4. Saturday in Gatineau
Early
morning, like always, the Club took another ride around the area. Missing for
this ride were Carol and I and some other folks, like Ken, who did not feel
well. Carol and I had ‘other’ plans. Carol had found a ‘garden’ show on line
and she told Mike about it, but no one else was interested in visiting this
garden exhibition.
Well,
Carol and I, after our hotel breakfast, walked to the bus station near the
hotel to take the local bus to the garden show. It was a special exhibition
sponsored by Canada in conjunction with the Chinese Tourist Government Bureau.
The
bus ride was CAN $3.80 dollars each and we had to buy the tickets at the gas
station store, near the bus stop. All you have to do is ask and people will
show you or tell you where to go. I bought 4 tickets, since we had to come back
that way, too. Once on the bus we knew we had to count 8 stops and then get
off, but I lost count and had to ask the bus driver. Remember, this is a French
speaking province. I was not perfect but I made an effort and I got a polite
answer back from the bus driver (in English) that he would tell us when we
arrive. I find public transportation in a new or strange town a very good way
to get around. If we really get lost we can always take a taxi or Uber back to
the Motel, right?
The
admission to the show was CAN $18.00 each but it was well worth it.
MosaicCulture was the name of the exhibition at Parc
Jacques-Cartier. I have been to this
park before, but in the winter. In the winter the whole park is converted into
a winter wonderland. Snow sculptures, ice slides and snow games will greet you
then, but in the summer,
wow, what a display of topiary. It is just amazing to
see how dedicated those gardeners are and how they love and tend to their
bushes, trees and plants. I was stunned as I walked the first few minutes
through this park. I could not believe the vistas, the views, the displays.
This topiary is an art form I knew very little about, but I learned quickly, it
was fantastic.
Close Up of Anne - Even the Hair Is Some Kind of Grass |
Why
our Club did not want to see this I don’t understand.
Carol told the Club ahead
of time about this place, but nobody picked up on her words or her
writings…well, it was their loss. This was an astounding display of plantings
and besides that there was entertainment, too. Even a small food court was near
if you felt hungry. Small tables under shady trees added to the ambiance. It
could not have been better. Fields of yellow flowers; blue and green plants representing
water or waves; a ‘tree’ full of exotic birds, a display erected by the Chinese
contingent “Joyful Celebration of Nine Lions’ as well as “Blessing of the Good
Omen Dragons”. Most of the underlying theme was ‘Canada’, naturally.
Even the Manes and Tails Are Some Kind of Grasses |
Blessing of the Good Omen Dragons |
Monks Are Blessing the Dragons |
The Voyageur (Coureurs des Bois) I liked a lot. But the ‘Man who planted Trees’ made me smile, I love his dog.
Hands
down the best Topiary was ‘Mother Earth’ or as the First Nation here calls her
“Aataentsic”.
But
I liked the Buffalo, too…ah, the whole of it was just outstanding and amazing,
I truly wish you could have seen it. It was a one of a kind exhibition and yes,
it beats riding around and seeing nothing by a mile.
Mother Earth With a Fawn Walking Out of Her Left Hand and a Bald Eagle Drinking From Her Right |
Le Voyageur On a River of Purple Flowers |
The Man Who Planted Trees - His Beard Is Long Grass |
This
show might be in your neighborhood someplace, if it is…go there, it’s great!
We
caught the bus back to the Hotel right in front of the exhibition, it could not
have been easier and when we got off the bus we saw ‘La Creppa’, a French diner. Well, this place
too was great. We noticed it was a very busy place (people were lined up out
the door) when we went to the Topiary show in the early am, but for our late
lunch we walked right in. Carol loved her fruit filled crepe; I had the
assortment of cold cuts and cheeses.
Half a Fruit Filled Crepe |
This
place was immediately next to the Motel, yet for dinner the Club opted to visit
‘Auld Dubliner Pour House’ Pub in the ByWard Market section of Ottawa.
The
whole Club took several taxis to the front of the Parliament Buildings, walked
around the eternal flame and explored the grounds but it was too late to go inside the Buildings.
Like I said, I have been to Ottawa before and I took a long tour to see the
inside of this Building complex. Again, if ever you come to Ottawa, this is a
must tour you have to take. Seldom have I seen a building that was so carefully
built, so well thought out, so well taken care of in every small detail. Canada
has wonderful Parliament buildings.
Right
next to this complex of government buildings is the beginning and the locks of the
Rideau Canal. It
is a hand dug canal of a bit more than 200 km in length built around 1830. It
was a military defense setup to move troops from Ottawa to Lake Ontario but in
all its history, the Canal was never used for that.
Today this navigable
waterway is used for small pleasure boats as recreation but most of it is
closed in winter. However, 7.8 km of the Canal becomes the longest skating rink in the world and Carol has skated that entire length. Naturally it needs to be
cracking cold, but for Canada cold winters are the norm.
Mmmmm Good |
The
ByWard Market section of Ottawa is a famous, old area that has lots of tourist
shops. I believe you can find anything in the world right here. There seems to
be a shop or boutique on every corner and in between. I needed a new SIM card
for the camera, the old SIM was full, yes, no problem, a variety store even had
an assortment of SIMs.
Like
I said, this area has everything… but, you need to walk around and look, there
are so many items offered that you could spend days walking about.
After
dinner the Club walked through some of these streets but Carol and I took the
taxi back to the hotel, we had had enough ‘new’ for one day.
ByWard Market |
The
visit with Laura was memorable, too.
But
it is now time to leave our travels for a bit and we need to get back to our
daily routine in Toronto.
We
rode out of Gatineau early Sunday morning.
For
this Sunday we just had breakfast at the Motel, and then took all highways to
Toronto.
It
was good to leave Gatineau on a Sunday, the traffic was light, and the roads were
‘fairly’ empty. We left around 8 am and arrived at home about 2.00 pm, so a
good 5 hours of riding and a 1 hour stop for coffee, gasoline and lunch along
the way.
So
now I am finished writing blogs for a bit…. I have no clue where I will go
next.
I
will write about it if and when it happens.
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