I decided to bypass Tadoussac and take a road to Lac St Jean I had not taken the time we drove thru here in 2011. I'm glad we did. Nothing better than a road not taken before.
When I arrived early at Lac St Jean, I thought at first of moving on to Chibagamou, but decided against it. My rule is, don't push it. The journey is more important than reaching any destination but home.
I asked for and got the camp site we stayed in in this splendid camp in 2011, number 146. It opens up to a huge stone veranda that runs along the edge of a small river. The sounds of a bubbling river, of rain on a tent, and the ocean waves crashing on the shore, all of which we will experience on this trip.
I picked up some ground sirloin steak for Donner on the way here for $7 and tried my hand at it. That he ate all of it with a cup of rice is a testament to my cooking. Sure beats $24 a day. While he dined and that, i had a my small V8 juice and little rice with a small can of salmon, but Donner got half of that for his second course.
The Defender performed splendidly today, and recharged most of my devices. I am regaining the confidence I had in it before.
Good news to report. I found my missing fork (it was in Donner's daily food box for some reason) and also the missing red solar charger (it was under Donner's bed in the tent). I am beginning to see a pattern.
Below is a photo of our new campsite...although rain is not in the forecast, just in case, the tarp on the left covers our picnic table, and the one on the right is hung off the back of the Donner so nothing gets wet when we loading. Donner is in his usual recliner.
Tomorrow, Chibagamou.
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