Rising To The Road | Cap-Bon-Ami and Des Rosiers Beach in Gaspé's Forillon National Park
Camping, hiking, biking and picnicking in Forillon National Park
While we knew we wanted to visit and stay in Gaspé's Forillon National Park, we weren't aware that two of its three campgrounds had just closed for the season (seeing as we departed late, just after the Labor Day weekend). Yes, we are flying by the seat of our pants, each and every day.
Luckily, one section of the park, Des Rosiers, was still open to campers and we couldn't complain when we pulled up into this peaceful spot with a peekaboo view of the water (we have somehow found waterfront sites more often than not, and usually for not much — if any — additional money because it's off-season everywhere). We were also happy to have electricity for our first foray into the wild. We'd be mostly fine without it, since the most important parts and pieces of our trailer run on gas, but on that loop, we didn't want to run out of gas. And we didn't yet know how long we had per tank (it's about three weeks, depending on how much we have to run the heating, thus why we're sunshine chasers). However, now that run out and refilled our tanks, and realized it's both easy and cheap, we don't worry about such things anymore. The first of anything is scary in its unfamiliarity.
After our morning biking and hiking along Les Graves Trail to Land's End, we wanted a chill afternoon picnic to top it off before afternoon down time (given my little collapse the day before, we were taking it demi-easy). So we packed up and headed for Cap-Bon-Ami, just down the road from Des Rosiers. With its beautiful cliffiside overlooks, beach below and surrounding hikes, we could have spent an entire day or more there. But lunch and a short hike down to take in the absolutely gorgeous views that the Gaspé Peninsula has to offer had to suffice for this visit (really, it's hard to comprehend such beauty, but should not be questioned!).
The next morning, our little human alarm clock awoke us before dawn, so we decided to seize the day and make a run for the beach that ran along Des Rosiers. We made coffee in a hurry and beelined to the beach, just in time to see the sun rise over the horizon. We sipped our java and I walked around snapping photos. I got particularly stuck on some driftwood and playing with what I've learned so far. Nature is the most creative inspirer.
Then, even so lightly, it began to sprinkle, so we packed up and headed back, grateful to have started our day with Mama Nature.