The road around the Gaspé peninsula has more than natural wonders. Blink and look ahead and you’ll miss some interesting sights. We saw an oddly decorated house with intricate tile designs. Those who know Robyn will understand her directive to “find a place to park the RV!”
We weren’t disappointed. We parked outside a motel that had an art installation consisting of a flock of sheep. As we walked towards more similar artworks, a local told us they were the works of the Gagnon family and directed us to the family’s gallery.
One of our favourite destinations is the Gaspe Peninsula. We chose Camping Gaspe, a small campground close to the town of Gaspe and the National Park.
Having trouble parking into our campsite, a helpful voice suggested manoeuvring the RV differently. He was correct and invited us to join he and his wife for a drink. It was here that we met Jacque and Sharon from New Brunswick, two very friendly campers. We shared several meals together including freshly cooked lobster that Jacque expertly cooked for us on his camp stove. He and I handpicked the lobsters at a local poissonnerie in Gaspe.
We enjoyed their company so much, we extended our stay at the campground. Hopefully we will meet up again on the road in the not so distant future.
Crossing the St. Lawrence river at Levis, you can see that this was a fortified old city. The garrison walls with their cannons stand guard over the river. The Chateau Frontenac hotel looms over the horizon in full grandeur. Taking the funicular train is a great way to get there.
We watched this motley trio enact the protection of the city.
Nothing quite prepares you for a night in a Walmart parking lot. Yet these are a must for boondockers… in a pinch.
After a great trip to Belleville, we needed a stopping off point before hitting Quebec. Brockville was the answer. Specifically a Walmart parking lot. A noisy trucker night it was.
A local couple eyed the RV, and filled us in on checking out the St. Lawrence waterfront.
When we woke up, we freshened up at Walmart, and made our way to Quebec, a brutally bumpy ride. I Google mapped our route, wanting to avoid going through Montreal’s busy city traffic. Somehow, as has happened before, the Google AI lost her voice, and before long we were traversing Montreal’s traffic chaos caused by a mass of construction.
Eventually we were routed the wrong way. We pulled over in a parking lot and put Google away. I punched in the coordinates to our camping destination on the RV’s navigation and it guided us to the front door step. London friends Rob and Wendy suggested we stop at Camping Transit. Not a bad spot. They have a shuttle service that will take us to the ferry to Quebec City. A bonus is that their restaurant delivers to your campsite! Which we took in.
Once we backed into our site, I was keen to use my YouTube knowledge and hook up our water and electricity. Everything seemed so simple. The A/C kicked in right away, cooling the rig, but when I checked the fresh water tank level it was empty. I checked the rig’s built-in service centre and noticed that there was a huge water pond building up.
Several calls to our dealer proved fruitless. I believe that a plug wasn’t put back after de-winterizing by the dealer. Anyway, a mobile rv mechanic will take a look tomorrow and hopefully will determine the problem.