Quebec City, Day 2

Our second day was spent again on a bus tour, but this time a bit further from the City. It was raining in the morning, but cleared up by afternoon and we had a marvelous day. Our very first stop was some 50+ km from the campground. Roger had the driver (a new one whose name I didn’t catch) take us on some scenic routes; most of the way is along the river, so it was quite stunning.

He pointed out typical Quebecois houses. Most have a covered front porch (no snow falling on your head at the door at least), very sloped roofs to help snow slide off, and dormers; they had large families so would use attic space for more rooms.

After 40 minutes of travel, we arrived to our destination. The Basilica of St. Anne de Beupre.

The current Basilica was built in 1926 after a fire destroyed the first basilica. However, a church dedicated to St. Anne has stood on this site since 1658. St. Anne is the patron saint of sailors. Roger explained a bad storm on the river nearly killed some fisherman; they prayed to Anne and survived and vowed to build a chapel in her honor. This church became known for it’s miracle cures; it is said that there were storage rooms full of walkers, canes, and wheelchairs no longer needed by the supplicant. Many to this day make a pilgrimage to venerate the mother of the Virgin Mary (and the grandmother of Jesus as Roger kept pointing out).

The Basilica has 2 levels. Both are covered in mosaics. The main nave is on the upper level, and it is spectacular. the outer doors leading into the sanctuary are of embossed copper. After our visit to the basilica, we went to the art studio of the man, Albert Gilles, who created the pieces. More on this later.

Then, you enter the vestibule and even here I had trouble not taking a million pictures.

However, the sanctuary itself was magnificent. It was awe inspiring.

The floors are even mosaics. There are scenes that depict the Seven Deadly Sins through the nave.

Each wooden pew at both ends has had an animal representing a species in North America hand carved into it. I could have spent hours looking at them, but here are a few.

Two of the pews in the very front feature animals that represent Canada and the United States. Roger stumped everyone when he asked what the official animal of Canada was, with people wrongly guessing moose, bears, etc. I think when someone tossed out “loon” Roger was a bit offended. But they are on Loonies. Then I remembered a video I saw years ago of a beaver welcoming people to Canada; the beaver is correct!

I loved looking at the ceiling detail.

Gold leaf was everywhere!

The altar area had some kind of polished stone columns supporting a railing and surrounding it.

As well as a mosaic of the serpent and apple tree

It seemed as though everywhere you turned there was something beautiful.

Now, the pictures above are all from the upper santuary. There’s another one below it. This one is dedicated to St. Anne’s daughter, the Virgin Mary. We were told that it features a lot of blue and white colors due to it being for Mary. Again, it’s all mosaic work. And every column had a mosaic of an animal or plant. Again, I wish I could have photographed all of them, but you have to have a limit or this post would be much longer than it already is.

And the final amazing piece at the Basilica was also in the lower sanctuary, to the left side of the altar. It is a replica of the Pieta, made in the same marble that Michelangelo used. The Pieta came to New York for the 1964-64 World’s Fair at the Vatican Pavilion. There was concern it would be lost or damaged, so a replica was made and then later given to St. Anne’s. Some of the people on the trip saw the real thing at the World’s Fair.

Remember those copper doors at the entrance to the basilica? They were embossed by an amazing artisan named Albert Gilles. Born in 1895 in France, his aunt interested him in copper work. He emigrated to Canada and lived in the U.S. for some time before settling near Quebec City. He died in 1979, but his wife and daughters carry on his work. They have a studio near the basilica, and we were given a tour and shown how they do their work. It was very fascinating. They are the only people in the world still embossing copper by hand.

In the back they have a “Christorama”. It is a series of 50 panels of embossed copper that Gilles completed over 15 years’ time that depict the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus. They are all behind glass with lighting above that gave weird light flares on camera, but they are breathtaking in person.

Copy of one of the panels (it wasn’t under glass…)

Back on the bus, we headed to the Manoir de Montmorency. This manor was built in 1781 and was inhabited by the Duke of Kent from 1791-94. He was the father of Queen Victoria. It is situated on the cliff above the famous Chute (waterfall) Montmorency, named by Champlain in 1608 for a duc of Montmorency in France (who was later the viceroy of New France). We ate a delicious lunch at the Manoir and had the opportunity to look at the falls from above.

There was even a woman in costume walking around. She said she was the daughter of the Duke.

After we were finished at the Manoir we drove down to the bottom of the falls. We took a group picture (I don’t have a copy at this point) and wandered on a boardwalk near the base. There is a staircase to a ziplining opportunity as well as a gondola that you can ride from the bottom to the top.

From a distance
Much closer
Boardwalk and gondola

To end the day, we were driven across the St. Lawrence to the Ile d’Orleans, an island in the river about 5 km east of downtown Quebec City. It’s 21 miles long and 5 miles at it’s widest point. It was where James Wolfe and his British troops observed the French defenses of the city before attacking at the Plains of Abraham. It has very fertile soil and has long been utilized for agriculture. We went to a farm market there and had the opportunity to buy some delicious fresh veggies and fruits (strawberries are grown all over here) as well as canned and bottled treats.

On the bridge, almost to the island, this RV/pontoon boad was stranded at low tide near the shore. There were people hanging on on it. We all though it was hilarious.

My final pics are of the city in the distance as we crossed back to the mainland. It was quite a long but wonderful day!

