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In case you are wondering, Quebec is pretty much bilingual in the big cities. English is spoken a lot in the tourist areas. Smaller towns are different and even at that, most will say that they speak a bit of English. We tried to speak French as best as we could. We learned a few words too.
Mont St. Pierre. This is where we stayed the night. Apparently, if you come at the right time, hand gliders will jump off the cliffs above the town and ride the wind. We did not see any. Oh well.
A view along the highway.
The waves get pretty ornery during a storm along this coastal highway.
The seawall along the highway.
Looking the other way down the hwy.
Coastal hwy view.
A scenic viewpoint of the road that lies ahead.
This is the Quebec provincial flag.
The waves roll in here at this rest stop.
A small coastal town below.
We stop at this lighthouse rest stop for a few pictures.
Another view of this rest stop.
A view of the lighthouse close up.
We pose at this rest stop after having a picnic.
An interesting rock jut by a wayside rest.
A Whopping 17% grade!!!
A big rock in the water.
A big hole in the rock in the water.
A closer look at the hole in the big rock in the water.
Coming into town with shining water.
A small harbour.
Fire hydrants.
And we cross over this bridge and then we are in New Brunswick.
Welcome to New Brunswick.
We found a campsite in Dalhousie, New Brunswick.
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