We had severe thunderstorms that evening, through the night, and the next morning, and the weather forecast for the following week was awful, so we gave up and decided to just go home. Then after driving up the Trans Canada all day, my little family finally had their lobster dinner between thunderstorms along the St. Lawrence River in St. Roche-des-Aulnais, Quebec.
Bonnie rolled up her sleeves, ready to tackle her lobster...
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Jamie wasn't keen on lobster, and had opted for fish sticks instead,
and he was watching Bonnie deal with her lobster.
"There's also a cherry pie for dessert..."
"I love your cherry pies."
Jude kept watching his daughter struggle with her lobster...
"How are you doing with that thing?"
"I'm doing fine, thanks. I just don't like it looking at me."
Jamie decided to share some of his dinner with the pups....
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They were nicely done, and all cleaned up by the time the next thunderstorm rolled in.
That night we drove into the dark in the torrential rain, through construction, passed Quebec City, and spent the night at a truck stop. Next morning we continued in the pouring rain passed Montreal. The rain finally stopped when we crossed the border into Ontario, but it was very hot and humid, with orange, hazy skies from all the wildfire smoke. Later that afternoon, it was finally good to be home after the 'non-trip' that had fought us right from the very beginning.
Maybe we'll try again next year.
Maybe we'll try again next year.
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