Saturday, Zoom Zoom- (breathe…)

Posted by Jim - April 11th, 2009

Fitzroy Harbour - Quyon Ferr DockSaturday, April 11, 2009.

(Fairly warm- don’t remember actual temperature)

I tried to sleep- couldn’t, figured today was the only chance I’d have for a while to zoom out to the Quebec (St Therese de la gatineau?) property and do something about the open window in the van/storage on wheels fing.

I was half kicking myself for keeping quiet and half proud of myself for letting Cathi sleep as long as I could. Then, when she opened one eye and I said I had to do this and she complained that she thought she could sleep late, I felt awful, bad me- but I don’t know- should I have just left without feeling her out to see if she wanted to come, or could come…?Van and Jeep at property in Quebec

Anyway, I learned 3 or 4 things worth mentioning here…

•Never trust a computer (or GPS) to plot your course through Quebec.

•Going way off the beaten path in Quebec can be quite the adventure and show you some really beautiful sights.

•The GPS would rather send me through Ottawa then let me take the ferry.

•Moose skeletons at the edge of the road are a really impressive sight.

•GPSes will send you down what looks like somebody’s driveway if you don’t pay attention. (and farm animals herding their young across dirt roads as strange vehicles zoom by is a really touching and beautiful sight).

• I love Quebec. I don’t know yet whether Quebec loves me or not, but it is one beautiful place. (maybe several beautiful places bundled together, but it is beautiful) (and it gives me a whole lot of reasons to practice my French while I’m driving.)

Bones near my

Animals apparently like my property there. There were lots of signs that deer had used the gentle southeastern slope for a bathroom.

And something had apparently chowed down on something about the size of a deer and left us the bones, very close to the trailer. I’m thinking that whatever ate the deer probably appreciated the shelter of the trailer and the snow it caught.

I had just enough time to snap a bunch of digital photos and pop the tarp over the van (Hoping the tarp keeps the weather out, I hope I’m not inviting a hive of nasty insects into the van to breed and make a mess of anything in there. I hope I haven’t given any field mice a convenient tarp to climb up and find their way in through the slit of open window so they can breed and wreak havoc eating the furniture and stuff….) ((Cathi found the van’s keys in the cleverly obvious place I had left them while I was over there tarping and snapping photos.))Roots holding hands at the top of the hill.

I’m thinking that a really wonderful spot to put some kind of more or less permanent shelter would be near the top of the hill, to the right of the road where we drive in- I’m thinking it is a south east slope, would be yummy for solar stuff, and could be very good for solar gain if it’s a little more south south than south east, but anyway, these trees’ roots are holding hands near where I think I should build something.

I should give you a listing of the photos here. (top to bottom)

1. The Ferry Landing on the Fitzroy Harbour, Ontario, side of the Ottawa River. The price has gone up a dollar from last year.

Fallen Birches and Rocks near the roots

2. The Van with its new tarp bonnet, and the Jeep with its new coat of salt from splashing through a lot of puddles lately. (eep)

3. The bones near the trailer.

4. Roots holding hands where I want to build something. (I don’t think I have the heart to break up that romantic sight, so I’ll plan around it.)

& 5. Stone and fallen Birches just to the right of the trees that are holding roots. I think the stones are a natural formation, I’d hate to find out this might be somebody’s burial site from a couple million years BC or something. that would be creepy.

Anyway- the GPS thingy says the Jeep is parked at 46°N 17.640′ / 75°W 52.517′ I’ll have to plug that into a map to see what it tells me.

The GPS also thought that sending me through Ottawa on the way home should take 3 hours and 13 minutes. If you count stopping for gas, it was pretty much right. We had timed the trip at more like 2 and a half hours if we take the ferry and then shoot over the mountain through Gatineau Park over there. I think it’s Gatineau Park.

—–Jim