Along the Saint Lawrence River

and words of appreciation for Jonas Salk, Albert Sabin, and their colleagues


The Saint Lawrence River at Quebec City, Quebec.

This post concerns a trip we took to Canada in August, September and October of last year. Most of our time was spent in Quebec. We drove to the Fingers Lake area of upstate New York, crossed into Ontario, traveled east along the St. Lawrence River around Montreal and Quebec City and into the North Shore region of eastern Quebec. Then we crossed the Saint Lawrence estuary on a two hour ferry trip to the Gaspe Peninsula and continued around the Acadian coast of Quebec and New Brunswick. Then back into Maine and home, 5800 miles in eight weeks.

Our route, minus some detours and backtracking.

Why did we go and what did we see? I have long been interested in the Saint Lawrence; it is one of the world’s great rivers. It is the second biggest river in North America, after the Mississippi. The Saint Lawrence estuary is the largest estuary in the world. And it is the geographical, historic and cultural heartland of our wonderful neighbor Canada. The history of European settlement of Canada is mostly that of exploration and settlement along the Gulf of Saint Lawrence into the estuary, then up the river to the Great Lakes. The majority of the Canadian population lives within the Saint Lawrence watershed. And it is an area of great natural beauty. The river itself is beautiful; it flows through the Thousand Islands region between Lake Ontario and Montreal, becomes tidal around Quebec City, and then widens into a huge estuary too wide to see across. The estuary merges with the Gulf of Saint Lawrence and the North Atlantic Ocean. We saw dramatic shorelines and coastlines and expansive beaches and wetlands. We made some detours inland into beautiful mountain valleys. Outside of Montreal and Quebec City this area is quite rural and sparsely populated. Those looking for quaint villages with historical and cultural attractions should probably stick to New England. We met few international  tourists and few Canadian visitors from outside of Quebec. 

What did we learn? Primarily that Quebec, at least outside of Montreal really is French, perhaps more French than France. As expected lots of the older people speak little English. We were surprised to find that lots of the younger people struggled with English and we spent lots of time with Google Translate. It appears that the Quebec government  goes to great efforts to discourage the use of English.  Throughout the rest of Canada signs are usually bilingual, English and French. That stops abruptly when you get into Quebec; most signage is just in  French. (In France the stop signs say “STOP”; in Quebec they say “ARRET”). All our written communications from the government campgrounds were in French with no English options. Good luck with the parking meter instructions!  I suppose the rationale for this active discouragement of English is that such discouragement is necessary to preserve the French culture and language of a province surrounded by a continent of English.

English-speaking or not, the Quebecois we interacted with were without exception friendly, gracious and helpful. I got cheerful assistance from the parking meter lady after she recognized my language limitations. Here are pictures from the Saint Lawrence watershed, in downstream geographic order:

The Saint Lawrence River at Montreal.
Looking down river at Deschambault, east of Montreal.
Lac-Wapizagonke, in La Mauricie National Park, north of Trois-Rivières, Quebec.
Jacques Cartier River in Jacques Cartier National Park, north of Quebec City.
A marsh along the Saguenay River.
Baie Sainte-Marguerite off the Saguenay River in Saguenay Fjord National Park
Plage de la Pointe-du-Moulin, Saguenay Fjord National Park.
Wetlands by the Saint Lawrence, Bic National Park, Quebec.
We camped by this beautiful bay at Bic National Park, on the south shore of the Saint Lawrence. The name Ha! Ha! is apparently a derivation of the French ha-ha which means unexpected obstacle on a path.
A low-tide hike along the estuary at Bic National Park.
Laura looking over Baie St-Pancrace and the Saint Lawrence estuary, north of the town of Baie-Comeau.

As the Saint Lawrence Estuary widens into the Gulf of Saint Lawrence the land becomes more mountainous with rugged and dramatic coastlines. We followed the coastline along the Gaspe Peninsula in Quebec, then into New Brunswick and the Bay of Fundy.

