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Somewhat demonstrates the scale

It’s all about the trees! Vancouver Island and environs

It has been a long time since we posted a new story on our blog. This blog is not about Tadoussac so I will say that up front. We have just returned from a great trip out to Vancouver and Vancouver Island, with a couple of the Gulf Islands thrown in for good measure. Since our return we have been telling people that the weather was spectacularly bad and the scenery spectacularly beautiful – a good trade off.  It is called the “storm watch ” season at this time of year on Vancouver Island so you get what you get!!

We started in Vancouver to be present when Anne,  Alan’s sister, received an award from the International Diabetes Federation for her career work in diabetic education around the world.  We were very impressed with her talk, her research and with the conference itself. We are so very proud of her.

The Vancouver Congress Center all decked out to receive thousands of participants for the conference
The Vancouver Congress Centre all decked out to receive thousands of participants from around the world
All the city lamp posts in the downtown core were marking the even of the conference.
All the city lamp posts in the downtown core were marking the event of the conference.
Anne receiving her award
Anne receiving her award

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We stayed with Gwen, Alan’s cousin – Yahoo and had lots of fun walking the trails near her house with Ripley just like we do in the summer. We also had dins with 2 of the Bruemmers – Jennifer and Matthew, and Gwen’s son Chris and his fiancée Lacey.

Alan and his cousin Gwen Skutezky Davidson
Alan and his cousin Gwen Skutezky Davidson
Building up the shoreline in Ableside near Gwen's house in West Vancouver
Building up the shoreline in Ambleside near Gwen’s house in West Vancouver
Lots of salmon rivers large and small and they are tracking migration everywhere and encouraging everyone to help
Lots of salmon rivers large and small and they are tracking migration everywhere and encouraging everyone to help
Lighthouse point neat West Vancouver - rock formations not unlike Tadoussac - although obviously not as beautiful as ours!!
Lighthouse Point Park near West Vancouver – rock formations not unlike Tadoussac – although obviously not as beautiful as ours!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We headed to Vancouver Island on my birthday!! December 3rd and were looking forward to seeing the islands up close as we went across on the ferry. No such luck – pea soup fog and pouring rain. The ferry was terrific though – had a full breakfast that was fantatstic!

We went to the West side of the Island first – Tofino and then Ucluelet. Everything you have heard about the beaches there are true and then some. Granted we had some rain and fog  but this time of year is also billed as one of really big waves and wild winds. It was soooo impressive. We could not believe that people were surfing (Ian Belton Jr. I now know you are crazy to be doing this!!!) and they even had a beginner’s class which looked pretty suicidal to me. At any rate,  we spent a whole day just combing the beaches and walking the trails.  It was amazing. We walked part of the Wild Pacific Trail in Ucluelet later in the morning and it was quite different with craggy cliffs and swirling waves over rocks. Ucluelet also is home to a tiny café called the Blue Café where we had, bar none, the best Seafood Chowder we have ever eaten. I was studying it with every bite to see if I could figure out all the ingredients – I need to go back for further study.

Astonishing driftwood everywhere but none that would fit my carry on
Astonishing driftwood everywhere but none that would fit my carry on
Sunset on Long Beach
Sunset on Long Beach
You have to believe when you see a photo like this. Chesterman Beach
You have to believe when you see a photo like this. Chesterman Beach
Chesterman Beach
Chesterman Beach
Chesterman Beach
Chesterman Beach
Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet
Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet
Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet
Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Tofino we stayed in a neat Motel called West Marine that was also part working fish docks, marina and had its own pub onsite.  What a great combo. I have to show you this picture as one of the things we loved best – especially Alan,  was all the wooden boats! And there are lots and lots of crazies who are living on them – and you know how I feel about that (Second life, Second Wife!!!)

Home away from home
Home away from home
Floating houses all seemed to be loved in
Floating houses all seemed to be lived in
View from our room
View from our room

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One of the highlights of our trip was walking the Rain Forest Trail in the Pacific Rim National Park (Forêt Pluviale), near Tofino that my friend Marie Josée Normandin from Parcs Canada recommended. What a beautiful trail amongst the giant cedars. We met not another sole and it was amazing to be in this park all alone. So quiet and majestic.  I love walking in the forest – I always have  – this was totally outside my experience and it is set up with all kinds of good plaques to outline the  ecology of the forest. We learned so much.  We have beautiful trees were we are,  but they seem like gnarled twigs in comparison to these soaring giants some of which are more than 800 years old.

the walkways thorughout attempted to go around or under the fallen trees so as not to disturb the ecosystems
The walkways throughout attempted to go around or under the fallen trees so as not to disturb the ecosystems
Somewhat demonstrates the scale
Somewhat demonstrates the scale
A fallen tree that was taller than me
A fallen tree that was taller than me

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Abridge made from a fallen tree

A bridge made from a fallen tree

Our next trip was to cross over to Gabriola Island. A short 20 minute trip to an island that is farmland, marinas and trails.  I think this island would be a good example of the word bucolic and we were told it was one of the original hippie islands that never lost its hippy roots. Very organic, artistic and environmentally conscious.  We stayed at a B&B owned by a couple who had emigrated from Britain 5 years ago. Everyone we met was from somewhere else!

Limestone rock beaches and tides that were uneven in time sequence which threw us off a bit
Limestone rock beaches and tides that were uneven in time sequence which threw us off a bit
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Birds everywhere
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There had been so much rain that even the smallest streams in the forest were beautiful waterfalls. This is in the Elder Cedar Forest Reserve park on Gabriola

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes these giant trees just seem to grow out of nothing.
Sometimes these giant trees just seem to grow out of nothing.
Alan found someone with even bigger holes to repair than his so he was getting some close up shots of how it was being done.
Alan found someone with even bigger holes to repair than his so he was getting some close up shots of how it was being done. Silva Bay Marina
We are convinced that this will be our next boat. There were so many to choose from. Silva Bay Marina
We are convinced that this will be our next boat. There were so many to choose from. Silva Bay Marina
Beautiful
Beautiful
Wild turkeys travel in gangs
Wild turkeys travel in gangs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our final island visit was to Saltspring Island. Again a mix of farm and village. We loved this island for very different reasons than Gabriola. One being that we actually had a half day of sun – amazing. Thanks to David Price and Jane Walker for the recommendation we stayed at Maracaibo on the island and spent the better part of the first afternoon exploring the coast around that area.

The view from our cabin. They actually burn cedar in the fireplaces. WE could hardly make ourselves put it into the fire
The view from our cabin. Cedar is so plentiful they actually burn  it in the fireplaces. We could hardly make ourselves put it into the fire
Lighthouse point where we took our picnic
Lighthouse point where we took our picnic
Nose Point Maracaibo
Nose Point Maracaibo
Nose Point Maracaibo
Nose Point Maracaibo

 

 

Found walking the trails
Found walking the trails

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We did have a day of rain – surprise – and spent a great part of an afternoon in a wonderful book store Black Sheep Books. A throw back to the old days it had towering bookshelves, classical music playing, stools in corners for you to read on and a very quiet ambiance. Ahhhhh

Black Sheep bookstore
Black Sheep bookstore
Some of our buy local strategy that we used through out our trip was more successful than others. Sadly the Dirty Laundry wine tasted a bit off just like dirty laundry!!
Some of our ‘buy local’ strategy that we used through out our trip was more successful than others. Sadly the Dirty Laundry wine tasted a bit off –  just like dirty laundry!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A highlight of our Saltspring stay was to have dinner with Jill Evans another cousin. She opened her beautiful home on Oystercatcher Place and invited a friend of ours from an early parish who also retired to Saltspring. What a wonderful small world it is.

We returned to Vancouver Island via ferry and the ferries reminded us so much of our own. The small island ones are similar to ours in that they are a lifeline. Primary school students stay on island (ie Gabriola, Saltspring and others) but secondary students go to the main island for school. Many work on the main island so go back and forth everyday twice.

Ferry Saltspring to Crofton Vancouver Island
Ferry Saltspring to Crofton Vancouver Island

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Once back on Vancouver island we spent a great day exploring the towns of Duncan and Chemanius before heading to Ladysmith.

Duncan is known as the town of the totems and several years ago the town decided to trumpet its aboriginal history and have totem poles carved and posted throughout the village by local aboriginal families. Each totem tells the story of a family, a family story or tribal history. They are magnificent. I have posted a couple below. They actually have footsteps painted on the sidewalks so that you can follow the steps and go to see each of the over 30 totems. Some as you will see were posted with a wall mural.

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Chemanius, in an effort to capture their history, chose the use of murals on the walls of commercial buildings as their creative venue. Each was more magnificent than the last depicting the introduction of the railway, farming, mining and fishing that sustained their community.  Brilliantly done and updated to ensure their vibrancy it was like an outside art gallery.

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Original waterwheel incorporated into a sculpture and mural
Original waterwheel incorporated into a sculpture and mural
I love cattle!
I love cattle!

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We spent an afternoon in Ladysmith to visit colleagues of mine who moved there 15 years ago when they retired.  We spent the afternoon combing over a marine museum of old restored boats and dioramas of the timber and mining history of the village.

Depictions of Oyster catching which was a major industry here.
Depictions of Oyster catching which was a major industry here.

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Dioramas
Dioramas
Logging diorams which does not do justice to the ingenuity and technical sophistication in early times of logging
Logging dioramas which does not do justice to the ingenuity and technical sophistication in early times of logging
One of the restored boats All done by volunteers. This is what we need to do in our Tad museum
One of the restored boats All done by volunteers. This is what we need to do in our Tad museum
Small but mighty these workhorses are used even now to bash around logs in the harbours
Small but mighty these workhorses are used even now to bash around logs in the harbours

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My colleagues Sara Frisch , next to me, and Joann Stelling
My colleagues Sara Frisch , next to me, and Joann Stelling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The final two days of our trip were spent in Victoria. We were lucky enough to have another cousin just move there – we obviously need even more cousins to spread out across the country. Bill Stephens opened his new home to us and drove us all over the city. He even found more cousins, Tim and Claire Evans who we had not seen for many years, and invited them to join us for a great evening of laughter together. We climbed up the Mt Douglas Trail, drove all around the coastal area of Victoria on a day when the surf was really, really up; visited the Royal BC Museum and a fabulous exposé in the Robert Bateman Museum. We attended a beautiful Victorian Advent Evensong at the Cathedral and then returned home for a lovely glass of wine, or two, dinner and prep for the trip home. Kudos to Bill for a great visit and the drive to the airport at the ungodly hour of 0500!

We climbed up the trail of Mt Dopuglas and when I got to 1250m straight up I thoughth to myself "this is never going to end" Sure I was polite just like that!
We climbed up the trail of Mt Douglas and when I got to 1250m straight up I thought to myself “This trail is never going to end”   …Sure I was polite just like that!
Alan and Bill at the top of the mountain waiting on me!!
Alan and Bill at the top of the mountain waiting on me!!
Surf is up along the coastal wall of Victoria
Surf is up along the coastal wall of Victoria
All along the coastal wall which surrounds victoria there were logs and debris being bashed up against the seawall. At onepoint we were diverted off the road as they had to close it because of debris. Wild that day but what sophisticated and marvellous walking spaces.
All along the coastal wall which surrounds Victoria there were logs and debris being bashed up against the seawall. At one point we were diverted off the road as they had to close it because of debris. Wild that day but what sophisticated and marvelous walking spaces.
Flaoting village of residences at Fisherman's Wharf in Victoria
Floating village of residences at Fisherman’s Wharf in Victoria

 

My favourite. Alan's favourite was the one that had the dinghy tied up with a sign that said "In-law suite! We did not take pictures in case our family got any ideas
My favourite floating house.
This was Al's favourite which we found attached to noe of the floating houses. I did not want to take a picture of it in case our family got any bright ideas!!
This was Al’s favourite which we found attached to one of the floating houses. I did not want to take a picture of it in case our family got any bright ideas!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And then we came home. We spent a night in Ottawa with our close friends Don and Brenda, had tea with Tom, Heather, Julia and girls then spent the night with Susie and George Bruemmer who are our dogs adoptive parents while we are away. Our dogs were happy to see us but not quite as happy as they should have been!! Life is pretty good at the Bruemmer hostel for dogs.

And finally we arrived home in Tad to snow YAHOO,  and belugas in the river.  We loved our trip but we were so glad to be home again too. The blitz is on now for Christmas. The tree is up, some of the baking is done the rest is a work in progress. We are waiting for this week when Michael and his family arrive with another couple who are long time friends joining us for Christmas.

It is almost the end of the year and we cannot believe we have had yet another year here in paradise.  We hope that wherever you are as you are reading this that you have a blessed Christmas and find your paradise wherever it may be. All the best for 2016!

 

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Sentier du Horreur in Tadoussac!

I cannot believe that today is November 2nd.  Tadoussac is a very different place than it was even at the beginning of last week. This last week of October is the official “close every last thing” week, and now all boutiques, restos etc are closed. The hotel closed on the 1st and all that is left at the marina are two private boats that will need trailers to haul out, the docks which will be removed Nov 7th and the Coast Guard which usually stays until the first week of December.  The bay looks very bare, and after the 8th will be downright empty.  There are no  more tourists and yesterday in the village you could have gone bowling and hit nary a soul!!

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Of course, with the end of the season comes Hallowe’en so all is not lost. Tadoussac made a grand splash again this year and created the “Sentier du Horreur” in the Parc des Ancêtres. This is the park that starts half way up the hill as you walk to church. The entrance has lovely benches and you walk down into the gulley below via the stairs. It is a perfect place for this type of activity as it is a pretty spooky place! It runs along the brook, follows across the bridge behind the hotel, and then up and out of the park at the public washrooms on the boardwalk.  At this time of year it is dark and creepy – absolutely perfect.

The planning group decided to do a walk for the school kids in the afternoon and then to repeat, with more horror,  for any who dared to do it again in the evening – in the dark, with only torches for lighting.

It took the group – which included parents, the fire brigade, the municipality and some of the teachers almost 3 days to put it all together. The main thing was to make the walkways safe (day and night) and to ensure there was just enough lighting so no one would be hurt – but not so much that people weren’t scared to death. This is of course the main goal. The third morning we added in all the horror bits with creatures hanging from trees and large horrible monsters hiding in all nooks and crannies.

L’Auberge de Jeunesse held an afternoon of pumpkin carving and they created about 30 amazing pumpkins which lined the road from the Caisse up to the entrance.  The one below was on the table where we greeted everyone and it is a good example of the intricate designs that many people created – wow.

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All the kids from École St. Joseph came for the afternoon. This year they did not wear costumes because they had to walk down stairs and around creeks etc. – plus the wind was howling and it was bloody cold. They were so excited that they were jumping up and down.  They were also nervous but it was all cool.

IMG_20151030_131950All the older grades went first – 3, 4, 5 and 6. They went in groups of 4 and some thought it was a good idea to have a teacher with them.  Some were brave enough – at least at the beginning, to go it alone.  Then it was the 1 and 2’s and finally the kindergarten kids.  We make a distinct break between the bigger and the little children. I went with the last group of 4 boys of 1 & 2 and told each monster as we passed that it was the kindergarten next. The monsters wave at the littlest ones rather than scare them to death.  But sometimes that is still very scary so 2 teachers go with that small group. It was a total success. You could hear the kids screaming all over town and they loved it. I went with a small group of boys, as I mentioned. One of the lads went the whole way going “Je n’ai pas peur! Je n’ai pas peur! ” (I’m not afraid) Methinks he doth protest too much!! By the end three of the 4 boys were clinging to me.

These are some of the creatures they encountered

The Auberge team were amazing
The Auberge team were amazing
These axe murders are  actually a lovely couple in the real world
These axe murderers are actually a lovely couple in the real world
there were monsters popping up everywhere even as you tried to go down the stairs
There were monsters popping up everywhere even as you tried to go down the stairs
This guy had no legs
This guy had no legs
If you got too close to his netting you were in trouble
If you got too close to his netting you were in trouble
Mme Lebel a sorcière fantastique met all the kids with loads of candy and juice at the very end.
Mme Lebel a sorcière fantastique met all the kids with loads of candy and juice at the very end.
Not sure how long he had been dead or who shrunk him
Not sure how long he had been dead or who shrunk him
these madman hid perfectly behind the trees and scared the daylights out of people. he had a replica of a human heart in the cage around his neck
This madman hid perfectly behind the trees and scared the daylights out of people. He had a replica of a human heart in the cage around his neck

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were also trolls, baby killers and a cemetery with a grave just the right size for kids!!

All was well in the end. Nadia Gagnon, the amazing teacher and leader for this event, had all the kids come together at the end of the path for two very good reasons. First she asked all the monsters to come meet them so the kids could see them without their masks. This way no one was going home to have nightmares and they could see that the monsters were their parents and neighbours pretending to be monsters.  The second reason was to have the kids say thank you to all of the monsters and the helpers who had put the event together. Truly an amazing group of people.

While I wasn’t able to take pictures at night, I just want to tell you that the night time version was also a totally successful nightmare and I say that in the kindest way.  The path which was scary during the day,  was a real horror at night and the 282 people – yes you  are reading that correctly – that went through were amazed. A large group of about 25 adults and older kids came from  Les Bergeronnes and there were people from Forestville,  Longue Rive,  Sacré Coeur and of course lots from our own village.  Not to be outdone – the screaming was even louder I have to say. It was a freezing cold night and many people stood for an hour in anticipation. Each person at night was charged a toonie to be scared out of their minds. All the money went to the school for much needed support for a small school that has so few resources.  I just need to say that while they have few financial resources they have a dedicated group of teachers and parents that make this school a happening place.

I can’t wait to see what next year brings.

Hope you all had a great Hallowe’en too.   Jane

The Bay comes alive – Too alive!

Having been a relatively conscientious volunteer at yacht clubs I’ve belonged to in the past, it was a little bit guilt-making to receive the annual e-mails from Tad asking for help to put in the docks when I was in Montreal.  Now I can help, at last, and May 1 and 2 were the designated days.  Trouble was, everything that could go wrong pretty much did.

The first thing was the docks had been stored on the wharf and needed to be lifted into the water by the green crane in the photo below.  However, this research ship from the University of Quebec at Rimouski tied up the night before saying it had to have its hull inspected by a diver, for two whole days, and wasn’t going to move out of the way.  Apparently the dock in Rimouski is in bad repair and they’re not allowed to dock there.

The inconvenient research ship from Quebec City
The inconvenient research ship from Quebec City
It's a converted trawler as you might have guessed
It’s a converted trawler as you might have guessed, but we saw it more as just “IN OUR WAY!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That problem became secondary when I noticed the crane operator and owner feverishly leafing through a manual, talking on cell-phones and sweating profusely.  They couldn’t get the crane to work.  Optimistically I suggested we all go home, they get a mechanic to fix it, and we’ll all come back tomorrow.  Trouble was, there was a transport truck with ten docks on it due in from Chicoutimi any minute, and we had to have a crane to unload it.

The truckload of docks from Chicoutimi
The truckload of docks from Chicoutimi

 

 

 

 

 

There was a smaller crane we could get to unload the truck on to the wharf as opposed to into the water where we needed the docks, and by the time we got that one down to the wharf, of course, the first crane started working.  So then we unloaded docks off the end of the wharf which meant a double-lift for many of them because of the research ship being in the way, and as in the picture above took the docks from the truck right into the marina area.  This was great till the fishing boats started coming in…

One of three fishing boats vying for space to unload their catch
One of three fishing boats vying for space to     unload their catch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They are just trying to make a living and were none too pleased about the research ship in the way either, so we moved some docks to make a little space at the end of the wharf for their boat and we moved other docks on the wharf to make room for their truck.

Then the crane broke again.

Just before we decided it was game over they got it working once again.  We had a late pizza lunch and carried on getting about half the docks in by day’s end.

Saturday we started at 7.30 am and, although the ship and the fishing boats were still around, the crane worked perfectly.  We got all the docks in and the main dock bolted together and anchored into position.  It was a beautiful sunny day but, lest you think everything went right this time, as my mother used to say: “Into every life a little  (er) rain must fall.”

You may recall that the fuel dock has two hinged struts bolted to the dock to hold it in place and accommodate the tide.  These are hinged up in winter and then lowered into place.  One strut supports the gas hose down to the dock and the other has the diesel fuel hose going down and sewage from boats’ holding tanks going up.  (You know where this is going, don’t you?)  Fortunately the gas and diesel hoses were dry.  Unfortunately the 30 feet of 3 inch sewage hose had somehow retained the remains of its last pump-out.  When our hero (not me, a real hero) was confidently standing on the dock saying, “Lower away!” or words to that effect, little did he know that within seconds he would be heading for his car, his home, his shower, and a complete change of clothes!

Phil, Shawn and me picking up the pieces
Phil, Shawn and me picking up the pieces
Docks tied to the zodiac wharves to hold them till needed
Docks tied to the zodiac wharves to hold them till needed
Shawn and Phil still at it Sunday morning
Shawn and Phil still at it Sunday morning
May 2 - The first zodiac tours of the season
May 2 – The first zodiac tours of the season

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday morning saw Shawn and Phil back at the docks looking after the details (like anchors, not that they are mere details).  Now it’s time to start thinking about the dry-dock…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This was going on as Tadoussac seemed to awaken from hibernation.  Restaurants are opening and B & Bs are having their first customers.  Tourists were looking down at us from the docks with the usual curiosity and taking pictures with views in the background (never me, I noted.)  The ship had divers underneath it all day.  A black zodiac with three men dressed in black survival suits complete with black helmets and visors showed up looking like a set piece out of a Star Wars movie.  They didn’t look like the sort of people who would take kindly to suggestions about liberating their concept of color scheme but before I had the chance I fortunately noticed that the only white on the vessel was letters spelling out the word “Police.”  They hung out at the  Coast Guard dock for a while, I assume comparing horse-power, while their mother ship hovered out in the river.  I mention the horse-power because Shawn pointed out that there were no numbers on the two huge motors driving the zodiac.  He asked last year and was tersely informed that the horse-power was “classified.”

Add to all that, the first two zodiacs were running whale-watching tours starting today.  Tadoussac is finished with winter and starting to show some life on the water and off it.

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The Forgotten Blog: The Lake in Winter

Back in March Barb and Kevin Dillon visited and went for a skate on the lake.  I begged off having a sore knee but was determined to get in on it before the winter ended.  Just before the end of March I made it over and the ice was great.  I think this is a relatively rare opportunity in Tadoussac but having a very cold and windy winter with far less snow than usual the ice was great!  Not a sign, however of anyone else skating on it – no people – not even scratches on the surface from other skaters.  So I had the whole place to myself!  Here are some pics.

Alan

Looking toward the far end
Nice, clean, skateable ice
Nice clean skateable ice
Looking toward the far end
An ice  fall at the far end
An ice fall at the far end
From the far end
From the far end looking back toward the swimming area
The beaver dam
The beaver dam
The far end
The far end
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Looking toward the far end from the swimming area

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The usual swimming hole.
The usual swimming hole.

May 2nd – 1 year ago I retired – what a ride!!

It dawned on  me yesterday that today I will be retired 1 year. I cannot believe all that has happened and where we find ourselves. The old adage comes to mind “if we had known it would be this good, we would have done it sooner!”

You have seen our year in pictures and I am posting some pics from today. This is  what my life looks like and I could not be happier

the remains of a fun evening with friends last night
the remains of a fun evening with friends last night
a fire to take the chill off after my walk with the dogs
a fire to take the chill off after my walk with the dogs
a lovely spot for my afternoon tea
a lovely spot for my afternoon tea

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a view that never ever gets old - at least twice a day
a view that never ever gets old – at least twice a day

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For anyone contemplating retirement – don’t delay – do it. For anyone not quite there – you will get there.  For anyone not nearly ready – you can come and stay with us and, at the very least,  pretend for a few days!!

