Day 6 - Sunday morning in Ottawa (the people)

 

 

 

 

 

Mass over, the faithful "out", the tourists "in".

Day 6 - Strolling around downtown Ottawa

 

 

 

Rideau Canal locks.

 

 

National Gallery with appropriately creative covering for construction works.

The Cathedral with an amphibious bus in the foreground.
We had seen it earlier cruising on the river (i.e. the bus, not the cathedral).

Day 6 - Sunday market in Ottawa

Speciality fruit and vegetable shops.
 

Value adding too. John savouring the aroma of maple herbal tea (soon to become a rather pleasant nightcap).

Craft items too.

 

and bakery.

A passionate jewellery maker and source of a new set of dichroic glass earings and pendant for Beth.

 

Days 5 & 6 - Gatineau - Automotive matters

Square traffic lights? Later research on the internet revealed that Quebec Province is installing square red STOP, triangular amber CAUTION and round green GO traffic lights to assist colour blind drivers.


A visual diversion by a busy intersection.

"Mustangs" on show. A group of Mustang enthuisiasts shared our motel over the weekend.
 

Day 5 - Gatineau - A walk before tea.

All of the following were taken in the vicinity of our motel during a late afternoon walk before having tea.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 5 - Gatineau & hinterland

Our motel in Gatineau - welcoming, clean, comfortable - what more does one want?

A trip north to visit Val-des-Monts, where we had considered booking a lakeside cottage but considered too long and missed it. It is a region of small townships, pleasant agricultural country and lakes. Unfortunately most of the lakes seemed to be surrounded by private properties leaving little public access.

 

 

 

 

 

Day 4 - Frontinac Provincial Park on the way to Gatineau

The day was perfect, the road quiet, a park ranger outstandingly helpful and the park beautiful.
We walked for two hours over some eight kms of moderately demanding but very rewarding terrian, without seeing another person.
Traffic conditions changed as we drove into Ottawa and over the river to Gatineau. A wrong turning over the wrong bridge found us in the wrong place at the wrong time (heavy Friday afternoon traffic) and John briefly on the wrong side of a minor road (to the mild alarm of some locals). However, we eventually got it sorted out and found our way to the motel.