On the Road to Gaspe

We left the hotel this morning and drove along the Saint Lawrence River. It's huge, and in no time at all it just looks like you're on the ocean, because you can't see across to the other side.  It's a beautiful drive, which gets more dramatic and scenic the farther you go. Endless pine forests, majestic cliffs, and a winding road dotted with picturesque little towns - lots to love here.  We wanted to go to Matane, because we had camped here in 1973, and Jim did some salmon fishing then.  It was not camping weather, so we took a look and moved on.

Matane was a favorite stop on our 1973 trip, in spite of the mosquito population there.

This is not the Matane River, but is typical of what you see in the Gaspe area.

It was foggy today, so not a great day for photos, but this picture from 1973 could have been taken today.  We had many miles of driving through areas like this.

This one was taken today.

I looked for this chick today, but couldn't find her.  Guess she's still lost in 1973.

Okay, how about just one more 1973 picture.  They are just so cute!!

We've reached Perce, on the end of the Gaspe peninsula.  By the time we got here it was dark, so we have to wait until morning to see Perce Rock.  I'm sure it hasn't changed.