The weather and riding today made up for our rather “bumpy” start to our trip.  We managed to get off much quicker than expected even with the repair job to my brake pedal.  We navigated out of the Quebec City region and on to the 132.  Quaint little villages with old stone homes, huge Catholic churches and glimpses of the Fleuve – the St. Lawrence Seaway (the “Sea” as advertised on a lot of the signs).

We were tooting along quite nicely and all of a sudden we saw a sign with an old motorcycle and “musee” under the sign.  Well, we had to go back.  It was a motorcycle museum made up of motorcycles collected by two brothers over the last 30 years or so.  It was amazing!  Well worth the entrance fee for motorcycle nuts like us.

After our visit to the museum, we were back on the 132.  We were impressed with the curvy roads even through farmland areas.  In Ontario, we normally have straight roads through farming land.  Very pleasant driving with mountains and rocky outcrops just popping up here and there.

Jeremy learned a new French word today – Gite (Bed & Breakfast) – and enjoyed practicing it every time he saw a bed and breakfast sign.  There are a lot of Bed & Breakfast establishments on the 132!

After deciding that the Theri-Bel Restaurant might be a bad idea, we stopped for a late lunch/early supper at the Gondolier on the outskirts of Rimouski.   We ordered their namesake pizza.  Oh, my goodness!  There were so many toppings they actually add the onions and shrimp and olives after baking the pizza.  Raw onions add a kind of interesting flavour to pizza.  A whole onion or two on the pizza was a little much for us, but we just removed some before eating.

At Cap-Chat we admired the wind turbines and how a blue heron managed to navigate through them without being hit, but were perplexed by the big eye-thing in amongst them.  Does anyone know what it is?  And does anyone know why it is called Cap-Chat?  Jeremy has a theory involving “cat”-a-pults and the sea . . .

We decided it was time to stop for the night.  We picked a random campground just in time for sunset – Camping Au Bord De La Mer Restaurant Homard.   We basically camped in a field beside the St. Lawrence.   We were still full of the Gondolier so we did not try the “homard” (lobster) supper.  We did have a beverage on their little heated patio, though, as the sun sunk below the water.  Nice little spot to find just by chance.

Good day.  Did not fall down.  Did not run out of gas even once!