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We reluctantly left PEI this morning to head west, finally, and south toward Quebec. We bought a sack of locally grown potatoes on our way out. The drought is so bad here (all across Canada) that the potatoes are beginning to shrivel in the ground. One man told us that if it rained solidly for three whole days they would be at just about average for the year. Yikes. We paid the hefty $30.00 US toll for the bridge to get off the island (free to get on, pricey to get off) and pointed the van in the general direction of home for the first time in more than six months and 17,000 miles. We drove a whole lot on both of these days. The scenery was beautiful and picturesque. We stayed off the TransCanada Highway and instead drove through farmland and pastures. At Sugarloaf Campground, another Provincial Park near the border of Quebec, we stayed the night. We set up the trailer, but before having dinner we hopped on the ski lift for a trip up to the top of Sugarloaf. On the way to the top we spotted a porcupine grooming itself. Then we grabbed a wheeled luge (with a brake) and rolled down the mountain on a big alpine slide made out of cast concrete. Some of us never bothered with the brake either. What a blast! Next day was more of the same. We were involved in a HUGE downpour while driving, which was a little tense, but exciting anyway. The drive was gorgeous, all along the St. Lawrence. Every village had a silver church (Catholic) with one or two tall silver spires. What those must look like in the winter, with snow all around! We arrived in St. Nicholas, just across the river from Quebec City. We squeezed our operation into a tiny little space and immediately began doing laundry and email and the other assorted maintenance things to put our house in order. And that took the rest of the day. |