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Matane to Gaspe
It was a rainy night last night and the morning is a gray and foggy one. There is that damp chill in the air and we are ready for departure. Our run today is a short one but it takes us out into more of open water now fully influenced and fed by the northern Atlantic ocean. We have reached the point where the river ceases to be and the vastness of the ocean begins.
As we enter into the open waters we are greeted by big and long ground swells that are swaying the boat left and right till we turn and find ourselves more into the oncoming swells. This scenario is not a favorable one for me and definitely not one to go below at all. Looking out at the horizon and the beautiful shore lined with incredible master pieces of cliffs chiseled into forms and shapes of various nature, while revealing the exposed layers of millions of years into their creation, is a bit distracting for me.
As we move along this breath taking shore line so rugged revealing it’s true nature the skies are turning blue and the sun is coming through. If only the seas were not so rough we could go closer to investigate the crevices, caves and have an up-close picture of the majestic light house crowning the top of the turning point into the Bay of Gaspe. Nevertheless, the sights are spectacular and memorable. The other side of that rugged terrain presents itself as soft green rolling hills with meadows of purple flowers blooming and small towns emerging. As we move further into the Bay towards our resting point for tonight the swells give in and the calm waters begin. The view is just as spectacular and forever reaching. Here we even encounter an otter basking himself in the clear waters of the bay while observing the newcomers to it’s territory.
As we arrive at the marina and settle in for the night we also notice that our Canadian wifi has stopped working for us and it is very frustrating for now we only depend upon the wifi at each marina and those are very weak and you have to go to the marina building in order to connect. Keep that in mind for my blogs will be not timely any more till we have either resolved this issue or gotten to the US territory where we can connect again to the original wifi.
Since I am unable to add media at this point I promise to do so at a later date.
Till than greetings from Bay of Gaspe and than Bay de Chagrine, the Madlene islands and than Prince Edwrd island.
Up the Hudson to Rondout Yacht Basin, NY
Sunday morning just at sunrise the Contessa embarked on her northbound journey up the Hudson river. On board for this leg of the ride we are joined by Virginia Grace who is eagerly looking forward to refresh her childhood memories of times gone by. Her father used to take her and her siblings on this ride going up the Hudson and into the lake region a number of times. As she set up on the bow of the Contessa and simply immersed herself into the magnificent nature that the boat gently passed through, she looked like a little girl in her bliss. It was a perfectly created day for such an adventure. The skies were blue and the waters were calm displaying the urges of the hearts and souls present at that moment in time.
Just about lunch time we arrived at our marina in Kingston named Rondout. It is the best marina in town, my friend Simone said! We wondered what the others looked like? Nevertheless, it is perfectly situated in the valley between the hills, just down the river from the “High Falls” and has fuel, food and a pool. That, I understand is a luxury in this neighborhood. Kingston is surrounded by numerous small towns with their centuries old stone homes replicating the building structures and architecture of Holland and England. I can only imagine how pictures it is here in the fall when the canopies of trees turn into a palette of golden, red and yellow displays.
The next morning of our visit to Kingston my friend Simone came to get us and take us to her spa, Simhara for a day of relaxation and rejuvenation. The spa is only open Thursday through Sunday but she made sure that we would get to experience all the wonderful treatments she has to offer including her crystal bed of John of God. Simhara is an centuries old Dutch stone house situated on a large property of rolling hills, trees of majestic stature and a spring fed lake. Not to forget that there also is a vortex, a portal to a world of love and light awaiting those that are ready to embark on a journey long forgotten but available again.
Thank you Simone for a healing and rejuvenating day orchestrated by two of your fabulous therapists, Shirley and Ron.
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