Quebec Vacation - Part 3

On Monday and Tuesday nights we stayed in another national park, parc National de Jacques-Cartier.  This was another beautiful park, in the mountains, lots of trees, lakes, and rivers.  And wildlife!

 

On Tuesday morning, we were just ready to eat breakfast when we noticed that the campers across the road were clearly seeing something in the bushes.  A few minutes later they came by, armed with an enormous camera, and told us there was a moose in the bush.   They were French, and we were most impressed that they knew the English word for 'moose' - I don't know what a moose is called in French!

 

We could not see the moose clearly, as he was in the woods, so there were a lot of trees in the way, but we had plenty of time to observe him, helping himself to his breakfast.  It was a male moose with a full antler set and a "beard".  They sure are big creatures! 

 

After awhile, we left the moose to his breakfast, and went back to our own breakfast.  Then we headed back into Quebec City.  On this day, we planned to spend some time in old Quebec, seeing what there was to see.

What there was to see was narrow cobblestone streets, old, buildings, the city wall, and lots of restaurants and shops.  It was a really neat place, and a very European flavour to it all.  Including a 'foreign' language! :)

In the picture below is the restaurant where we had lunch - we wanted to eat on a cobblestone street!

 

We also wanted to go see the Montmorency water fall, which is not far from old Quebec City, so we headed there next.  We parked at the top of the falls, but there is the opportunity to take stairs down to the bottom.  We opted against the stairs - just look at them all!

The waterfall itself.

 

Then we headed back to our campsite; the park was about 45 minutes north of Quebec City.  We were running low on food, so we ventured into a grocery store to pick up some items.  Everything in Quebec is very French.  Neither Rob and I can claim any fluency in the language; I studied it in highschool (which was many years ago) and Rob had only studied it a bit in grade school.  However, we never really had any trouble.  In the stores and parks, people switched to English readily, although some definitely knew more than others.  For basic needs, I know the vocabulary to communicate even if I can't string sentences together, but there never really was any need for that.

 

This last picture below is along the road in parc National de Jacques-Cartier, on our way back to our campsite.