So we gathered a group of friends (there were 23 of us all together) and went to Mount Ste-Anne for the day. First we ate lunch that each person had contributed to, and then we started the 2.5 hour climb to the top. Mark and the boys had climbed it last year, but it was my very first time. What I kept thinking during the ascent was, "Joel made it all the way to the top when he was SIX?"
The only thing that we were lacking in order to have had the perfect day was Sam's presence. His football injury kept him back in Quebec City with Gaël, doing homework all day.
|this couple and their kids arrived here from Colombia in recent months|
|Gab and Jérôme|
|Gabriella sees snow for the first time in her life|
|Nazaire, Lanxui, Emma, and Alicia|
|Mark takes in the view from the top|
|the boys with a couple friends|
|Joel and I picked a different trail down than everyone else. It was a big steep mistake, but we had fun and made memories.|