced attendant able to fill our tank. It was good to get it filled back up because we had been running the furnace a lot more than we originally expected. The nights are getting colder already in September.
We drove on up to a little Visitor Center that was not yet open. But they had a large parking lot that we could stop at and maybe cook up our breakfast.
Since we upgraded our lithium battery and also hooked up our Bluetti power station, we have plenty of power to run things like our air fryer or microwave. Steve likes doing the hash browns and toast in the air fryer while he fries up the bacon. At the end, I do the eggs. Before you know it, breakfast is served.
We got moving again and headed on the road further to the West. In almost every little town we saw the tiny fish markets, called "poissonnrie" in French. This one even had some neat emblems on the building, so there was no doubt that it was a fish market. Lol!
We walked into this cute little shop. The clerk was so pleasant and greeted us. Everything smelled clean and fresh!... Have you ever walked into a large grocery store that has an open counter with fresh fish? It's always stinky--- but this place was clean and fresh with sunlight and music playing and all of their fresh fish displayed in a clean nice case.
We looked over the rows and rows of large bags frozen seafood. Oh I wish we had room in the freezer to bring some of this back home. But we might have difficulty at the border.
I told Steve we should have one of those 12 volt freezer cooler chests and turn it all the way to freeze. Then we could fill it up to the top and bring it all the way home.
Instead, we settled on two frozen hunks of halibut and one big slab of fresh Atlantic salmon. That would have to satisfy us for now.
If they had fresh halibut on hand, we would have bought that too. But frozen would be just as good because it is going to have to wait a couple days before we would cook it anyhow. We were planning on cooking the salmon first tonight.
Oh, they also sell fresh live lobster. But we really don't have a pot big enough to cook it in the motorhome. There was one sad little lonely lobster in the tank. I felt sorry for him.
After we left the fish market, we drove a few more miles into another town. There Steve noticed a bakery. "La Boulangerie" in French. That's his new "hobby". So we parked across the street at the IGA Grocery store, and walked across to the bakery so he could find some new delectables.
This place was more of a deli than a bakery, but they did have some nice items for display in their case. He picked out a few things and I grabbed a couple croissant rolls for lunch. They didn't have any bread or buns like a traditional bakery would. Just a lot of sweet stuff.
Steve was happy to take his little treasures back to the motorhome parked across the street. The day was warming up and we were promised to have some nice sunshine and beautiful weather for the next few days. We had had a couple rainy stormy ones, so this was going to be a nice stretch coming up.
We drove on further in a Westerly direction to get around the end of the Bay of St Lawrence. We really want to go East, but first we have to go West, to loop around the far Western end of the Bay. Makes sense?
We crossed over this bridge into New Brunswick right about noon. We were now going to see more agricultural land and less of the high hills and craggy cliffs. At least until we get down to Nova Scotia. So we waved goodbye to the beautiful hills as we crossed the bridge into New Brunswick.
We rolled along the southern edge of the Bay of St Lawrence. Twisting and turning our way along the edge of the water through little villages and seaports. There's a lot more shipping going on in this area then up on the Gaspe Peninsula. Almost every town has some type of harbor or seaport along the shore. We also have a lot more large logging trucks rumbling on past. Many of them are double towing with a big trailer behind loaded up with huge logs.
Of course that's why we noticed down in the New Brunswick there's a lot more of the hardwoods mixed in with the pines. That gives us some beautiful colors coming up and some wonderful contrast in the countryside.
The weather was cooperating quite well on our trip. We have really only actually had a few days of rain. And they've really been at night more than during the day. That's the best way to have a vacation when the nice weather during the day is when you want to move around and do things.
We rolled along, mile after mile. It was beautiful watching the scenery unfold in front of us. Everything is going quite well now that the motorhome tire sensor was fixed and the cargo trailer tires were swapped out for new ones. Let's hope that there's no other reason to have a malfunction or breakdown. It was time to concentrate on why we were there. To explore and enjoy.
By the time we hit about 150 miles, we thought we might want to slow down and find a spot to rest for the afternoon and evening. Besides, we wanted to cook our fresh salmon.
As we neared the community of Belladune, off to the left there's a little Wharf Road leading to the Belladune boat ramp. It's so tiny you almost miss it. We drove back towards the ramp, which is in disrepair at this time. So nobody really is using the area and RVing people have been known to spend the night there. The village has thoughtfully included a porta-potty and a garbage can and a street light at the Wharf.
There were two cars there when we arrived with some people picnicking and playing on the beach. But the rest of the area was totally wide open for us to park wherever we wanted.
For some reason the end of the concrete on the ramp has buckled. I'm not sure if it's going to be repaired or just be discontinued. But for sure, there wouldn't be any fisherman coming to load or unload boats with it in this condition.
We got set up in the beautiful sunshine. The crickets were chirping in the grass and there were butterflies fluttering around from blossom to blossom near the motorhome. The gentle lapping of the waves on the shore was peaceful and soothing. This was going to be a great place to spend the night.
Yes, I took a picture of the little porta potty
and trash can and street light.
I upload these to an app called
Park4Night
that helps other travelers find spots like this.
