Grand Metis Flower Gardens

Quebec
June 28, ‘82

It’s 6 AM and I’m sitting in the kitchen of the youth hostel in
Matane, drinking coffee. Out the window is a beautiful view of the
St. Lawrence Seaway. I think the clouds will burn off as the day
progresses, but right now it’s pretty overcast. So far the bicycling
has been excellent– sun, wind at my back, and beautiful scenery. I
do not have a routine yet. The next youth hostel is 90 miles down the
highway. Maybe my routine is about to begin.

June 29

Today it’s been overcast and wet—just a little sunshine. With a 15
mile per hour wind in my face it soon became apparent that I would not
make it to the youth hostel, so I set up camp alongside some power
lines. I have a nice view of the St. Lawrence Seaway, but the black
flies are bad, so here I sit in my tent, unable to move, and looking
forward to turning in early.

When I biked out of Matane, as I crossed the river, I counted 15 fly
fishermen. It was the last day of the town’s shrimp festival. Last
night, I happened upon a group of musicians playing French Canadian music in
the town center. I think I’m really getting a feel for that music. I
like it. Oh, and I don’t want to forget to mention the flower gardens
of Grand Metis. They were absolutely gorgeous. Rows upon rows of
yellows, reds, blues, you name it, the most beautiful flowers I have
ever seen. To bad the weather didn’t cooperate. Also, in Mont St.
Pierre a huge cliff overlooking the water provided a platform for hand
glider take offs. I watched from a distance as a couple went airborne.
The town itself was nestled in a cove between two large mountains—very
beautiful.

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About bwinwnbwi

About me: Marvin Gaye’s song, "What’s Going On" was playing on the jukebox when I went up to the counter and bought another cup of coffee. When I got back, the painting on the wall next to where I was sitting jumped out at me, the same way it had done many times before. On it was written a diatribe on creativity. It was the quote at the bottom, though, that brought me back to this seat time after time. The quote had to do with infinity; it went something like this: Think of yourself as being in that place where infinity comes together in a point; where the infinite past and the infinite future meet, where you are at right now. The quote was attributed to Hermann Hesse, but I didn’t remember reading it in any of the books that I had read by him, so I went out and bought Hesse’s last novel, Magister Ludi. I haven’t found the quote yet, but I haven't tired of looking for it either.
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