A festive day ahead. Balloons and banners decorate the dining room in the main lodge of Domaine de la rivière Mistassini. For sure, this 10th day of July is the last of our expedition. But above all, this 10th day of  July is an important rite of passage for Catherine G.who turns 18! In […]
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Author ArchivesJuly 9Our group of late risers wakes up to JF’s appropriate poetic recitation. « So make the best of this test and don’t ask why. It’s not a question but a lesson learned in time. It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right, I hope you have the time of your life”. The warm night […] July 8: A Morning Like Any OtherYet another morning like any other. Mario did not catch any fish. Well, only a small one. He says a larger one got away. It’s a bluish morning. The smell of bacon is in the air. The birds sing. Friendly smiles. Complicity. The sky must be sad to see our expedition slowly coming to an […] July 7: A Second FirstFor the second time of this trip, it did not rain today. The day before (Sunday, 6th) was a perfect day: fresh fruit, beach, short distance, full blue sky, weather around 30 C, cool breeze. Hum… seems to me there is a bathroom freshener by this name… July 6: The Truth, The Whole Truth, Nothing But the TruthTruly, no one, no one in the world, had a better Sunday. It’s not possible, no. Mario goes as far as saying that he believes this was the best day in an expedition of the history of the Foundation, dating back to 1996. Not too shabby! Let me tell you how it was. July 5: Here goes…We left l’Île-Ă -la-ciboulette late, as the kids slept in. The angelus bells must have been ringing at the Girardville church – the closest hamlet, more than 70 kilometers away – when we set out in our canoes. The youngsters go to bed late, sometimes past midnight. In fact, nightfall is rather late in these […] July 4: High and LowThe day had started well. At dawn, the clouds were gone. A soft breeze was keeping the mosquitoes away. Then came nice white spots on the horizon. Followed by grey ones, dark and heavy. By 9 o’clock, the spots were drenching us. July 3: We’re off!Our canoeing expedition has started. Grey skies overhead as we leave the Chute Blanche site. But, as by magic, the clouds slowly disappear as the day progresses. As the curtain rises to give place to the show, the grey weather dissipates and, around noon, the sky is blue. And tonight, stars in the thousands can […] The Gang of Nine (2)Not as gung-ho this morning, this gang. Bleary eyed, the adventurers stretch as they stumble out of their tent. Mosquitoes, black flies, gnats and other bugs used every opening to join our adventurers under the blankets. In short, no long and deep sleep for our heroes. The Gang of NineThey are beautiful and radiant. They are victorious. Their eyes are full of life. Their hearts overflow with hope and tenacity. They are about to go through an uncommon experience. Such are the nine youths who will navigate the River Mistassini with the Tip of the Toes Foundation during the coming days. |
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