Rising To The Road | Percé's Île Bonaventure
Home to the Northern Gannets, some seals and perhaps the spirit of a pirate
When we woke up that day, it was a bright and sunny but bitterly cold morning. The first of its kind for the season, and the first to alert us that perhaps we would need to put the pedal a little closer to the metal and head south sooner than we anticipated. But the temperatures did not freeze our excitement for the day ahead, nor our plans to explore the island over which the sun rose early each morning out the window on my side of the bed, Île Bonaventure.
So, we bundled up under layers of clothing, tugged on hats and mittens and headed into the tiny, beautiful, blink-and-you-will-miss-it Québecois town of Percé.
We braved the cold to sit atop an open boat across the Gulf of St. Lawrence out to the island's national park, first riding past the famed and impressive Rocher de Percé (Percé Rock), then circling the island to dock.
If there's one thing I will remember until my dying day about this island, it is the birds. The Northern Gannet colony that sits atop the island is visible from below, so we saw them flying above from the boat, while fifteen seals swam around below.
But it wasn't until we hiked up to their colony that I really took in what I was seeing. A ridiculous amount of birds. So many birds. Hundreds (thousands?) of birds. And their interestingly aggressive, yet affectionate behaviors. They're a weird bunch, I tell ya, but a bunch I highly recommend observing yourself one day.