Scene at Camping du Phare
Gaspésie's most perfect campground overlooks Percé and its rock, the Île Bonaventure and the serene sea
We really lucked out in the accommodations department of our Canadian loop. My Love researched our path and Camping du Phare was on his list. As we drove onto the Québec Maritime from New Brunswick, My Love handed me the number and asked me to make a reservation. Not thinking, and despite hearing the accent that answered the phone, I launched into my request in English before realizing that we were in French Canadian country now. And I speak French. Not perfectly, but perfectly well to get by. From then on, I made myself practice.
We pulled in to Camping du Phare after a long day of driving. We were thirty minutes later than we'd estimated and no one was there to receive us. We knocked. We called. We couldn't see anything in the park black dark of night and we were exhausted. So we gave up and plugged in to the closest site to the Accueil (reception) for the night. After all, we'd made the reservation and when camping, you are charged regardless if you make it to the campground in time.
It wasn't until the next morning that we properly took in the stunning view around us. We waited for the owner to show up (at 11 AM) so we could move to our proper site, and he kindly gave us the most incredible site on the property (the perks of visiting during the after-season). It was an unobstructed corner site facing the Rocher du Percé and IÎle Bonaventure. In fact, it was the site that everyone — from fellow campers to perfect strangers who pulled in off the road to see the view — visited to take photos.
We spent three blissful nights exploring the town, hiking the island and getting up close and personal to the rock. We cooked mussels and fish/shrimp tacos in the trailer. We relaxed, and as it got colder around us, we realized we had to hit the road and finish the Maritime because the sun was heading south. And so, then, were we.