So this time it’s for real, I’m pulling the plug on this pleasant project, this hopeful hobby. The costs are hard to justify and I really don’t write enough. So here’s one last post, which will also have to be a Merry Christmas card since Canada Post is still on strike until Tuesday. Also, I think it has been a weird year all around, and by weird I mean not that great, so I wanted to reach out with an e-hug for all of you. Here it is.
Turns out I was wrong, we do have videos from the Percé trip. They are a little rough, but they give you a feel for the waters around “le rocher Percé” and Bonaventure island.
Famed for its pierced rock, an ancient outcrop probably once linked to Bonaventure island, Percé is as far east as you can go on the south bank of the St-Lawrence river. It is not quite the Atlantic, it’s the gulf of St-Lawrence, but that did not stop u-boats from hunting in those waters during WW2.
Buckle up compadres, it’s been a while so this might be a long and bumpy one.
I came extremely close this autumn to putting the key in the door of this blog/mini vanity project and throwing the (biodegradable) key into an unnamed abyss. After all, there are costs and no matter how much I enjoy writing (you should give it a go, it’s really fun) in the context of my days it started to feel a little bit frivolous. maybe even wasteful. Plus I see most of you on a regular basis, so it’s not like you need my long winded prose to stay in touch.
I had not realized how much I missed the Ocean, or as I call Her, the Mysterious Lady of the Sea. After the Guadeloupe mini debacle, debacle is a strong word (though I feel we did get mini fucked over by the travel insurance that comes with our gold titanium diamond superhero credit card), we had to plan B in a hurry, sort of like the morning after too great a party. As we were cancelling trip number one due to mild civil unrest, I received a promotional email from a place we dove with previously on Cozumel. At the same time, a friend sent us an advertisement for a good deal on a resort on that very same island. I think Cozumel, the Island of Swallows, wanted us back. Since burning tires at crossroads kept us from the French Antilles, Mexico it would be. Avast me hearties!
At the tail end of summer 2019, after the Indian Ocean peregrinations, (here’s a sample, with manta rays towards the end), we went scuba diving for scallops in New Brunswick, and yes, it was as AWESOME as it sounds.
We had a great time, and had planned to go back in 2020, but you can guess what happened. Hopefully this year will be different. The bayside cottage (with grill, we are not savages) is already reserved, has been since 2019, and I must say the owners of the Motel & Chalets Acadien were very cool about this whole global debacle thing and moneys and what not). We have our very own not rented dry suits this year and a bit more cold water experience. We are keeping our fingers crossed that provincial boundaries may be as well.