GREAT ESCAPE #2: Night Lights

GREAT ESCAPE #2: Night Lights

Québec City at night is magical…
Part of our reason for the venture this time…
…the waterfront light show on the Bunge silos…

 

…the permanent show being Aurora Borealis…

 

 
…and the last
Image Mill…
the largest display of its kind…
a tribute to Norman McLaren
for his contribution to animation cinema
who received throughout his career
an impressive number of awards
including an Oscar and Palme d’Or
…we watched this from our cockpit…
…in our pyjamas…
sipping a fine single malt…
GREAT ESCAPE #2: A Stroll Around the Village

GREAT ESCAPE #2: A Stroll Around the Village

Beautiful Québec…

 

…with its parks…

 

 

 

…and colourful cobbled streets…

 

 

…flower shops…
 
 

 

…and countless ‘terrasses’…

 

 

…how could we not stop for a ‘pichet’ of sangria…

 

 

 

 

Then there was the fresh market just steps from the marina.

Never again will I provision for a boat trip to Québec City.

Absolutely everything one would want was within a few minutes walk…

 

 

 

 

…artisan crafts…
 
 
 
 

…and my favourite…

 

 

 

 

…fruits and vegetables from local farms…

 
 
 
 
 
Our take home treasures…
…fresh farm eggs…
 
 
 
 
 
…fresh corn from Neuville…
François claims it is the best
…and it was!!!
 
 
 

 

…crab legs…
 
 
 
 
…and what would a trip to a market in Old Québec be without a fresh baguette…
…perfectly crunchy on the outside
…chewy on the inside…
 
 
 
…heavenly with some Camembert
and
un verre de rouge..
 
n’est-ce pas?…
 
 
 

 

 

 

GREAT ESCAPE #2: Wherever we may go

“A tourist remains an outsider throughout his visit;

but a sailor is part of the local scene from the moment he arrives”.

~ Ann Davison ~

So true isn’t it?

You can walk down a street of a large city,

or even in your own city

and rarely anyone greets you or looks you in the eye.

A funny side story –

when I first moved from the east coast to Montreal,

Francois took me by the hand and said:

“Now Kathy, you can’t just say ‘hello’ to everyone you meet”

and remember the law of the jungle: ‘never look the monkey in the eye’.”

But arrive at any marina and I bet you won’t be there more than 20 minutes

regardless of language spoken, type or size of boat…

someone will pass and strike up a conversation…

…commenting on the name of your boat…

…’where are you from?’…

…’want some help’?…

‘yes, she is pretty isn’t she?’…

It’s the commonality that binds all sailors together.

We have now been to 5 different marinas and it’s always the same.

The most recent was when we had to make an emergency stop in bad weather

at a tiny marina of not more than a dozen boats.

A lovely young lady answered our rather distressed call:

“Marina this is RED – require dock for night – please respond”..

On arrival, she helped us dock, made us a pot of fresh coffee.

One of the marina owners who happened to be there,

offered to take us to the local market if we needed provisions.

Thankfully we had kept to our provision strategy of +20%.

We also had reserved a berth at Trois-Rivières that night

so when Francois called to let them know we wouldn’t be able to keep our reservation,

they had been worried about us and thankful that we were all right

as the weather there was even worse than at our location.

No special pictures to accompany this post.

Just two sailors, happy to have become a part of this wonderful community…