Many locations in the world are defined by a landmark geographic monument but none are more clearly defined than Pierce Rock. This is a clean cut rock formation set out in the Gulf of St.Lawrence near the tip of the Gaspe' peninsula. It is spectacular in every light setting and grabs your attention as it completely dominates the landscape for miles around. Champlain landed near here in 1764 when he discovered this land for France and set a cross up to mark the spot.
Little did he know at that time a group of settlers would land and conquer the rugged shore and begin a stable settlement based on fishing and farming and later lumbering. The beauty must have impressed the local population and word has spread of the magnificent natural wonder.
It is the people that make this place so dear to all who visit here. French is the chosen language but to our delight the locals make every effort to help you use your little school book French. You can imagine Theresa and I getting directions and discussing the history with hand gestures and animated facial expressions ... that was us and we had fun to boot. We planned to stop for a while and continue on our way to Nova Scotia but were compelled to stay over and catch the light shining off the rock at daybreak. Theresa took most of the pictures and we wish to share a few with you.
When you get the opportunity to visit this area make sure you stay at Pierce' and have a magical moment with your camera and the pictures you put in your mind for future reference. I am always reminded of a poem that I read in my mothers magazine, Ladies Home Journal called the Coin written by Sara Teasdale. It read,
Little did he know at that time a group of settlers would land and conquer the rugged shore and begin a stable settlement based on fishing and farming and later lumbering. The beauty must have impressed the local population and word has spread of the magnificent natural wonder.
It is the people that make this place so dear to all who visit here. French is the chosen language but to our delight the locals make every effort to help you use your little school book French. You can imagine Theresa and I getting directions and discussing the history with hand gestures and animated facial expressions ... that was us and we had fun to boot. We planned to stop for a while and continue on our way to Nova Scotia but were compelled to stay over and catch the light shining off the rock at daybreak. Theresa took most of the pictures and we wish to share a few with you.
When you get the opportunity to visit this area make sure you stay at Pierce' and have a magical moment with your camera and the pictures you put in your mind for future reference. I am always reminded of a poem that I read in my mothers magazine, Ladies Home Journal called the Coin written by Sara Teasdale. It read,
Into my hearts treasury I slipped a coin that time cannot take nor thief proloine. Better than the mounting of a gold crowned king is the safe kept memory of a lovely thing.
Pierce is a lovely thing.
What beautiful photos! :)
ReplyDeleteYou also quoted that poem at my wedding ...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures and a great poem, which I now have in my memory. Thanks for sharing.
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