We’ve just returned from a five-day biking trip to Montreal, Quebec, Canada. Above, Larry is securing our bikes in a mini-park in Old Montreal.
Our lodgings were on Rue St. Denis, in the Quartier Latin. There were lots of great restaurants near by to choose from, and convenient bike paths leading to the St. Lawrence.
A nearby Italian Restaurant grew some of its own veggies and herbs in this tiny sidewalk garden.
Our room was next to this terrace – handy for wine and cheese before dinner, and offering secure bike storage.
A French style grape arbor provides shade for the terrace.
The first day of biking took us out to Parc René-Lévesque, an outdoor sculpture museum. Our navigators keep us from getting lost, as we traverse trail systems through the city, over bridges, under highways and out to islands in the St. Lawrence.
One of the 22 sculptures, in the park, had a familiar Celtic feel.
On our return to the old town, we encountered other bike tourists and many bicycling commuters.
After lunch at the Atwater Market, we locked up our bikes near the Place Jacques-Cartier and walked the streets of the old town.
Charming, restored buildings line the streets.
A shop window on Rue de la Commune.
Time for an ice cream break.
Other highlights included Underground Montreal, the Montreal Museum of Archaeology and History Pointe-à-Callière, the Parc du Mont-Royal, and Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mont-Royal. From our convenient hotel, all of these attractions could be easily accessed on foot, by bicycle, bus, or metro. Our car remained in a parking garage for the five day visit.
The Old Port is full of docked cruise ships and cargo vessels.
On our last day in Montreal, we biked to the Biosphere, an environmental museum on Ile Sainte-Helene.
There we toured a solar home, listened to a presentation on the scarcity of water on earth, and viewed some exhibits.
On our way to the Biosphere we saw, up close, Habitat 67. It is a housing complex and landmark, built for the 1967 Expo, and located on the Marc-Drouin Quay on the Saint Lawrence River.
We enjoyed several wonderful meals – generous hotel breakfasts, crepes and tartines at lunch, and dinners both French and fusion.
Our last evening meal in Montreal was at Le Grand Balcon, on Rue St. Denis. The food and service were superb. Seated in the bay window, we could watch some of the street life as we enjoyed our meal, culminating in a presentation of crepes Suzette.
Visiting Montreal is a little like visiting Paris – but most residents seem to speak English, as well as French, and the atmosphere is lively and youthful. Viva Canada!