At one point I noticed a motel called the Gaspesiana... We had stayed there a few years before with a young couple - friends of my son who were visiting from Germany. I had taken pictures of beautiful sunrises and sunsets... Our young friend, Caro - a dietitian - had organized wonderful picnic breakfasts on the beach for the four of us. Wonderful memories! One day we had visited the Reford Gardens...
I looked for the picnic table where we had sat... This wouldn't have been a good day for a picnic.
A ways down the road later we stopped at a marine museum...
It wasn't open yet for tourist season. Terry was disappointed - he had hoped to tour the submarine which was part of the museum display.... So we continued on.
Later we came across a cheese factory with wonderful cheeses (and baked goods).
It had stopped raining, so we had a simple picnic - cheese curds and bread - on a picnic table overlooking the river.
You never know what you'll find when you leave the highway and take the back roads!
If we ever bought a cottage, this is where I'd want to buy it - in one of these tiny old towns on the St. Lawrence River, I said.
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