Especially if you are a van dweller or a car camper, having a porta potty and a trash can is really important for an overnight stop. We don't need those things when we are in our motorhome, because we are self-contained.
Before starting supper, we walked down along the beach and admired some of the beautiful scenery. There were big hunks of driftwood and craggy rocks here and there among the hunks of seaweed and native flowers. I put some of them in the YouTube video that's linked at the end of this blog.
It was so beautiful and relaxing to be out here in such a nice quiet place. So much better than staying in a busy city or crowded campground or even a provincial park. I am really glad that we are finding places like this to stay overnight.
The people who had been down along the shoreline packed up and left about dinner time. Now we had the place entirely to ourselves.
Oh, I am mistaken. We did have a couple of these little guys come to visit...
Nicholas really didn't understand seagulls. One flew off and he thought he could jump in the air and fly after it. They were pretty darn big birds, he said, and he didn't think he could follow them. Fortunately, Steve has him tightly clasped on his long flexi lead so he can't get away.
There were so many things to sniff and explore on that beach. Nick really seemed to enjoy wandering along and learning new things. He doesn't like the water, but he sure likes the sand. Even gives a couple spurts of joyful digging and flinging it all over, which he never does at home in our dirt.
It was time to prepare our fresh salmon from the Atlantic ocean. I put it on a tray with some tin foil and a light coating of cooking spray. Then we spiced it up with some of our Harvest Blend Seasoning. It's like Mrs Dash with no salt.
Steve set up the air fryer outside. That way we wouldn't get a fishy smell in the motorhome while we were cooking. Like I said before, it's nice now with our larger lithium battery and our Bluetti power station that we can use electric appliances like this. He put the fish in and relaxed in his chair with a beer while he took care of the outside cooking duties.
Inside the motorhome, I was able to run the microwave to steam up some ears of corn. I also made us up each a crunchy salad to go along with our meal. We sure like to eat good when we travel, cooking our own food and usually try to stay healthy. Not counting Steve's bakery treasures this morning...
The salmon cooked really well. Being a thicker piece we had to test it and decided to cook it just a little bit longer. It came out perfectly on the second try. Flaky fall apart delicious flavor without any fishy taste at all. We could really tell this was fresh salmon.
We were treated to a glorious sunset out over the water. The crickets were chirping and we relaxed outside with our beverages until the sun had set below the horizon.
It really was the end of another peaceful day of traveling in such a beautiful country. We are so thankful that we are able to do this now at this time in our lives. Yes, we are pinching the pennies and the diesel cost is quite expensive. Today we had fueled up at $2.85 a liter which converts over to $7.68 a gallon. And yes, that is after the exchange rate from Canadian to US currency. But this is a once in a lifetime trip, and the more that we find free places like this to camp, it saves on our budgeted $35 a night Campground fee that we had originally planned on. So it all evens out in the end.
And it's so worth it...
Here is the YouTube video that goes along with today's blog:
Waking up in Sainte-Sophie, we were on a mission to get the new tires for the cargo trailer as soon as possible. The nearest Canadian Tire was about 15 miles away in Saint Jerome. For some reason, our GPS wanted us to take back roads instead of the main highways. We weren't sure why? But we decided to do it anyhow. Later we'll figure out why... Lol!
We got to the Canadian Tire store and out of the eight clerks, only one spoke any English to really help us. Using our translator app on the phone we were able to connect and make ourselves understood. One cute young girl behind the counter is trying to learn English from a book. It was kind of fun trying to interact and figure out what we were doing and who to talk to and what to get. She finally came out of the back storeroom with the exact tires that we needed. With a big smile, I might add!
We checked the date codes, and yes they were both fresh new tires. Then we went over to the service counter where the gentleman explained that they did not have the time to take our wheels and rims off our trailer to swap over the tires. But if Steve could take them off himself, they would have the time to actually remove our old tires from the rims, put on the new ones, and balance them too. Then Steve would have to put them back on the trailer again himself out in the parking lot. That sounded good to us, rather than having to wait sometime in the afternoon or the next day to get them swapped over!
We went out in the parking lot and Steve took off the remaining old tire, with just the spare and a jack holding the cargo trailer in the air for that short span of time.
He went back inside while I waited in the parking lot with Nick in the motorhome. Nothing happened to the cargo trailer while he was gone. We were in a pretty level flat area of the parking lot.
It didn't take very long at all and he was wheeling his cart back with the two new tires on our own rims. Now he would put the spare back on the front hitch rack and we would be driving on two brand new matched tires.
Quick as a bunny, Steve handled the job of installing the new tires. He had been doing this type of work ever since he was a young teenager. He worked at a gas station in a small town in Door County, Wisconsin. He handled things like tire repairs and small engines, as well as pumping gas and automobile services. Jack of All Trades, I tell you!