Mont Sainte Pierre on the Gaspe Peninsula, along the south shore of the Saint Lawrence.
Cape Gaspe, the eastern tip of the Gaspe Peninsula.
Cap-des-Rosiers Lighthouse, on the Gaspe Peninsula.
The tip of Cape Gaspe, seen from a whale-watching boat.
Flukes up! This is a diving humpback whale in the Saint Lawrence Estuary.
Laura at the Bay of Fundy
The Bay of Fundy has the world’s highest tides. With the tide out there are vast beaches and rock formations that can be visited.
A slippery hike at Campobollo Island in New Brunswick. Best to check the tide table before starting!

We also spent time in Montreal and Quebec City, and visited historical sites in other places. These photos are in historical chronological order:

As mentioned, the European exploration and settlement of Canada started in the Atlantic provinces of Newfoundland, Nova Scotia, and Prince Edward Island, then proceeded inland along the Saint Lawrence to the Great Lakes. This statue commemorates the landfall of Jacques Cartier on the coast in 1534. Many years later, we got his camping spot.
This is the harbor at Tadoussac, on the north shore of the Saint Lawrence. Tadoussac was founded in 1599 and was the first European port on the Saint Lawrence. Only five of the initial sixteen settlers survived the first winter.
Tadoussac Indian Chapel was built by Jesuit missionaries in 1747 to minister to the Indians. It replaced earlier churches dating back to 1615. It is said to be the oldest existing wooden church in North America.
The Le Ber-Le Moyne House, constructed 1669, was a fur trading post just upstream from the Lachine Rapids of the Saint Lawrence River at Montreal. This site was the center of the fur trading system for much of North America. The rapids prevented ocean-going ships from proceeding further inland so this post was established at the portage site. Furs were brought here by canoe from the Great Lakes and from the upper Mississippi and Missouri River regions. Cargos could then be portaged around the rapids and sent down the Saint Lawrence to European markets. Likewise European trade goods were loaded onto canoes here for transport to the inland Indians. It may not look like much, but it is a site of world historical importance.
This is a dog-powered cooking turnspit at Chateau Ramezay, a home built in 1704 for the governor of Montreal. A dog goes in the cage in the upper right and by walking in the cage turns the cooking spit. Benjamin Franklin came to this house in 1776 on a diplomatic mission from the Continental Congress to persuade the proto-Canadians to reject British rule and join the newly-formed United States. They said no.
Quebec City is a beautiful city, well worth visiting. It was founded in 1608 and is the capital of Quebec.
Quebec City occupies a dramatic setting above the Saint Lawrence River.
The Plains of Abraham in Quebec City is another site of great historical importance. The Plains were the site of the Battle of Quebec in 1759 where British invaders defeated the army of New France, ending the French and Indian War. Canada was ceded to Britian, French influence in the Great Lakes and Mississippi Valley was curtailed, and 44 years later Napoleon gave up and sold French Louisiana to the United States in the Louisiana Purchase. (It is also true that all of these lands had been occupied for thousands of years by American Indians and were not simply empty real estate available for trading, but that is too complicated an issue to be considered in a caption.)
The Plains of Abraham, with an 1808 Martello tower. The Saint Lawrence is to the left.
The Plains of Abraham extend up to the city walls of Quebec City, visible on the horizon.
Montreal is a vibrant, international city. This circular sculpture is named The Ring and frames a view of Mont Royal Park.
We were most fortunate to share our Montreal and Quebec City time with our English friends Andrew and Jo.
We visited an art gallery that had a pet rooster.
Laura and the gallery proprietor, with rooster
This is my favorite Canadian sign, on a restroom baby-changing station. Not in French, thankfully.

It is hard to say much about Canada or Canadians without using the word “nice”. It is just such a nice place: calm, clean, patient, friendly, helpful. Traveling in our camper van was a pleasure. We stayed mostly in national and provincial park campgrounds. Outside of the parks it was easy to find designated sites for overnight camper parking, usually free.

Here is a sign I have never seen in the United States, a designated area for overnight camping behind the city hall in Val-David, Quebec.
Our van in a quiet and level spot behind the Val-David, Quebec city hall.
A free municipal camping area outside of Longue-Rive, Quebec.
Overnight parking by the Saint Lawrence in Baie-Comeau, Quebec.
This is a private camping field in Upper New Horton, New Brunswick. A ten dollar donation was suggested, but not required.
The owner likes to walk over and meet his guests.
The Shire Campground; quiet, level and beautiful.
Morning at the Shire Campground.

