Day Fourteen

Friday.

Five years ago, it took the Pilgrim and I thirty days to walk 770 kilometers. Today it took one day to drive over a thousand.
We’ve had many journeys, she and I.

Our day started at this house in the Margaree Valley.

And ended at this one in Riviere du Loup.

And this is what we saw in between.

Not much else to say. We did everything in the car, including write this post.

I’ve got to go to bed.

Say Goodnight to the St. Lawrence.