I know, I know, you want to get back on the row, and so do
I, but these next few strokes are simply to document our (Peg, Timmy, and me) present
(7/27) return from Quebec with Old Paint on board.
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| Mini with a Mohawk |
We collected the boat and my gear at Baie St Paul this week and
then spent four days gooning around the Charlevoix/Saguenay area, and what a
beautiful part of the world it is! While a mid-January visit might assault our
opinions of “habitability,” the grandeur of this area as a summer destination
is breathtaking. We dipped our toes in the frigid waters, climbed into a Zodiac
for a whale watch at the mouth of the Saguenay River, and enjoyed the cuisine
and hospitality of the area; I saw my first Beluga and Humpback whales (way
cool), ate my first Canadian Chinese food (at a pizza shack…not as rewarding as
seeing the whales), and of course asked myself each day if I could have/should
have continued from Baie St Paul to Saguenay. The short of it is that I think I
made the right call.
So….this travelogue of our return will now give way to the
resumption of the row, but not without the encouragement to any and all of you
to visit our Neighbors to the North. Quebec is not far away but if you are
pressed for time or money, a visit there can act as a reasonable surrogate for
a trip across the Big Pond, I think, with the added benefit that French
Canadians are still engaged with disco in ways that Americans (or the French) are
not. For a child of the 60’s, the car radio in Quebec is a jukebox.
Now…back to the row!
There we were, pushing off for our second day on the
Richelieu, yet another early south wind building behind us….
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