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2018 07-14 Ste. Flavie


We arrived in Ste. Flavie yesterday (7/13).  Joe and Jeff drove 12 hours from Poughkeepsie, NY because HP was also arriving the same day.  HP, from Switzerland, cycled 400 miles from Montréal for the start of our trip around Gaspe.  
After some warm greetings, we had dinner and then spent some time over a bottle of wine before calling it a day. 

We woke to overcast skies but Joe and Jeff decided to get on their bikes and ride 6.5 miles east to the famed Reford Gardens.  HP used the day to rest and get ready for the remainder of our adventure. 

Reford Gardens has 3,000 species of native and exotic plants in 18 gardens as well as many sculptures both traditional and modern.  According to our guide book, it is “the most renowned and internationally recognized gardens in North America.”  While, we don’t know if this is a valid claim, the gardens were spectacular.  The light rain didn’t dampen our enjoyment of their beauty.  Hopefully, some of our pictures will capture the grandeur we saw, in spite of the rain.

On Jeff and Joe’s return from the gardens, they stopped at the Parc de la riviere Mitis and toured the museum and hiked the trails.  For the most part, they were disappointed in this stop; the views were not worth the pesky mosquitoes that just loved Joe.

The weather here is cool and we had light rain most of the day…which always makes cycling more interestingJ.  

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