On the way to the peninsula, we took another small break and walk in the Kouchibouguac National Park. In the mud we could clearly see fresh tracks of moose. Unfortunately, we were again driven completely crazy by the mosquitoes and no moose showed up.
Via Dalhousie we left the province of New Brunswick and in the town of Campelton we crossed the bridge to the third province, Quebec. We knew that Quebec is the French speaking province in Canada. Where in New Brunswick the information is still given on signs in two languages, in Quebec they make no effort to show their English speaking countrymen the way. It is only French that counts. Also at the ‘tourist information’ they only speak “a little bit” English.
We turned right and began 400 kilometers of coastal road around the Gaspé Peninsula. Some stretches reminded us of the Cabot Trail, an up-and-down road past steep cliffs and a constant view over the water. In touristy Percé, a small table mountain rises out of the water directly off the coast. The large hole on one side of the rock makes it a popular photo motif. The large colony of Gannets hiding on nearby Bonaventure Island also showed up in large numbers, literally crowding into the water during their diving flights in search of food.