Wednesday, July
3, 2019 - Campground Municipal de Beauport
Quebec City.
Bruce and Shannon spent a night in their camper in the
dealership lot just short of Montreal. The broken fan belt was repaired by
9:30. They had a lovely breakfast and trundled on down the road toward New
Brunswick, or the rest of the crowd, whichever came first.
Meanwhile the rest of the crowd had a leisurely morning
awaiting word of the broken RV left behind. As is sometimes the case,
serendipity arises and both groups depart at the same time, planning on meeting up
for a shared campsite in the afternoon.
We decided to camp early and head into the Old City the following
morning.
There’s not much to say about following the Trans Canada
Highway through Quebec other than in some places the road surface seems to have
been involved in a war, and in others it’s newly paved and sounds as if were
running on glass. Sure, there are farms and fields and trees and rivers, but
they really are the same as those in Ontario. French doesn’t make them any
different.
We’re doing fine cruising down the highway at 95 – 100, trucks
passing us easily, cars dancing past at high rates of speed, but we’re fine as
we are. Coming into Quebec Cities
precincts there are many more merging roads, clover leafs and construction.
Traffic intensifies. Transiting the city takes some considerable concentration.
We arrive at the campsite and work to make sure we can get the three units in
for the night.
Simply some
chairs
Helene and Jean-Guy visit and spend an hour exchanging tales
in fractured language, both French and English. It’s a lot of fun and laughter,
the best. Most of the gang heads to the pool for a late afternoon dip, much
appreciated in this hot weather. There are a few mosquitoes but it’s certainly
bearable.
Habitat for the
long-nosed red turtle, a menace to the local turtles.
I read in French that the long-nosed red turtle, coming from
Louisiana and up the Mississippi with the help of we humans, is threatening the
local population of turtles and therefore please do not import long-nosed red
turtles. I wonder how many Quebeckers travel to Louisiana to import long-nosed
red turtles? Perhaps they only needed two.
We’ve decided to stay another night so that we can spend the
day in the Old City and visit the Plains of Abraham. C’est bon.
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