No Whales

Today we left Quebec City and drove up the coast to Tadoussac, Quebec, which is a really cool little town about 2 1/2 hours north. At the very end, we got to take a ferry across the fjord and they didn't even charge us anything.

First thing, I insisted on walking on the beach with Mom and Dad.

Then we all went down on the nature trail which ended us up at the head of the fjord where the Saguenay River meets the St. Lawrence. Dad was reading from the signs about how the native people and the first Europeans met up and traded there. This is supposed to be one of the best places for staying on land and seeing whales, but we didn't see any, although we saw plenty of whale tour boats heading in and out. Anyway, the fjord was a pretty beautiful place and we stayed there and loved it for some hours.

Unfortunately, when we got back to town we found a Provincial policewoman who pointed out that our parked car had just been in a wreck, when an AAA tow truck driver dropped a towed car on ours and another one. Mom and Dad tell me that the tow truck drivers are supposed to do something like exactly the opposite. Anyway, we were still able to drive our car, and I'm proud to say that neither Mom nor Dad freaked out about this episode, and we were able to complete our journey happily with a long detour over and down through the Laurentian Mountains back to Quebec, just in time for the concert crowd.

A side benefit is that Mom and Dad were able to gather a great collection of beach glass in Tadoussac.

Tonight we are being serenaded to sleep by Elton John down in the park, as part of the music festival.