The creative, a mix of old and modern city of Quebec is well worth a visit. The only walled city north of Mexico is beautiful with its old buildings, cobbled streets and centuries of history. Our stop in Quebec City was more an organizational step than a city visit, but if you plan to stay… Continue reading Quebec City
@the Parc National des Hautes-Gorges-de la-Rivière-Malabaie we let our 4-wheeler rest a bit and we went for a bike-ride and some walking. The surroundings are absolutely stunning. Here the land is not flat anymore and the parc gifts its visitors with green nature, quite and wide river, walking and biking paths as well as water-activities.… Continue reading Unmotorized move
We now sit on the gras by the camp fire in Les Méchins (http://www.campingauxpignonsverts.com). Looking back to the last five days in the Gaspesian peninsula, we are happy having taken this road, despite the long distances. We drove along the coast from Campbellton NB up to Gaspé QC finding the town of Percé QC the… Continue reading Gaspesie – sea and forest
We started our trip in Nova Scotia (NS), which may appear smaller as the other Provinces, but is really green, flat and close to water. We only drove through the highway of New Brunswick (NB), but our appearance was of a bigger and more rustic Province, which allowed us the first night of wild camping … Continue reading NS – NB – QC
I do realize not many of you do own a roof-tent (pop up tent) as well as not having an almost 2 meters tall partner, but have you ever tried to open (or worst close!) such a structure?! This was my try (open the tent) at our arrival in Amherst (http://www.lochlomondrvpark.com/): challenge accepted and well… Continue reading Challenge accepted
The Cabot trail from Antigonish to Cape North and south to Baddeck gave us a load of emotions: Sand, beach and sunset Unpaved roads Walking with an amazing view and the best “good morning” ever We close this day in Baddeck (http://baddeckcabottrailcampground.com/), map open, planning the next 1000 kilometers (621.37 miles) to go.
Friday was a bit of a gray/rainy day. Never the less we needed a plan to head north as well as give time to Kate to shake her tiny legs. We found a good solution into the Sherbrooke Village. Back in 1867 there were no cars and children could run free in the village… This… Continue reading Back into 1867