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Fermont

The town that I am working from now is called Fermont which was built in 1970 to develop a massive iron mine in the middle of nowhere. The architects decided to use a design that had been previously used in nordic countries. They basically built a 1.3km long 4 story building to house workers, school, shopping, offices, hospital... the building covers the northern part of town which partially blocks the dominant wind. How do you build a driving range when flat, non-swampy ground is not available? You shoot the floating golf balls over open water of course.

Black Flies

Daddy is in Fermont and is working very hard looking at rocks. When we get on the hill to get some mapping done we are welcomed by some friends. Lets just say that great-gran Isabel couldn't work here (biting insects are attracted to her).

BIC scenery

La ferme Rioux. You would think I would be looking at the rocks. Not on vacation I'm not.

BIC Wildlife

The common seal taking in the sun on the 2 rocks in the bottom of the photo Bambi and Mum not bothered by the humans nearby. The most dangerous of all beasts in this region; it is commonly spotted carrying its prey with it (a Bun-Bun in this case).

Camp Food

Most of the meals we ate were very healthy and natural but those weren't the most fun ones... Smores Before Smores After Chocolate Monster Hot Chocolate and Popcorn (note Alice chanting in the background)

Famous rappers J-Bird and D-Nibs

Janette and Dave arrived at dusk and were quick to get unpacked so they could get some campfire time in before bed. Beach-Combers. Relic is wearing the orange back-pack. Thats not my hat!!!

BIC camping

We arrived at a this coastal provincial parc after a 7 hour drive to find the most pituresque location and many trails that were perfect for our family. We were lucky to be joined by Janette and Dave who drove a similar distance to meet us. The only gorilla in that mist is Daddy. Lots of trails to be conquered and we had the bycicle limosine to get us around. The first big hill of the day. Lucy was especially brave and needed no coaxing to go up or down this mammoth. Low tide means treasures galore (deadwood, seashells, seaweed, garbage...)