Quebec City, Day 1

Quebec City KOA, our next destination, was 240 km give or take from our campground. I remember thinking there was far more traffic than I would have expected between the two. While there is a major road that we took, the A20, it was never light traffic. I had no issues, but unfortunately John and Sherry, from Tuscon (and friends from my Alaska trip) had a trailer wheel bearing go bad; they pulled over when they noticed some smoke! Harry and Linda, our tailgunners, stopped and helped John fix it enough he could get to the campground. Many of us had stopped some 40 miles ahead of them at a rest area; Jerry was preparing to drop his trailer and go back when we heard they were finally able to get moving again. But it reinforces to me why I go with groups of people. Someone is always around ready to help. Jerry has torqued all my lugnuts and my hitch bolts at least once already.

The KOA in Quebec City was much more to my liking; I could park my truck in front of the fifth wheel without too much maneuvering around. It was also near a large IGA store which I ran to the day we pulled in. It was a bit weird not knowing the brands they carry and not recognizing foods since all the descriptions were in French, but I did ok.

The next morning was our first of two full day bus tours. This time the bus left at 8 sharp and our guide was a lovely gentleman who introduced himself as “Roger the great”. He clearly has a great love for his city and was full of knowledge about what we were seeing. The only sour note is that the weather was not so cooperative; it was raining and that would be the theme for both days. Wind, wind, wind, rain, rain, rain. We just brought our rain coats and powered on.

Quebec City (hard K sound for the Qu, not cwa-bec) is on the north side of the St. Lawrence river, while our campground is on the southside in a place called St. Nicolas, very near Lévis. Quebec City was founded in 1608 by Samuel Champlain. He took the Algonquin word for the area, Kébec, which means “narrows” because the St. Lawrence River narrows down to just 3/4 mile wide here. Quebec City is also where the river becomes tidal. The St. Lawrence is the main discharge river for the Great Lakes; it is all freshwater until around Quebec City where the water starts to increasingly become “brackish” or salty, and there start to be noticeable tides.

After we crossed the bridge and drove along a lovely riverside road for some time we came to Lower Town. Picture a city built on a cliff. There is an Upper Town and a Lower Town. Imagine you are a settler trying to survive this harsh land; they build walls to surround it. Quebec City is the only fortified city with its walls and gates still remaining north of Mexico. It was designated a UNESCO World Heritage site in 1985.

We set out with Richard to walk the cobblestone streets in the rain. As it happened, there was some sort of marathon/running race happening at the same time, so we cheered on the runners as we kept encountering them on our explorations.

Old Quebec has kept much of it’s European heritage evident
The Chateau Frontenac looms over Lower Town

Roger asked us who the biggest enemy of the people of Quebec City was. I thought maybe Montreal, if there was some sort of rivalry between the cities, or perhaps it might be the English speaking parts of Canada as Quebec is very aggressive about preserving the French language and culture (as no English on the signs….). But the real answer: winter. It’s very cold, very snowy. And the houses have to be built to withstand the cold and hold up under the snow. North facing walls won’t have windows, for example. So they paint murals on them. Here’s a great example:

We wandered a few blocks through Lower Town then reloaded on the bus. Our driver, Yves, took us to Upper Town, though it was challenging with road closures due to the race. One thing Roger pointed out was the roofs of buildings. Remember, winter is their greatest enemy. Shingled roofs don’t last very long. So, many will have tin roofs that they have to paint to keep from rusting. However, Quebec is one of the largest producers of copper in the world. So a great solution to the roof issue is to use copper. There were tons of buildings with the green patina roofs that marked a copper roof that’s been in place for years. And some with the brown copper of a relatively new roof. I liked the tin ones too as they were often quite colorful.

This tin roof needs repainting
Parliament (Quebec City is the capital of the province)

We also drove around the Plains of Abraham, which is part of the Battlefields Parks in QC. It’s named after the man who owned the land originally. During the French and Indian War, the French of course were in control of Quebec City. On the night of September 13, 1759, 4,400 British troops under the command of General James Wolfe climbed the cliffs during the night, undetected, and surprised the French army, who thought the cliffs were impassable. It was over in 15 minutes, though Wolfe was killed (as well as the French commander, the Marquis de Montcalm). Today the Plains are a city park with historical markers and wide open green spaces. We did not get off the bus save for one site, a statue dedicated to Joan of Arc.

Whimsical topiary seen from the bus ride

At lunchtime, we were driven up the Chateau Frontenac. This is a hotel, one of the grand hotels built by the Canadian Pacific Railway to encourage tourism (and use of the railways) in 1892. During World War II, this is where allies such as Churchill, Roosevelt, and Mackenzie King (Canadian PM) met to discuss strategies during the first and second Quebec conferences. Our lunch there was delicious and we had a great view of the rain over the St. Lawrence. Afterwards I wandered outside though the winds were gusting into the 30 mph range. It was challenging just to hold my camera still.

Statue of Champlain, the founder of Quebec City
The Chateau and a few of the myriad canons on display.
One of my favorite shots because you can see the umbrella installation that we also saw from the ground

After lunch, we were taken to the first hospital established north of Mexico in North America, the Hotel-Dieu de Québec. It was built and run by Augustinian nuns in 1644. The original building is now a museum, which we walked through, but it is next door to the modern teaching hospital, associated with Laval University School of Medicine. I was pretty excited about this tour, given my profession.

Stethoscope!

It was a long day, but we learned a lot about Quebec City. It’s a very beautiful place and well worth a visit if you are thinking about unique places to go see.