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2018 07-24 > Val-Brillant


We had a good night’s sleep at the fishing lodge and woke to a nice breakfast of “pancakes”.  The pancakes that we have been getting are more like crepes than the pancakes we get at home.  They are very dense and not fluffy.  Our pancakes today were plate sized and filling.

Joe and Jeff started cycling earlier than HP.  He had a separate room and used the opportunity to sleep in.  HP thinks that Joe and Jeff are early birds and start the day to early. He likes socializing with people he encounters during the trip and had breakfast one hour later with Serge and his family from Metz with whom we all shared the dinner table at André’s Auberge de la Rivière de la Matapédia the evening before. Her daughter living for one and a half years with her friend, both architects, in Montreal, organized the Quebec travel for the family.

Our route continued along the Matapedia River and we stopped to watch the fly fishermen work their rods.  In addition, Jeff had to stick his toes in the river which allowed another stop as he cooled off.  Route 132 had lots of traffic so we took some alternative cycling routes that were more scenic but some sections were in poor condition.  The temperature rose during the morning but the humidity was stifling. The last several miles were next to a lake and picture perfect.  Our hotel sits just across from it and a park.  Upon our arrival, our hostess and her daughter made us feel very welcome and their offer of use of the pool was quickly accepted. 

While tomorrow is also a short cycling day, we thought it imprudent to push ahead another 40 miles in this heat.  Yes, tomorrow is our last cycling day before we all head home. 




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