I knew I had a long drive ahead of me from the moment I crawled out of bed. It was time to embrace the grind and cover some serious ground.
Being on the road during autumn has been a real treat as I’ve watched the leaves slowly change their appearance, bringing forth warm colors in greater abundance everyday.
The drive took me along the coast beside the Gulf of Saint Laurence. With tall imposing cliffs on my left and salty waters to my right, the day was a continuous supply of majestic views.
Through the coastal towns I drove as I made my way west, pausing occasionally to take a picture or two but maintaining a good pace.
The sun was beginning to set and I pressed on into the night. There was a church I’d passed on my way east through Quebec the first time that was closed and I’d promised myself that I would return to it one day to explore inside. With this in mind I drove deep into the night, eventually arriving in Quebec City. Being that it was so late, I found a place to park and dozed off in my car. Having covered over 700 km, it had been a long and tiresome yet productive day.
