Chocolaterie des Peres

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We are camped right next to a huge “Chute” on the Mistasibbi River. I don’t know how many waterfalls are in this region, but it’s a lot. This one is more like a huge, class VI rapid. I’m surprised there aren’t raft trips, but if you made a mistake, that would be your last adventure. Last night I saw a crazy guy come up to it from below on a jet ski.

Riding our bikes about 10km north to Chocolaterie des Peres, we rode along the Riviere Mistasibbi, where it looks so calm and peaceful. There was a small airport for sea planes, and just north of that, houses had small planes docked like you would a boat. One can only imagine where they go, but like Alaska, it opens access to so many places north of here where roads do not go. There was one very old plane that looked like the old Grumman planes, which were so highly regarded. 

Arriving at the Friar’s Chocolate, we parked the bikes and started reading signs that were scattered around. They told the history of how the Trappist monks came to this region in 1892, farming and working the land. A giant fire caused by humans burned a huge area around the lake, but the side benefit was the growth of blueberries. For a long time, the monks canned blueberries and made taffy. Then they began making chocolate and covering blueberries, cranberries and marshmallows. Later they began making Easter chocolates and shipping all over the world. Before you can buy anything, they give you a quiz on paper, so we had to go back to the signs to get the right answers. We bought some chocolate-covered blueberries and blueberry syrup you can pour over ice cream or croissants. 

After lunch, we decided to drive north along the Blueberry Bike Route. Martha wanted to get ice cream at the Creamery du Nord. There is an Abbey right next door, so I suspect monks make this chocolate and maybe the ice cream. I got a cup of dipped ice cream while she got soft ice cream dipped in chocolate. This was not your Dairy Queen cone. The chocolate on it was to die for. We drove along another beautiful river, stopping to find a place to throw a few lures, but couldn’t find access. Popular in this area are house tours, so we followed signs for a Christmas House. An odd-looking place, it had been deserted for some time as it was a long way from anything. The paved road turned into a big logging road, so we stopped to see if we could get back to town by crossing one of the two rivers we were between, but apparently we could not. While Martha was studying the GPS, a four-wheeler slowed down looking at us with the look of, “Are you OK?” I gave him the thumbs up and he zoomed off, followed by another four-wheeler. A pickup truck passed without hesitation, then another sped by going about 55mph. I laughed at a sign in front of us indicating that something was ahead 112km away on this dirt and gravel road! Later I learned this road follows the Mistasinni 100 miles to it’s origin. 

Martha had taken Zan’s advice for using the crockpot to make dinner. We were glad dinner was ready any time we wanted it. it was a very good chicken and vegetables stew, along with toasted raisin bread we had bought au Pain restaurant in Baie St. Paul.

  6 comments for “Chocolaterie des Peres

  1. August 29, 2016 at 10:24 am

    Greg,
    I would be more than happy to help Ed but it just took me 10 minutes to find the blogsite again and I had to backtrack through your post to it. How I was able to post a comment is anybody’s guess – I am not even sure this will post. I think you need to contact WordPress and ask them to post something to help out those who want to follow and comment.
    Kelly

    • August 29, 2016 at 5:43 pm

      Well, you posted just fine. I will see what I can figure out in the morning. Right now it’s sit by the fire time!

  2. Jane Ashley Skinner
    August 29, 2016 at 10:53 am

    Love the water shots!

  3. LeRoy and Sissy Bruton
    August 29, 2016 at 6:17 pm

    Boy, that is pretty water.
    I am so bored that I brushed my teeth for the full three minutes this morning. Never done that before.
    Never had time. Thinking about brushing them another three minutes. Is there such a thing as over brushing. Don’t answer that. You are on vacation.
    Glad you were able to pull enough shekels together to buy Martha a meal she didn’t have to prepare or clean up. Living with someone who routinely starts their days at 4 AM is tough duty requiring high praise.

    • August 30, 2016 at 5:13 am

      FINALLY you brushed for the full three minutes! Had to put you in the hospital to get it done! It is quite unlikely you are going to overbrush.

      Well, I try to be quiet and not wake Martha early in the morning, but that’s tough in a 25′ trailer. Thankfully, she tolerates it well. It is usually starting to get light by now (5:13), but it’s still dark. Maybe I should give you a call and see how your wheels are!

  4. LeRoy and Sissy Bruton
    August 30, 2016 at 2:38 pm

    Best you let that question be the mystery for the day, AND EVERY DAY FOR THAT MATTER. It is sub human to arise at that time of day.

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