For 2 ½ days we have traveled east along 370 miles of the beautiful southern shore of the St Lawrence River as it grows wider and wider. We can just barely see the northern shore now, more than 40 miles away. The scenery has changed now to very small towns right on the shore and high mountains inland. We are stopped tonight due to some bridge damage from the heavy rains 2 days ago. We are happy to be cautious since we were within sight of the Minneapolis bridge that collapsed just 2 days before the event.
But our luck runs true - we are stopped at a wonderful "camping" as they call a campground here in French, on a high point jutting into the river, with views on 3 sides of us. Weather is sunny and cool, windy, and smells of the sea. Gregg shopped for fresh scallops and asparagus for us for a grilled dinner tonight - luxury after 2 nights at Camp Wal-Mart.
We biked at the nice Bic (like in a bird's beak) National Park and loved the sight and smell of the beautiful fields of flowers at the wonderfully named Ha! Ha! Bay. This is all what we came here for and it's all even better than we had imagined.