The total of two trailer tires cost:
$240.28 CAN
$172.43 US
Then mounting, balancing and
disposal of the old tires
$57.49 CAN
$41.25 US
Now for the return trip to the Sainte-Sophie area where we started. OH MY GOSH! By now it was Noon Rush Hour and we tried taking the main roads and arteries to get back to where we started from. It was absolutely madhouse, complicated by construction and multiple detours. We were crawling along in bumper-to-bumper traffic and rerouting ourselves over and over again trying to find ways through city blocks of residential areas. Traffic was snarled up everywhere and now we see why. We should have just taken the backcountry roads behind the Canadian Tire back the way we had come. I think it took over an hour to go 15 miles!!!
Finally we got back to the area we needed to be, and headed further east along the St Lawrence River, trying to stay north of Montreal and bypass it completely. The more we stay out of the big cities, the better. Now if we could just get over the river without having to go up into the city of Quebec???
We found the perfect answer, a ferry crossing of the St Lawrence in a tiny town called St Ignace de Loyola to hop on the ferry and cross over to Sorel-Tracy. It wasn't going to cost much but it was going to save us a lot of grief and traffic snarl up around Quebec.
We stopped first at a little city park near St Ignace de Loyola and made a little lunch. Then we timed ourselves to hit the ferry mid-afternoon so we wouldn't be in Evening Rush Hour traffic waiting in line. We could see from Google Earth photos in the past of cars lined up waiting to load on. So I think we timed ourselves perfectly...
As we pulled up, they were just loading and we really didn't even have to wait. It didn't cost too much for the motorhome and the cargo trailer:
$31.65 CAN $22.62 US
We had a choice to get out and walk around on the ferry before we set sail. But once the other vehicles were parked around us tight we wouldn't have been able to get back into the motorhome doors. With Nick on board, we decided to just stay inside of the motor home during the journey across the river.
We could lean forward and take pictures through the windshield, all around. While we were waiting for the boat to take off, it was nice to get settled in and refill our coffee cups for our "cruise". Lol
The ferry gently edged away from shore and we could suddenly feel a buoyancy and movement of the boat. Not a lot because the waters were calm. But we knew we were on our way.
Here is Captain Steveio of the SS Winnebago View---
I guess that makes me KarenInTheWoods First Mate?
We also happened to find a little stowaway on board. Do you think we should make him walk the plank?
Nawwwww --- he's too stinkin' cute.
This ferry is operated by the Quebec Ferry Corporation. The fees are low because it's an important part of the transportation system. It helps alleviate the congestion in the larger cities by getting people to cross the St Lawrence in more remote areas of the province.
The flags were fluttering in the wind as we were sailing across the river. This was a really nice way to get around, plus we aren't using any diesel fuel to do so.
Nick soon relaxed on the love seat and we cruised in peaceful comfort. It wasn't a very long cruise across the river, but it was fun.
Steve said it's the only type of cruises we like, not a lot of people and we aren't dipping and swaying out in the ocean.
We disembarked and found our way easily through of the town of Sorel-Tracy. Just east of the town a little bit was a beautiful little city park, in a suburb of the town. It was called Saint Anne de Sorel. Overnight stays were permitted. We found a really cozy spot tucked up next to some hedges near the playground. From here we could watch the big ships go up and down the St Lawrence Seaway. We got settled in and Steve took out a couple lawn chairs. We took out the grill to make up some dinner because we were secluded between the motorhome and the hedge.
We were listening to four young boys on the other side of the hedge. They really couldn't see us, but we could kind of observe what they were doing.
They appeared to be between the ages of 6 and 10. They were stretching out their shirts in front of them like a pouch and loading them up with wood chips from the playground surface. They were struggling up the steps of the spiral slide and dumping their loads at the top! The wood chips would then slide down to the bottom and another boy would try to catch them in the front of his shirt. Their shirts were all stretched out and filthy dirty in no time. We kept giggling at them. They were so cute. One young man finally took his shirt off completely. He was loading it full with the biggest loads of wood chips. It took two of them to struggle and haul it in cooperation with each other to the top of the slide. They dumped their load but it just wasn't sliding very well. So they had to sit down and slide. They pushed the pile from behind with their legs spread like a snow plow. Pushing all those wood chips back down to the other two boys who were waiting at the bottom!! It was hilarious, but it was also good to see four young kids having fun instead of sitting home on electronic devices.
(The next morning, we saw two of them return on their way to the school bus stop. They each had to try and do one more load, even in their school clothes. I bet their mothers were impressed??)
We watched several large ships come up the river. We used our marinetraffic.com website to check on who they were and where they were going. This one was hauling concrete to Toronto.
It was quite nice, relaxing in the shade between the motorhome and the little hedge. It was our own little private patio/park area. Sometimes, after a long day of tire changing and "cruising", you need to relax...
But one more thing had to be taken care of, Steve took out his Viair portable air compressor pump. The shop had only put in 30 lb of pressure. These tires really need to be at 40, according to the sidewall with the maximum of 60.
He had them both topped off and screwed our Tireminder TPMS sensors back on. Tire pressure monitoring system. We use those vigilantly on all six tires of the motorhome as well as both tires of the cargo trailer. We can monitor our temperatures and pressures all on an app on my phone as we are driving down the road.
One more thing taken care of,
one less bump in the road.
Here's the video that goes along with today's blog: