Hurricane Season - You can run but you can't hide

After leaving Perce’ we continued our drive down the eastern coast of the Gaspe’ to Bonaventure. We camped in the municipal CG, a huge place right on the beach. I had hoped to canoe on the Bonaventure River but it was just not possible. Imagine, if you can, a corporation like the Nantahala Outdoor Center having complete control of the access and use of the Nantahala River. If you paddle it, you do so with their equipment and with their groups at their price. That is the case with the Cime Corporation on the Bonaventure. Like Maine, most of the interior of the Gaspe' is owned by huge private companies and the roads are private. We did get some information from locals about places that we could see the river and we drove on some interesting logging roads to do so.

We spent one day at the Miguasha Fossil site and it was pretty amazing. From this one cliff on the Strait, one of only two like it in the world, they have mined thousands of incredible fossils from the Devonian Period. Most are prehistoric fish forms some are huge and in three dimension. They are still actively digging there every summer. Their visitor center is very impressive and we enjoyed the walk to the site as well.

Despite the impending storm, we had a pleasant drive around the Quebec side of Chaleur Bay . Is just one village after another so is slow going. We crossed into New Brunswick at a place with the prosaic name of Tide Head. Not Ste. du Tide Head or Mont-sur-Tide Head, just plain Tide Head. I liked it. The road signs were in English too.

Looking for a place to shelter, we decided on Kouvhibouguac  (Koochie-boo-quack) National Park, south of Miramichi in NB. It is on the northeastern side of  North America and Hurricane Arthur was coming from the southwest, right up the Bay of Fundy. This part of NB lost power on Friday evening but us campers were ok. Butch filled up the fresh water tanks and we used the generator to make coffee. The winds were a little scary at times but the rain was the worst. It was constant and relentless, hour after hour after hour. Both Fredrickson and St. John NB had record rainfall and lots of flooding.

Sunday dawned bright and beautiful. We walked on the beach and dried our stuff out. Still no power at the Park though. We left this morning and are now on the Northumberland Strait in Nova Scotia at Pugwash NS. We are in one of those little Mom & Pop campgrounds that used to be somebody's hay field overlooking the Strait and right on the beach.  I found five or six nice pieces of sea glass in about an hour this afternoon. Now that we have internet again we can take a look at where we want to go next.