![]() So what was I doing in a sea kayak? Well, adding another experience to my to-do list–sea kayaking. ![]() ![]() While the Qu’Appelle Valley is only a few miles away from me, at home I’d never pursued any type of water sports-can’t even swim. Reaching a weight of up to 350 kilograms, the large males had seemed to be just rectangular blobs of darkish flesh flopped lazily over rocks to bake in the sun.Ī sudden lurch of the kayak, however, soon reminded me to get paddling because a storm was rolling in across the darkening sky-how different this September seascape was to the golden waves of grain fields I’d left behind at home in Saskatchewan!īehind me, Suzie chanted, “Left, right, left right,” in an effort to help me maintain a steady rhythm. This young one, up close, had a personality and was more beautiful than the mature seals I’d seen sunning themselves the day before on the ship’s cruise to Bonaventure Island. ![]() While I hadn’t expected to be kayaking with seals, I soon learned the gray seals are common in Quebec’s Gaspé area, especially where we were in the Cap-aux-Os sector with Aube Aventures. Sea kayaking with Aube Aventure at Cap-aux-Os, just outside of Forillon National Park in Quebec.Īnne called from the kayak next to us, “He’s over here now!” ![]()
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