Off to play in the woods. Have a great Spring weekend wherever you are.                  Jane

Ahhhhhhh….Spring

Well it is official. Spring appears to finally be showing its face around here. I was home to Ontario for a week to visit my family and I cannot believe how quickly the snow has melted. Once it decided to go, it went very quickly. Granted we had half the snow that usually comes to Tadoussac but still it has been persistent in sticking with us right up to this week.

So all the ice is gone from the bay, the paths in the deepest part of the woods still have icy bits but all the roads are clear and all main paths. We went down to Adele’s beach yesterday and walked to the clay cliffs and not one speck of ice remained. Given what you have seen earlier in the blog you know what a change that is!

I drove to Chicoutimi today for an appt and the Marguerite is now clear and full, and the far end of the Saguenay is now completely open as well.

There are three fishing boats still here for the urchin fishery and a third ferry arrived at the same time I did on my return on Sunday. I haven’t seen three running yet so I imagine another will go to Quebec to be fixed up for summer and still leave two here.

Alan saw belugas earlier in the month under Pointe Noire where we often see them but there have not been many. However we did see our first seal of the season as he came to play with the dogs who were swimming yesterday and he followed us along as we walked the beach.  In other wild life sightings, on my way home from Chicoutimi today myself and another car had to pull over and stop as a large moose cow and a young moose were running down the middle of the road in a panic!! They got to safety and I hope they stayed in the forest!!

The bay was its usual spectacular self this evening and we had our first drinks on the deck – what bliss. We are looking forward to the long weekend when family and friends will arrive. See you all soon and enjoy every minute of the sunshine! Jane

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Shannon in his favourite spot for looking at the view
Shannon in his favourite spot for looking at the view
Ahhh a sure sign of Summer chairs ready for a drink on the deck
Ahhh a sure sign of Spring –  chairs ready for a drink on the deck

The Spring Melt Begins…

This one is on its side on land but would have floated with the top flat.
This one is on its side on land but would have floated with the top flat.
I carved this one to look like someone I know.  Recognize yourself?
I carved this one to look like someone I know. Recognize yourself?
The future of wedding cakes.
The future of wedding cakes.
Beached.
Beached.
Icicles all over as it melts.
Icicles all over as it melts.
A sizeable rock has been picked right up by the ice which has then gotten on to another piece of ice.
A sizeable rock has been picked right up by the ice which has then gotten on to another piece of ice.

The ice continues to be fascinating as this is an exceptional year.  Now it is on the wane as the sun softens up the top and the tide eats away at the bottom.  The shapes that are left behind during the process are, in my mind, high art.

Enjoy your day, Alan

 

I don't know every rock on the beach but I have to think these ones have been rearranged like the previous one will be.
I don’t know every rock on the beach but I have to think these ones have been rearranged like the previous one will be.
I don't know how nature did that...
I don’t know how nature did that…
…but it makes a nice frame for Pointe Rouge!
…but it makes a nice frame for Pointe Rouge!
Doesn't this look like a Vendée Globe boat from behind on the starboard tack?  Yes it does.
Doesn’t this look like a Vendée Globe boat from behind on the starboard tack? Yes it does.
Security protection for the entrance to the Turcot path.  You try climbing up that ice!  I couldn't.
Security protection for the entrance to the Turcot path. You try climbing up that ice! I couldn’t.
He what?  He pushed me off just over one little hole in the carpet?
He what? He pushed me off over one little hole in the carpet?
Big overhangs as the water erodes the ice from underneath.
Big overhangs as the water erodes the ice from underneath.
This chunk is already collapsing.
This chunk is already collapsing.
I really should keep the dogs out of there!
I really should keep the dogs out of there!
My all time favorite.  The tide left it balanced perfectly...
My all time favorite. The tide left it balanced perfectly…
…but the next day it had flopped.
…but the next day it had flopped.
Hard aground.  I've done that.
Hard aground. (I’ve done that.)
Honeycomb.
Honeycomb.
Beautiful blue ice floe...
Beautiful blue ice floe…
…close up.
…close up.
First fishing boat of the season!
First fishing boat of the season!
Perhaps she's here a tad early.
Perhaps she’s here a tad early.
I'm glad my boat's not anchored there.
I’m glad my boat’s not anchored there.

