It turns out it's not always easy to find a campground near the city...
We left Ottawa in the early evening to find a place to stay. The travel guide was close to useless, naming campgrounds and saying what highway they're on, but no street numbers and the GPS didn't recognize those campground names. So we drove along that highway for a short while, then saw a couple RVs coming from a different highway so Sue decided to take that one... A few minutes later we're asking for directions to the nearest campsite at a service station along the highway still in Gatineau, the girl working there looks at me as if I'm nutty and the guy points me towards a smaller town, Lorrain. Once there, I ask a local who was in his driveway near his pickup truck and boat, so he seemed like he might know.
Me: "Sais-tu ou est-ce que je pourrais trouver un camping public?"
Him: "A partir d'ici? C'est loin en tabarnak."
So I'm about to give up, then key in "camp" to business search on the GPS, and there's one 15 minutes away.
It's pretty bad, our site was about 5 meters from a country road, so we'd hear cars and motorcycles going past us every few minutes through the night... The website says it's good though. http://www.campingangegardien.com/
On the upside the sleeping pads fit perfectly in the tent, and we got dinner and breakfast at the IGA on the way over - cretons, melba toast, raspberries, and Lemon-flavored Molson Dry (halfway between smirnoff ice and mikes hard lemonade, no sign of beer).