We finished the Canadian portion of our travels at Campobello Island, New Brunswick. Although the island is part of Canada, it is accessed by a short bridge from Lubbock, Maine. (The US border agent confiscated our oranges, very un-Canadian). On Campobello Island we visited Roosevelt-Campobello International Park. This park preserves the summer house where Franklin Delano Roosevelt spent most of his summers as a child and young man, and where he continued to visit with his family until his growing political responsibilities and health problems intervened. In 1921, when he was 39 years old,  FDR  was vacationing on  the island and developed fever followed by a progressive paralysis that spread from his legs upward, eventually involving his facial muscles. Prior to the onset of his illness he had spoken at a Boy Scout camp. It was assumed that he had caught paralytic poliomyelitis at the camp, that is polio. He was initially cared for at the Campobello Island house, then transferred to a New York City hospital. Roosevelt gradually recovered his upper body function but was left paralyzed from the waist down. The diagnosis of polio has subsequently been questioned; it rarely affected adults over 30. It may be more likely he actually had Guillain-Barré Syndrome, but it is not possible now to know for sure.

This is the welcome center at Roosevelt Campobello International Park. FDR’s birch-bark canoe is hanging over the desk.
FDR with his mother, Eleanor, and five children in 1920 on the porch of their Campobello house. His paralytic illness would occur the following summer.
FDR’s summer residence on Campobello Island, New Brunswick.
FDR was cared for during his illness in this upstairs bedroom.

In September of 2024 when we visited the Roosevelt home, I had not thought about polio for years. Like almost all American doctors of my age I have never seen or even heard about a case of acute polio. I did see adult patients who retained varying degrees of polio-related disability from their childhood illnesses. A few of these patients were bedridden with paralysis; the majority had localized leg weakness, some needed braces, others had barely perceptible limps.

In 1955 a public announcement was broadcast reporting that the newly-developed Salk polio vaccine was “safe, effective, and potent.“ This vaccine was enthusiastically embraced; it was reported that “Church bells rang. Loudspeakers in department stores shared the news. Factories paused production to spread the word to jubilant co-workers. Families huddled in their parlors around their radios for the latest updates. There was glee, relief, resounding joy across the country.” Widespread vaccination of children was begun the day the vaccine was licensed. Cases of acute polio plummeted and in a few years it became a rare disease in developed countries. The last case of wild strain polio in the United States was reported in 1979. The initial Salk intramuscular vaccine was mostly replaced by the oral Sabin vaccine in 1962. I think I remember getting it; we lined up at school and were in turn given a sugar cube in a small paper cup.

New York Times front page, April 13, 1955.

These days, I think about polio on a fairly regular basis.  The polio vaccine, like the other recommended vaccines in the childhood series is highly effective. But they are not completely effective; many of them reduce the severity of illness but do not completely prevent the illness. Also a few people have deficiencies in their immune systems that impair their ability to mount an effective immune response to infection, even if they have been vaccinated. Additional protection is provided for us all by herd immunity, that desired situation in which a population attains a high enough prevalence of immunity to a pathogen that the pathogen cannot find sufficient susceptible hosts to maintain its replication. That is the pathogen starves for lack of victims and subsequently dies out or is much reduced in a community. Herd immunity requires perhaps 85- 95% of a population to be immune, either through effective vaccination or through surviving prior exposure to the pathogen. Our pediatricians cannot prescribe herd immunity; that requires widespread uptake of vaccinations.

The following picture shows my grandson Joseph running down the street with his grandmother in tow. Why is he running? He does not need a reason to run, that is just what healthy two-year-olds do. His parents, and the other people that love him, have plenty of things to worry about regarding the world that he will grow up in. His suffering from or dying from polio, measles, diphtheria, rubella, tetanus, pertussis, mumps, meningococcal meningitis and hepatitis B are not, or at least should not be, among those worries.

11 Comments

  1. Great pictures and insights, as always. Thanks.
    Did you consider visiting the “birthplace” of your RV?

  2. Looks like a great trip- nice historical and scenic stops. Fun to hear about the rich French culture in Quebec.

  3. This brought back fond memories of our own trips to Quebec City, of biking along the St Lawrence Seaway, and a visit to Campobello from Lubbock Maine a few summers ago….

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