Cargo ship heading toward the canals of Lake Ontario.

The mouth of Four Mile Creek where it meets Lk Ontario, our home for two stormy nights.

The daunting stairs toward Bridal Veil Falls.

Goat Island was home to a huge seagull colony, with many nesting gulls.

Cave of the Winds family photo. Note Andrew's concern.

Wearing a poncho was not Andrew's idea of a good time.

Bridal Veil Falls, part of the American Niagara Falls..

A fall-produced rainbow.

Above the falls, the Niagara River forms many rapids.

Boarding the Maid of the Mist tour boat. Very exciting!

The Maid is heading toward the Horseshoe Falls.

The Maid was an intense experience so Andrew promptly took a nap.

The Niagara Whirlpool from Whirlpool SP in New York.

General Brock taunts the United States from Queenston Hts. forevermore.

The site of the Battle of the Windmillwhere in 1838 Loyalist forces defeated an army invading from the U.S.

Andrew caught red-handed in the murder of Elmo at Tim Horton's.

Swampy area along the St. Lawrence where we camped.

The frogs sang us to sleep and woke us up too.

Ducklings (I think) in Montreal's city park.

View of Montreal's Olympic Stadium.

Andrew, Mommy, and "the Man" on top of Mont Royal.

The St. Lawrence River as viewed from the Plains of Abraham.

Andrew playing cars on the Plains of Abraham.

A squirrel eating an ice cream cone. BONUS!

Lakeship heading toward the ocean along the St. Lawrence Seaway in Québec.

Montmorency Falls is just north of Québec Ville.

Montmorency was full of spiders and spider webs.

The independent attitude of the Québécois is apparent on this sign put up by the federal government.

Petite Champlain in Québec was like stepping back in time.

Louis XIV admires the city of Québec from his perch near the St. Lawrence.

Petite Champlain and a touch of Europe.

A 1687 church, Notre Dame des Victoires in Québec. Inside were many ancient shrines.

View of Québécois roofs.

Andrew is window shopping along a Québec avenue.

The grave of Chicago explorer Louis Jolliet in Québec.

Québec is a very walkable city.

A place to buy some santas in Québec Ville.

The famous Chateau Frontenac towers over the streets of Québec.

Québec farm fields north of the capital city. You can see the Laurentians in the distance.

The shores of the Bay of St. Lawrence near Matane, QC.

Watch out for fish!

The first moose I ever saw. It was spotted on QC-299 in Gaspésie NP.

Our fire to ward of the Gaspésie bears.

Andrew shows off our hotel in the Haut-Gaspésie.

The rural gravel roads took a toll on our tires.

The Chute Ste-Anne in the middle of Gaspésie NP.

The Haut-Gaspésie was a wild place. We were quite alone on its roads.

Mont Albert is home to the last herd of caribou south of the St. Lawrence River.

Andrew and I look for fish in the Ste-Anne River.

The shore near Mont-St-Pierre.

Snow atop the Chic-Choc Mountains in the middle of the summer.

A lighthouse somewhere along the Gaspé coast.

Every church steeple in Québec was painted a silvery metallic color.

Ocean artifacts discovered along the rocky beach at Forillon NP near Gaspé Ville.

This is the spot where the waters of the Great Lakes merge with those of the Atlantic.

Am I a good parent? (Note the scat next to the sign and THEN answer that.)

Gaspé Ville McDonald's. A little bit of America.

A more fitting rainbow photo along the Farewell Cove.

The old fishing village of Percé and its famous rock.

The reason the area is called Percé is evident when you admire the pierced rock.

A tour boat ride to Isle Bonaventure. We did not understand our French-speaking guide.

Percé Roche from the sea. There used to be another arch connecting these rocks.

Andrew is looking for birds in the Atlantic Ocean.

Strange penguin-like birds on Bonaventure. If I understood the guide, I could say more.

The Isle Bonaventure is home to the world's largest colony of gannets.

Two harbor seals off the Bonaventure coast. (Probably a mother and pup.)

On our way back to the pier at Percé.

A fishing village along Chaleur Bay.

A groundhog that was sleeping near our tent in Kouchibouguac NP in New Brunswick.

There is actually a McLobster, sold in Amherst, Nova Scotia. (I do nto recommend.)

The end of the Bay of Fundy from Nova Scotia.

The famous Hopewell Rocks in New Brunswick, home of the world's biggest tides.

Andrew and Daddy on the ocean floor at low tide.

The Hopewell Rocks as the tide rolls out to the Bay of Fundy.

Watch your head! Achtung!

Admiring seaweed and tiny crabs on the Hopewell Rocks.

Dickson Falls in Fundy National Park, New Brunswick.

The Reversing Falls of St. John, NB, flow one way at high tide and the other at low tide.

Andrew is ready to leave the tent. (He thinks!)

At New River Beach on the Bay of Fundy. The tide is low, but coming back.

Andrew running from the famous Fundy Tide at New River Beach.

Eagle Lake on Mt. Desert Island in Maine.

A view of the Bar Harbor ferry returning from the top of Cadillac Mountain.

The sea and rocks of Acadia NP, Maine.

The jagged coastline is amazing from the rocks of Acadia NP.

Atlantic waves crash into the Mt. Desert coast.

Family photo near the Thudner Hole in Acadia NP.

Harbor at Seal Cove, Maine, on Mt. Desert Island.

Never play with your food... unless you can't possibly resist.

Lunt's Gateway Lobster Pound in Trenton, Maine.

An ancient stone fence in rural Oyster River, New Hampshire.

A puritanesque church in Newmarket, New Hampshire.

The mill wheels at Saugus Iron Works NHP in Saugus, Mass.

The pastoral Saugus complex was ocne much busier.

Stone fence in Saugus, Mass.

Monument to black regiments that fought the Civil War located in Boston Common.

The Massachusetts State House in Boston.

Old South Church in Boston near the Common.

The Old State House was site of the Boston Massacre.

Puritan graves at the Copp's Hill Burial Ground in the middle of Boston.

Boston's long lost son, Benjamin Franklin, is immortalized next to Old City Hall.

Rushing back to the car, but never too much of a rush to stop for caterpillars.

The scrunching sound of dry pinecones in Pearl Hill SP, Mass.

A field of Pownal, Vermont, guarded by the Green Mountains.

The site of the American victory over the British at the Battle of Saratoga.

In the Catskills, hippies still hang out late for the concert in Woodstock.

The Catskills end here at the Upper Delaware River.

Mark Twain's grave curiously in Elmira, New York.

Andrew's favorite restaurant is in Erie, PA, and it is easy to see why he loves it.