Good-bye Ryan, have fun in CA!Gaspe Continued, Aug 3
Gaspe to Cap-aux-Os and back
Today 61 km, Total 788km
So what to do on a day off? After this morning’s wet beginning and about three hours of coffee and internet, the sky cleared and I started yearning for some fresh air. Pete and Ryan were still in recovery mode, so I decided to retrace our steps and take a look at Forillon National Park, which occupies the end of the Gaspe Peninsula on the north side of the bay. We had decided to give this a miss yesterday, taking the shorter inland route across the end of the peninsula.
My destination was Cap-aux-Os, the site of an old whaling station rumoured to be strewn with whale-bones from the 19th century. I found a nice little sandy bay there with a waterfront casse-crout (snack bar) and a kayak rental, but not a bone in sight. I asked some locals about it and just got blank looks. Someone suggested that I try the museum another 10 miles down the road, but I have seen whale bones before so I didn’t bother. The ride was sufficient justification for going to Cap-aux-Os.
Strange that wherever you go the locals are the only ones that haven’t read the tourist information.
On the way back, I checked out Fort Peninsula, a Second World War artillery base. The British Navy built a major base at Gaspe after a German U-boat sunk a freighter just off Cloridorme, which we passed through yesterday.
Great ride back to Gaspe; my legs are feeling great today in soite of yesterday’s exertions.
Sat in a roadside park and Got Valerie on the cell-phone. Sounds like she is coping well in my absence, with lots of company and entertainment, even with the 35 degree temperatures. Great to hear your voice, Darling.
We just got back from a great dinner at the motel restaurant next to our residence. Pete and I have just cracked a couple of micro-brews, and we said goodbye to Ryan, who is catching a bus to Moncton in the morning. He will be flying home to Hudson, OH on Thursday, where he will pick up his five-year-old daughter, Quin and take her to California for surfing and Disneyland. He will store his bike at Moncton and return later in the month with Pete’s girlfriend Judy and friend Bill to finish the ride across Newfoundland. So for the time-being we are down to Deux Mousquetieres. We are going to miss him.
More tomorrow,
Barney
Gaspe to Cap-aux-Os and back
Today 61 km, Total 788km
So what to do on a day off? After this morning’s wet beginning and about three hours of coffee and internet, the sky cleared and I started yearning for some fresh air. Pete and Ryan were still in recovery mode, so I decided to retrace our steps and take a look at Forillon National Park, which occupies the end of the Gaspe Peninsula on the north side of the bay. We had decided to give this a miss yesterday, taking the shorter inland route across the end of the peninsula.
My destination was Cap-aux-Os, the site of an old whaling station rumoured to be strewn with whale-bones from the 19th century. I found a nice little sandy bay there with a waterfront casse-crout (snack bar) and a kayak rental, but not a bone in sight. I asked some locals about it and just got blank looks. Someone suggested that I try the museum another 10 miles down the road, but I have seen whale bones before so I didn’t bother. The ride was sufficient justification for going to Cap-aux-Os.
Strange that wherever you go the locals are the only ones that haven’t read the tourist information.
On the way back, I checked out Fort Peninsula, a Second World War artillery base. The British Navy built a major base at Gaspe after a German U-boat sunk a freighter just off Cloridorme, which we passed through yesterday.
Great ride back to Gaspe; my legs are feeling great today in soite of yesterday’s exertions.
Sat in a roadside park and Got Valerie on the cell-phone. Sounds like she is coping well in my absence, with lots of company and entertainment, even with the 35 degree temperatures. Great to hear your voice, Darling.
We just got back from a great dinner at the motel restaurant next to our residence. Pete and I have just cracked a couple of micro-brews, and we said goodbye to Ryan, who is catching a bus to Moncton in the morning. He will be flying home to Hudson, OH on Thursday, where he will pick up his five-year-old daughter, Quin and take her to California for surfing and Disneyland. He will store his bike at Moncton and return later in the month with Pete’s girlfriend Judy and friend Bill to finish the ride across Newfoundland. So for the time-being we are down to Deux Mousquetieres. We are going to miss him.
More tomorrow,
Barney
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