I've been so stressed out. Steve's mom, his dad. I'm worried that my mom will not be able to look after him, her arthritis is so bad, but she'll soldier on. My sister's husband may lose his eye due to diabetes, he'll have surgery later. And at work ... well I'm so far behind on my testwork I'll never catch up. So Steve and I planned a long weekend up in the Bruce to attend the orchid festival.
Instead I was surprised to know that Steve had asked for vacation on my behalf and we headed east into Quebec ... our destination ... Tadoussac. He had it planned for months. Oh, and another surprise ... a brand new camera!
I was so excited and I love driving through Quebec, it is so beautiful. We stopped at many of the rest areas along highway 138 to stretch our legs and let the dogs rest. Tucker hates travelling, poor guy. And then it happened. Sydney suddenly jerked on her leash and I hurt my back. After some debate, we continued along 138, stopping in Trois Rivieres for the night.
After driving through the spectacular scenery along the north shore of the St. Lawrence, we boarded the ferry to cross the Saguenay ... it is the only way across ... poor Tuck ... as the ferry rocked gently back and forth during the 10 minute crossing, he puked up his breakie. Then, back on the road and before anything else, Steve stopped by the bakery ... and purchased some chocolate croissants and bread ... yum. Finally we arrived at our little cottage.
Less than 3 km from the village, we rented a cottage in Domain des Dunes. We settled in and Steve got a ticket for me to watch the whales the next day. Song birds sang in branches, and when the sun set peepers chirped through the night. Paradise!
In the morning Steve headed out whale watching ... my back was too sore, he didn't see many whales through the fog but still managed to get a few pictures.
|Ferry through the fog|
|Marine Mammal Interpretive Centre|