Leaving Glens Falls by 6:30, we followed the secondary road of Route 9 through the Adirondack State Park – a drive that very much had the feeling of the movie “Dirty Dancing” with the lakes and the lodges and the beautiful little towns. At Schroon we stopped to mail a package and walked the streets at 8:30 a.m. -- during the morning wake-up call. I couldn’t resist taking a video of a store window full of little solar dancers. I named the video “Dirty Dancing”. Eventually we were following along Lake Champlain all the way until we reached the jump-off portal to enter Canada.
Nobody was too concerned about security at the border – even pulling a 23’ Airstream that might have been packed with all kinds of contraband. One minute of questions about our length of stay and the food we were bringing in, but no comments at all about the dog in the back seat! Tom should have brought a few more 6-packs at the grocery yesterday!
Immediately we stopped and exchanged some money for the color-infused Canadian currency. There was a momentary confusion of conversions when Tom set the truck systems to the metric option, and everything, including our outdoor temperature reading, switched over. Yesterday we had been at 94 degrees, and today early afternoon we were at 20 degrees centigrade; that translates to mid-60’s Fahrenheit! And, today the speed limit had changed to 100 --- kilometers per mile!
We really poked along after lunch but on this particular portion of the trip the back-roads were not worth it – bumpy and not much scenery. We changed tactics and got back on a major road and made it into Quebec by 4:30. We set up in a KOA with full hook-ups, and began exploring all the tour options for “Old Quebec”.
After supper, we jumped in the truck and headed to old town Quebec right along the St. Lawrence Seaway. Never afraid to tackle the city, Tom took it head-on even knowing that there was a city festival going on, and some streets would be blocked off. No problem, Tom had a general idea of where to go, and the traffic of people on foot was more of a problem than vehicle traffic. We had a nice first view of the old downtown proper which, back at the Silvermine, led to a good planning strategy for Friday's all day excursion.
We don’t go camping any more . . . we go ‘streamin’ ! The “SIlvermine and His” is our 2016 23' Airstream, and ‘streamin’ is the name we use to describe our adventures. Stream along as we document everything from weekend trips to longer summer excursions and full-blown vacations. You know what they say: if you’re not in an Airstream – you’re just camping!
Tom & Ella Brown