Havre Saint-Pierre

which is obviously in Quebec.

Arriving reasonably early in the morning, George and I headed for the tender about 1000 figuring to let the crowds get ahead of us as well as those going on some kind of tour. Looking at the map,  Wikipedia for the area and the sort of information from last night’s port talk, it seemed a place easy to walk around and explore on our own.

We spotted what was either a harbor porpoise or minke whale on the way in. I didn’t see fin or tail, just a large black back as it was diving down and away from our tender. No photo was taken, sorry.

Taking a bit of a hike around town, I noticed a couple of things –

First, the blue moose. No clue why, but not small.

Secondly –

all the fire hydrants had a sign right next to them with a number. I haven’t seen this before, but it would make reporting something pretty specific.  The same numbering occurred along the promenade –

where all the lights are numbered as well.

There is a local cultural centre which is sort of a museum giving a history of the Acadians who relocated to the area in 1857. I had to drag out my extremely rusty French to read my way through the exhibits. One of the others from the ship (a fluent French speaker) said later he was having a bit of a challenge with the local dialect so I didn’t feel quite as bad.

Meanwhile – there was this four harness loom –

which was almost two meters wide and yes, that is two sets of treadles.

What was probably the original town switch board –

and several items in an area that was clearly labeled for women’s work –

There was section that discussed the original fishing industry and then the onset of mining  (iron ore and titanium) which has continued to today. I didn’t see much on schooling but there was extensive sections on various aspects of the parish.

We headed back to the ship in time for lunch. Late afternoon, we were treated to a short concert by the Keven Landry Duo. They are findable both on YouTube and Apple Music.

Meanwhile, I am skipping dinner (no, I am not interested in a Galley Market. If I wanted to stand in line for a buffet I wouldn’t be looking for a nice sit down dinner with my husband). George elected to stay and joined some friends. I am about to join a stitching zoom then will probably hit up room service once they have recovered from the “fun” of dinner…