In the morning, Laetitia and her group made the short drive from Sainte-Anne-des-Monts to Parc National de la Gaspésie, where they spent most of the day. It is a park featuring twenty-five peaks over 3,000 feet and the highest Appalachian Mountain peak in Quebec Province. It also has the only caribou herd south of the Saint Lawrence River. Afterward they visited the Cap-Chat lighthouse, built in 1909. The group then spent the evening in the town of Cap-Chat.
There are three stories about the origin of the name Cap-Chat. One is that at some time in the past, a person with an anthropomorphic bent thought that the so-named headland bore a feline resemblance. (Chat means “cat” in French.) Another involves the vengeance of the “Cat Fairy,” who turned a tomcat to stone for eating small animals that the fairy claimed as her children. A third is that it is a corruption of Aymar de Chaste, the name of a French admiral who became New France’s Lieutenant-General in 1603.
Laetitia always found happy-hour crowds a great source of limericks, and today’s group was no exception. A bit of gossip about two teenagers circulating around the waterfront pub where she went provided the limerick of the day.
When Andres took off Aimée’s bra
He thought he was near coup de grâce
‘Til he found her girdle
An unyielding hurdle
‘Twas the gossip today in Cap-Chat.