Dear Jeannette,
From the time you dream of a train ride, well, it's decided: we will make this ballad. And not just any ride.
I planned it: I bought the locomotive pulling the old twister from Quebec to Murray Bay, paid for the rights of way on the rails to the Railway Company of Charlevoix, is check the mechanical device and re-painting. I also gave a little retro with its large eye of Cyclops and his fake fireplace (in fact, it is powered by a diesel engine). I also installed two large seats in front and I cheated a little on the layout of the cabin to give us a panoramic view of the landscape. Next to your seat, there will be down from the ceiling, a rope to activate the whistle. It is you who will do the train whistle to warn the tramps, cows and moose keep moving. I planted two flags of Quebec in V on the front of the locomotive to properly display our colors. I hitched to a wagon behind all amenities that will serve as a bedroom, living room and bathroom. I even write your name on the flanks of the gear.
We will also some great sleepers to accommodate all those friends who read my blog and other cars all amenities. I will also add a restaurant car. This will be one with the thunder.
I hired a big team to extend the railway tracks along the river to Natashquan and build bridges to span rivers that will cross our path. I also hired carpenters to build stations along the route. These are buildings of old, wood-paneled, oxblood color, with black roofs. Then I learned to drive our new vehicle. It's easy. I will show you.
Everything is ready. Get ready for your side. Bring good clothes because we stop here and there to walk on the beach in morning light or in the nights of aurora borealis. Buy a few bottles for breaks for the afternoon. Some food maybe for snacks on the first day. For the rest, do not worry: we supply in small villages on our way. It will not forget the big boxes full of new books that we purchased at the bookstore Pantoute Street St. John and the Bouquinerie Cartier Street and also used several books found in "Good chance" of Saint-Jean (where it says that "Reading makes hair grow") and the Colosseum of the book.
The first day we stop at Cape Tourmente for a walk in his paths inhabited by birds. Then the following days, we will stop at Petite-Rivière-St-François to greet the innkeepers of The Quilt, which we have so welcome and even offer them a ride on rails to them and their guests. Then, at St-Joseph-de-la-Rive, where we board the old schooner stranded on the shore. Hence, if you wish, you and our passengers, we will take the ferry to Ile-aux-Coudres to see the old mills and enjoy the peace of the pond at night swallows. In return, we will go a long walk on the beach of Cap-aux-Geese where my grandfather lived, you know the one who told the world was created for our grand-son.
We'll take a long break at St. Irenaeus where we will see one of those wonderful late-night concerts of the Domaine Forget. Then, I will discover you and our passengers, the wharf in Port-au-Persil where we can talk a long time with Sunday painters before we embark on the rocky shore to make us, very near to Early Protestant chapel where we gather in the freshness and whiteness of the scene before filing a small mite in the trunk poor leaving. If our reviewers feel the legs strong enough, then we climb the steep hill that leads us to the Auberge La Petite Madeleine whose large gallery offers breathtaking views of the mountains that plunge into the stream.
The next morning, we will spin with a stroke in Baie-Ste-Catherine to cross the Saguenay River on the ferry that I had especially built in the shipyards of Levis to load our locomotive and its cars. While crossing, I would say look to the west where, perched in the hills of Cape Trinity, a statue of the Virgin.
We stopped our vehicle in the Bay of Tadoussac to admire the luxurious yachts and tour vessels to large whales. Astonished tourists crowded around us to endless questions about our mysterious craft. We allow them to board and you, with other women in our convoy will visit our wagon women astonished and told them in detail our adventures while I'll explain to the men running mechanics. Then we walked the streets of this colorful town. Perhaps also we going to tour the Point Trail, which offers stunning views over the bay of Tadoussac. In the evening, we sleep in the big hotel, where guests want to.
The next morning, we drive a few miles east to get to the Cap de Bon Desir. Here, binoculars in hand, we spend long hours, lazily stretched out on the rocky shore to watch the whales who come to the round back a few yards away in the sparkling sea.
Then from there we will continue to monitor tracks winding Route 138 to the Escoumins and many small villages, worthy followers of the hero of Jacques Poulin, we'll go to the villagers for distributing the books stacked in our major funds.
night, sometimes they invite us to dinner at home. So the fireside, they tell us the story of love they have with the sea and we'll talk about their wonderful country they discover in the books we have brought them.
Other nights, we assemble large bonfires on the beach and sing, recite poems and we will launch into frenzied dances around the fire.
At Baie-Comeau, we will stop to visit the dam Manic-Two, where George Golden sang so well the boredom of workers separated from their loves.
Then, more and more lonely in the forest of Cote North we go where we go in Godbout bigger local attraction: the departure of the ferry to Matane.
In Sept-Iles, we'll take a cruise around the island Corossol, a protected sanctuary abounds where a multitude of seabirds such as gulls, terns and cormorants. Then we will go to Lookout Point where the river named intermingle fresh water from the river and salt water from the Gulf of St. Lawrence.
From there we move into a country increasingly desert crisscrossed by a multitude of rivers with names that say their distance and throw themselves into the sea: Pigou River, River to the seed, the Thunder River ... We will be in full Mingan. Past Havre St-Pierre, we have the feeling of being forgotten in this country sorry and sad attempt to make his way into our souls.
Then we'll all sing loudly to populate the forest. Wolves, moose, bears and deer will approach to see these strange bipeds riding their monstrous gear.
Aguanish After I put all cylinders (or should I say full throttle as we drive diesel). The engine roar, sparks fuseront under our wheels, dials threaten to explode, the rails become hot and melt passes by, our cars at the rear, brewed from all sides, will barely keep pace. Thou shalt not break the alarm whistle to ward off the beasts of the track unsafe. We will drive to a train to hell so we will miss the final curve leading to Natashquan and we take off for literally take off power to the sky.
People from the airport, near here, will wonder what is this incredible aircraft that took off without waiting for permission from the control tower. Surprising However, Felix Leclerc did before us in his P'tit Train du Nord:
Oh! The train to Sainte-Adèle
visited the East end of Mont-Laurier
Nobody could stop him seem
has been seen spinning in the firmament
last night
Are you ready to take that risk ...? Yes, you say. So, this fairing railroad cap that gives you a mischievous and DRIVING! With our passengers both stunned and delighted.
Tenderness,
Your mechanic, chauffeur and lover.
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