Trois Pistoles to Sainté Flavie.
A lot of climbing today. Hard to believe I’ve been doing this 17 days. Slept late (til 7!) in the camp and took my time getting ready. Rode into Trois Pistoles and got a couple cups of coffee at a pretty amateur looking restaurant which I neglected to find out the name of.
The weather had started sunny but as I was ready to leave Trois Pistoles around 10am rain was threatening and little drops were falling. The wind was blowing hard to the east, which was good.
The rain never happened. The path I took, Le Littoral Basque, was marked as hilly on the map and it did not disappoint. It was a real fight but I finally made it to Saint Fabien and the worst of it was over. I celebrated with a breuvage. Then the road took me through “Parc National Du Bic”, a convergence of mountains and coastline. This was a really great trail. Steep at times but never killer and cool and shady through the forest. Plenty of stops along the coastline with great mountain views. Definitely the highlight of the day and highly recommended.
The only bad part was that the Route Verte has no signage in the park and the park trails themselves are poorly marked, so its easy to get lost. Which I did, a couple times, but really, the park was so nice I didn’t mind.
The park dumped me out about 15km west of Rimouski. More climbing along 132, but the wind remained strong and friendly. By the time I pulled into the city I was feeling really fried. I stopped at a subway to recharge my phone and myself, because I still have about 18 miles to Sainté Flavie. That’s the bad news. The good news is that I didn’t expect to get there until tomorrow, so I’m a day ahead of schedule. I am, however, physically paying the price. Hopefully tomorrow will be easier. I’ll officially cross over into the Gaspésie region tonight before I reach the campground. ***
Campground is a bit too strong of a word. It’s the back yard of a bed and breakfast literally right off the highway. But its cheap enough, I guess. The ride here was really nice. I was just riding along the beach as the sun went down over the river. The woman who runs the campground said the southern route through Matapedia valley was nicer, so that’s the way I think I’ll go. 7 days feels doable. Even after all today’s climbing I feel pretty strong. So tomorrow I say goodbye to the Saint Lawrence and head inland once more.
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