Well some quick additions to our last blog. Canada Day, the day started off on Parliament Hill with the changing of the guards, stunning,and then the bells rang from the bell tower, it all set the mood of the day. Again a wonderful day.
July 2nd , has us on the road to head towards the large Penisnula that ends Quebec, the Gaspe Peninsula.Approximately 1235 Kms to circumnavigate the peninsula !!! A big piece of land to cover. So we head for Highway 132, which is the main road around, and yes we are following the coast not cutting thru the middle.
What stands out to us is that we follow the St Lawrence River till the end of the peninsula, it is one big river , as we travel along we feel like we are home, water and mountains in the background , could be the Gulf Islands. Dotted along the coast are small villages, fishing was the main industry but now tourism is what keeps these small communities together . Religion is very prominent in these villages, as from a distance before each village you can see the tall Spiers of the church, but not one church in these communities , there are several churches. Some communities don’t have much , but they are pretty and the homes are quaint Victorian/French architect , gardens are minimal , it seems Hosta’s are the favoured plant, it must be because they have such a short growing period? Some villages we drive thru , others we can see from the main road, so pass them by. Each village has a musuem or a plaque, lots of history going back to the 1600! Too much to read!!
We did stop at the marine musuem in Rimiski which was fascinating as it was about the sinking of the Empress of Ireland, it is an amazing story that I would venture to say most Canadians , me included know very little about it , they refer to it as the Canadian Titanic. It sunk one night in 1914 after just dropping off its river pilot at Rimiski and heading down river in comparative safe waters on its way back to the United Kingdom , as the fog came in they spotted a Norwegian coal freighter fully loaded as it disappeared into the fog , the empres slowed down went into full reverse to avoid the freighter the freighter also altered course , when suddenly out of the mist the freighter was spotted off the starboard side it rammed the side of the empress and put a huge hole in the ship then reversed , thereby allowing the hole to be open to the sea , the empress rolled over till her deck was perpendicular to the sea , she sank in 150 ft of water four miles from the town of Rimiski ,in fourteen minutes , with the loss of 1002 souls , although the loss of life was greater on the Titanic there was in fact four more passengers lost on the empress. The passenger list on this sailing was not made up of influential or famous people , as was on the Titanic ,this coupled with the out break of WW1 was part of the reason that the story faded from public notice. Also any survivors were encouraged not to talk about the event , it is not until relative recent history that the story is receiving it’s true place in history , the wreck site has now been designated a national heritage sight and is protected from any more salvage , as it ranks as one of the best wrecks for diving because of its relatively shallow depth , the tragic irony of this accident is , if both skippers had done nothing and carried on their speed and course,the two ships would have missed each other, the museum is a must if you visit this area and are interested in Canadian maritime history. Which there is a lot of that in Eastern Canada.
We stayed two nights in the lovely village of Perce , which is situated at the furthest eastern point of the Gaspe peninsula , there are many hiking trails and excursions, we chose a hike to the grotto , a tranquil water fall high up in the surrounding hills. Perce is well known for the rock, it is slowly corroding away but is a true wonder of nature. Very similar to Lands End in Cabo , Mexico and one that used to be in Normandy until it crumbled into the ocean. It is possible to walk out at low tide to the base of Perce Rock , which stands as a towering monolith to the town but we chose not to after warning s of falling rock, our next stop see’s us entering the town of Campbellton New Brunswick and checking into a charming B&B in a one hundred year old house rebuilt after the fire of 1910 , so six provinces done bring on number seven …