We left the Madden’s this morning and rode
northeast. After a month in the city, we
decided that it would be best to take a detour into northern Quebec. Most Ontarians have been on a school trip to
Quebec City in grade 7 or 8 back when I was in school, but seldom do you hear
anything about the north. Quebec is a
massive province, the largest province in Canada; it would be a shame not to
explore the outskirts. My only regret is
that I should’ve paid more attention in French class at school; good thing my
partner in crime Amanda has. She even
went so far as to attend French emersion school; something I would’ve never
done given the choice at the time. If
someone had taught me the value of learning languages at that time and how it
would make travelling more interesting, things would be different. Then again, I had the Chinese language to
juggle with.
Crossing the provincial line in
Temiscaming.
We rode to Ville-Marie and stopped at a
rodeo they had going on in town
There was live country music, sung in
French of course.
We stopped at Loblaws in Rouyn-Noranda and
randomly met a man named Lorrain who took a liking to our bikes and how they
were packed.
Lorrain rode a DR-Z SM400
When we told him about our journey he
invited us over to his place
We met his wife Guylaine and had dinner
together. Lorraine knew how to speak
some English, but Amanda’s French helped bridge the gap.
They let us camp in their backyard
One of Lorraine’s favorite pastimes is
picking wild hazelnuts or La noisette
We headed over to a sports bar called La
Cage Aux Sports to watch UFC. It took us
awhile to look the place up in the yellow pages because when we listen to the
spoken pronunciation we hear “Casual Spar”.
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Where
river narrows.
English
is second language.
Parlez
vous Anglais?
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