Sunday Morning in Toudasc

It's already 10:44 Sunday, and we are still in Toudasac sitting high on the cliff overlooking the town. We've had breakfast twice and are about ready toleave. Last night we had an awsome time visiting next door with our nieghbours around the fire. It's the first fire we've sat around since we started our trip. Only one of the six of them spoke English, although some could speak really broken English. That's the way it is around here, the only language people speak is French Canadian and many don't know any English at all. They also have distinct manerisms of their own and you definitely know that they have their own culture. I don't think the rest of us Canadians give them enough credit for that. I think it's a rich cultural heritage and we should be proud that they are a part of Canada.

Today we hope to head to Baie-Comeau. First I'm going to dump our tanks, and take on fresh water, and then we want to take a short detour to take some piks of the dunes at the beach we went to yesterday and then it's heading down the road. Stay tuned.Here's a favourite Pik of mine for the day