We headed up to Maurizio and Jacinthe’s cottage this morning. It’s just a 45 minute drive up the highway in Quebec, but it seems like an entirely different world. You can feel the stress of the city fade away as you work your way up the twisty hilly roads.
So there we were, playing with the boys in front of an actual wood fire, when the first small flakes began falling. I thought that would be the extent of it, but it gradually began snowing harder. More frightening still, it stayed on the ground, and after an hour there was actually enough snow lying around to make a decent snowball (see picture above). By the time we left, we almost couldn’t make it up the driveway’s slight incline (I guess it’s time to bite the bullet and get snow tires).
Three weeks until the Quebec Tour – any bets on snow in Chicoutimi?