A story about wind!!

As I write this note we have been pounded by a wild wind for about 30 some hours. it started late Saturday and since that time it has been between 87-109 km/hr according to Environment Canada. We had some small amount of snow so that has been blowing around just to add to the fun. We are the lucky ones in that we have not had the heavy, heavy snow of the Maritimes to contend with, but this wind is really something.

We started out an early weekend as Anne arrived from Calgary on Wednesday evening.  We walked around Point L’Islet and it was spectacular as usual and while the ice is changing rapidly it is still very present.

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beautiful piece of ice
beautiful piece of ice
Alan enjoying the beautiful sun
Alan enjoying the beautiful sun
large ice floes are still attached to the rocks on Point L'Islet
large ice floes are still attached to the rocks on Point L’Islet

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The rock itself is more clear than it has been - for the moment at least
The rock itself is more clear than it has been – for the moment at least
Sibs enjoying the sun
Sibs enjoying the sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then this crazy wind started on Saturday evening and it has persisted. Imagine this. Last night was garbage night so we hauled our bin out to the golf club as usual. However both sides of the road are piled high with snow and so we tucked the bin into a snowbank where it looked sort of safe. Our big fear was that the bin would not be there in the morning. So early today we went to  retrieve it and it was no where to be seen.  It could not have moved before emptying but when empty it was like a bullet. As the bin was being emptied several of the smaller bags of garbage were whipped away and we found 2 on the road just in front of Mike Skutezky’s house. Alan had to walk up the hill to the new house that is being constructed just below Alain Therrien’s place to find the bin.  As he was coming back down he let go of the bin to pick some garbage off the road, the bin tipped over again and the wind sent it sliding on the icy road  away from Alan. Unbelievable.

As we were watching some tv last night we felt our new strong house tremble – hard to imagine.  It really made me think about how the small islands and tin roof huts are hammered by 300 mile per hour winds ever survive.

On our walk this morning Alan took a video of the river to show how fast the ice is moving with the tide and the wind. It also gives you a sense of the noise as well. I have to post it on Facebook though as this site won’t support the video – phooey. Here are some stills though. There is lots of ice moving down river. As we took Anne to Bagotville yesterday (and that was a crazy trip up and back) we saw that the ice in the upper river is certainly beginning to break up, so I imagine we will see lots more days of ice as it moves back and forth with the tide.

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So another day in paradise begins. Keep warm wherever you are. Spring must be coming soon! Jane

Adele’s Beach

Red Point from the far side...
Red Point from the far side…
...with good looking guys in front.
…with good looking guys in front
Kevin and me holding ice on top of the well known boulder.
Kevin and me holding ice on top of the well known boulder.
Okay, it really didn't need our help.
Okay, it really didn’t need our help.
The ice gets very undercut at high tide when the water pushes into it.
The ice gets very undercut at high tide when the water pushes into it.
We went at low tide so we could walk on the beach in front of the ice.
We went at low tide so we could walk on the beach in front of the ice.
For some reason some bits of ice are very clear.
For some reason some bits of ice are very clear.
Here's two more bits of glassier ice.
Here’s two more bits of glassier ice.
Barb thinks she's scored...
Barb thinks she’s scored…
...so we gave her a trophy to add to her considerable collection!
…so we gave her a trophy to add to her considerable collection!

A favourite walk with the dogs from here is down the lower path to the top of Red Point and the tremendous view there, and then on down to the beach on the far side of the point where the dogs love to run.  With the cold winter there has been much more and thicker ice than usual so it is currently a maze of broken ice pans and bergy bits that I have found fascinating.  Barb and Kevin Dillon and I were down there Saturday for a look.

On top it is all quite flat but then quite a scramble over the edge to get to the beach on the water side of the ice.

Alan