Leaving Quebec Continued Aug 17 2012

Continuing; Headed towards Quebec's Gaspé Penninsula

We hadn't eaten breakfast @ camp. We are more brunch eaters than early breakfast types. Anyway, by this time we were hungry & found a picnic area with a view of the St Lawrence 

After lunch we took a little nap on a blanket on the grass.

 But after about 15 minutes we saw ants and were out of there.

Still sleepy.

Back on the road again still sleepy. We took lots of pictures along Hwy #132 called the "Navigational Route"
Our plan is to take this water's edge route all around the Gaspé Penninsula to New Brunswick then on to P.E.I (Prince Edward Island)

So about 3:30pm  and after only 44 miles from the KOA Quebec we found ourselves in the village of L'Islett and turned into the first campground we found and decided to take it. 

 We didn't wish to take the chance of a camp further down the road being full for the weekend as KOA was.

THERE ARE LOTS OF CANADIAN RV's ON THE ROAD & in the campgrounds. These Canadians are REALLY into camping!

The campground was called L'Islet Municipal Campground  . We thought the name with the word "Municipal" in it might have indicated "no electricity" BUT what a wonderful surprise. Not only did they have electricity, water, sewer AND WI FI with a fabulous speed but it was $37 CN including the 14.50% taxes…. WAY  less than the KOA.

So here we are right on the St Lawrence river in a really beautifully kept camp with all the best amenities.

 Happy campers for sure!

We spent some time in the children's playground in the camp because of one particular adult swing that reminded me of the one my grandpa & grandma McGraw used to have in Michigan. As kids, my cousins & I spent a good time on that old wooden, slider swing. It really brought back a nice memory.

OHHHH, A BIT WINDY, Can't you tell?
Just look at that hair!

 So Joey & I sat & swang (sounds funny but swung needs a "had" in front of it, no?)  for over 45 minutes watching kids playing on the children's swings & jungle-gyms pretending to be Olympians as they had probably recently saw on TV. We enjoyed watching them pretend AND listening to their little French voices.

(Yes, it truly IS mostly French speaking in Quebec Province. (But there were usually bystanders that would help us translate to English when we needed it.Everyone was friendly)

Then we walked out on the pier at sunset. 

 Didn't see any tankers going by, nary a boat but we did hear a few fog horns later in the night. The sounds brought back sounds of my San Francisco life in the late 1960's. (Yup, a week-end hippy was the thing to be back then)



Good night, one and all! zzzzz