I woke early, aware that the only part of my body that was exposed beyond my sleeping bag, the tiny circle around my nose and cheeks, was numb with cold. The rangers were right, it was a cold night, but the focused preparations (a big dinner, multiple layers of pajamas, a mouthful of whiskey for …
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9/09… Feel any Longing?
The rain of the prior day did have one thing going for it – it was cool, certainly, but not actually cold. Waking up with the rain well past to what appeared to be a sunny sky, I wandered about the campsite getting ready to start the day and realized that I was really cold, …
9/08… Dune
An early wake-up call for Val in order for us to start getting packed up yesterday morning interrupted what we’ve come to call my “office hours”, which generally take place between six in the morning until about eight thirty, when the girls finally wake up and have gathered the will necessary to claw their way …
9/06… Of Moose and Men
We’re far enough north that summer is over. While the trees are green and the sun is as warm as ever during the day, at night it has been getting very, very cold – enough that we all rush into the tent and jump into our sleeping clothes as quickly as possible in order to …
9/05… Punch Me In The Face. Gently.
From Les Escoumins we made our way into the Saugenay park system proper, with a lovely stop for breakfast in the village Sacre Couer, when Val spotted the words “Café au Lait” just as we were making our way through town. It so happened we had not had any breakfast, nor any coffee, to that …
9/04… Questions of Alignment
This morning’s notes are coming from my side of the bed at the Motel le Marinier in Les Escoumins (and, subsequently, campsite 22 in the Saugenay). There was not a ton of noteworthy adventure yesterday to report on, unless you consider my now knowing not one, but two, alignment specialists in Baie Comeau noteworthy. The …
9/03… The Open Seas
Val gets seasick, it turns out. We discover this about seven seconds into the ferry ride from Matane to Baie Comeau, which is roughly two and a half hours long. I feel pretty crummy, the girls are completely unaffected and love that they are on a boat – a boat that serves poutine and rice …
9/02… Invisible Caribou
As cold as it has been so far, it is no hyperbole to say that I am typing up this morning’s entry between rounds of warming my fingers with gloves on. *** Yesterday was Caribou day, which became a huge triumph for the girls despite the fact that the park’s herd of Caribou (the only …
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