Quebec City and Mont Tremblant - Quebec, Canada

After almost a week in Lunenburg, it was time to reluctantly head back to the city of Richmond Hill and our condo. We headed towards Woodstock - our place of rest on our way to Quebec City. ON the way, we drove through Stewiacke which is the halfway mark between the equator and the north pole.
Woodstock is a quaint little town. The pub had good grub and good views of the river. Our BnB was an historic home and across the street was the most haunted house I've ever experienced.

After Woodstock, it was time to revisit Quebec City - the countryside in Quebec is lovely - rural and lots of rivers. Quebec City never fails to deliver. It is totally French and so historical. Whilst it was bitterly cold last time [carnivale], this time it decided to rain. The weather is not its best promotion. It's amazing to compare the photos now of the photos from early in the year.

We thought we'd head for the hills and a last moment of quiet and serenity before landing back in Richmond Hill where our front yard is two major highways and we sit underneath 3 flight paths - Billy Bishop, Billy Buttons and Pearson airports. Our last stop was Mont Tremblant. Our visit was the same weekend of the International Ironman and Ironwoman championships..... bother. There were hundreds and hundreds of people vying for the same space. Still, it was great to be here. Of course, we got lost driving from Quebec City to Mont Tremblant. This was a blessing as we passed through some really beautiful hamlets and rivers, and towns. Stopped at Rawdon for lunch - the Monarc Cafe is a must with its weird upside down decor and great, cheap food. Love the back roads. Did the same coming back to Richmond Hill - really cute villages and another ferry from Quebec back into Ontario. Once in Ontario, we drove along the highway 7 and thought it looked a bit frozen in time and lost. Found out a documentary has been made called The Lost Highway - it is a bit lost. However, there's some really great spots along it so a better drive than the concrete of the 401. I wouldn't mind if it didn't get found again!!!!!!!!!!!!

So.... that was the end of our road trip. We played the number plate game - 33 USA number plates out of 50 and 10 out of 13 Canadian number plates - you can guess the ones we missed. We played the doppelgänger game - so many of you have doubles!!!!!!!! The sun followed us the whole way. Hurricanes and storms, rain and cloud seemed to wait until we'd been and gone. So lucky.
Animals in our way: 1 bear, 5 moose, 4 deer, 5 humpback whales, numerous minke whales, dolphins, raccoons [mostly dead], skunk [just dead] chipmunks, squirrels, mozzies, black flies, horse flies, flies, flies, flies, and invisible bugs, eagles, hawks, other raptors, gulls, many sea birds. We discovered what it meant to be a pedestrian in Eastern Canada, that depending if it was French or English first on the signs what the history of the area was going to be, that Gaelic was the flavour of north east NS and NL. And mostly, that Canada is the most diverse country I have ever travelled. Economy, geography, history, culture and traditions, weather, race, religion..... wow. What a trip! We really have been everywhere. So lucky.