Batiscan to Trois Rivieres | July 7
Monday - 0300H
Beep, Beep, Beep.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!
Bonjour! 'morning; well, time to wake up, anyway. Coffee ready? Not yet; watch for the red light to come on. OK.
The ecluse (lock) opened promptly at 0430H allowing access to the mighty St. Lawrence which we have been snuggly protected from in the Marina of the Port of Quebec for the past week. Steadily, delicately we go thru; inches to spare.
First light over Quebec harbor; our red and green and white lights glow in the mist.
Early Departure from Quebec City. Photo by Kerry Batdorf.
At 2.4 knots over the ground, the flood tide helps us proceed up the St. Lawrence River toward Portneuf. Head wind, again; no sails today. C.L. Churchill at our side, powerfully, dutifully pulls us onward. 0600H. Morning has finally arrived and Kathleen is preparing made-to-order omelets for breakfast. Ooo La La! At the Portneuf landing we tuck snuggly into a corner behind a high cement wall. It is a refuge from the pounding wakes of huge, modern, lake and ocean going freighters and provides some shelter from the howling wind. It is a short walk to excellent shower, laundry and bath facilities at the Parc recreonautique de Portneuf. Today the walk is quite pleasant and relaxing with views of passing freighters, occasional pleasure craft, the inner harbor and marina and buildings of Portneuf.
Tuesday - 1000H
We cast off. The current slows as the flood tide begins and red and green buoys mark a narrow channel guide us thru the rock garden of the Richelieu Rapids.
The wind picks up as we approach Batiscan and we slip sideways between the markers of the narrow channel into the mouth of the Batiscan River. We set our bow and stern anchors in 10 feet of water for the next two nights. Patrick Leroux of the Marina de Batiscan
offers shower and bath facilities and enjoys a tour of our boat with his 3 children. His wife Sophie minds the restaurant at the marina where we enjoy the local cuisine for our evening meal. As we are having dinner on the terrace, the bus stops along the side of the road. As passengers depart we recognize Damion Dorsaz who has returned for a short visit before he returns to his home in Paris, France.
At anchor in the Batiscan River. Photo by Jean Belisle.
We have a day off: time to catch up on all those things that are difficult to do while under way or open to the public, time to resupply, time for Damion, Elisa and Matt to leave us, time for Lenny, Molly, Hilton and Leo to join us, time to prepare for our next port of call.
Thursday - 0800H
Oocher crew retrieves the stern anchor and prepares to tow on Lois's port-side while Churchill tows on the starboard hip. 7.6 knots thru the water; 2.1 knots over the ground. The Oocher boosts our progress by 1.5 knots. 18 nautical miles to go plus a fuel and pump-out stop to make today. Three strong, tropical-like squalls bear down on us with stinging rain reducing visibility and wind inhibiting radio communications between Lois and Churchill as a large freighter approaches from ahead in the narrow channel. One of the crew is assigned to relay commands to the tug and as each storm passes, Lois reacts to the howling wind and the course is masterfully regained by the Captain. We arrive at 1730H and begin our setup for visitors tomorrow at Trois-Rivieres.
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