One last summer trip...
took Air Inuit, as arranged by the Quebec Prov. park system (Sepaq)just a little over 3.5 hr. with a refueling stop at Mont Joli (just east of Rimouski). Landing at Anticosti Island's sole real town of Port Menier (population, depending who you ask, very approx. 200 permanent residents), arriving in time for lunch.


The Auberge (hotel) sits at the edge of town. Below, shows the back of the hotel with the rooms at the far end, 8 rooms on either floor.

Front of hotel
Our room


There had been an electrical fire 7 years ago, with the hotel burning to the ground. Consequently, everything new and modern.

This menu was left in each room although it did not necessarily correspond exactly to what was offered
On arrival, we were given an orientation, and also given a knapsack for those days, that we would be away from the hotel for lunch, instructing us to pick up ice packs, sandwiches, desserts, snacks, and drinks at breakfast, before leaving for the day. We had 2 full day excursions.

At supper, the menu changed daily, with choices of two different entrees and main courses, with the option of paying extra for filet mignon or lobster.

Lobster was wonderful! Probably a 2 pounder. In fact, all the meals were superb.


Feed (corn)for the deer was furnished

And although we got used to the deer coming to our door, the foxes, shied away, although always remaining tantalizingly close.



On our excursions, we kept searching the skies for eagles. Eventually spotted a pair on a tree, right outside our room.

Here's a loon

and a raven (much bigger than a crow)

a spotted sandpiper

and lots of gulls.


We were able to see quite a bit of the island, that sits opposite the Gaspé, and is roughly 1.5 times the size of P.E.I.


The only paved roads are basically within the town, and then afterwards, there's only gravel.

Canyons that may not rival the Grand Canyon, but still very impressive.



Visited wreck leftover from a storm.

There are 3 lighthouses on the island, fully automated.



My very first time on a kayak. Nothing to fear as the water was warm and shallow.

Met the very nicest couple, Benita and Greg, and I'm not just saying that because I pilfered some of her pics for this post. I believe that we came in handy as well, as we were the only other Anglophone guests. If we don't see them again soon, we will both be sorely disappointed.

A little bit of whiplash here, with some off road driving.

to visit a stream and lake with a very high limestone content. Excellent instant clay here for arts and crafts.



An oven (huge) to dry the clay


The remains, and a layout of the principal owner of the island, Henri Menier's (a chocolate maker from France) mansion, who built the port village at the end of the 19th century.

One afternoon was dedicated to mini putt (miniature golf). Each hole represented one of the sites on the island .

We also had access to hybrid bikes. You still have to pedal, but no sweat getting up a hill. My first time trying this as well, and I liked!

The ferry sails in twice a week.

Instead of driving the car up a ramp, it is put into a container, and then hoisted on board.

Our final night, with a bonfire.

And Bear also met a new friend.

Then time to leave.
We had been truly fortunate....great people, good food, pretty landscapes, fun activities, and fabulous weather.