Roadrunner wrote:
Where Poets Feel At home..
Here let me introduce you to Charlevoix, County, Québec, known by we who inhabit Québec and although we find it special, the tourists, the few who make it past Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupré where miracles seem to take place upon asking, those people are not really exploring tourists they are what I call, Route 138 tourists which means what it says
they are glued on that road and miss so much. For tourists, the 138 means a stop at Montmorency Falls, just a few miles east of Québec City, then off for a miracle at Sainte Annes, the one blessed theyre off for the Casino in Pointe-au-Pic and then to finalize their stay, a whale watch out of Saint-Siméon, Baie-Sainte-Catherine or for the braver, taking the ferry across the Saguenay River estuary to Tadoussac.
Photographers, writers, poets and artists will find a nesting place here for, besides that mill town named Clermont, I have never seen an ugly place in that whole county. Seriously and Ive done through and through time and again. This is sadly a short story because I could take you on a very nice trip for many pages here and through four seasons also.
It is mountainous through out the entire county and they drop square into the estuary of the St. Lawrence River, and it borders on the east side, the Saguenay River, which is a fjord, just to give you an idea. There are roads leaning at up to 22% and it is a no big deal there whilst tourists are scratching their heads on how to handle them. You can be sitting on a pier under sunlight and then drive a half mile up the road and be in mountain fog that shuts everything down. It happened to me yesterday in a village called Port-au-Persil.
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