jamesdeluxe
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- Jul 17, 2020
Following the most perfect spring/winter combo yesterday, the weather did an about-face overnight, and we awoke to clear skies and -15F. We spent the night at Maison de Vébron -- a pleasant small hotel at the foot of Mont Edouard with a cool European feature: a common kitchen, dining room, living room, and lounge that allow guests to mingle.
We ate an excellent dinner last night from a new épicerie a couple hundred yards away, Au Comptoir d'Edouard, where we also bought cranberry- and blueberry-based products for ourselves and foie gras and duck paté for our carnivore friends. Owner/Head Chef Gilles Hamel was great at explaining where everything came from (100% local) and how it was made:
We hit the road and headed east to the St. Lawrence. During the warm weather, beluga whale tours are a big attraction around here:
There was only enough time for a three-hour spin at Le Massif, but this time, we were able to take in the great river views. While the brutal flash-freeze hardened some of the runs into concrete (the high temp at the summit was 3F), others were top-to-bottom velvet:
We raced back to the Quebec City airport to find our flight delayed by 90 minutes due to heavy winds in Newark, so we got in line and did as any Canadian would under the circumstances:
So that's it -- six straight ski days, fantastic food for every single meal, gorgeous views, and friendly French-Canadians.
We ate an excellent dinner last night from a new épicerie a couple hundred yards away, Au Comptoir d'Edouard, where we also bought cranberry- and blueberry-based products for ourselves and foie gras and duck paté for our carnivore friends. Owner/Head Chef Gilles Hamel was great at explaining where everything came from (100% local) and how it was made:
We hit the road and headed east to the St. Lawrence. During the warm weather, beluga whale tours are a big attraction around here:
There was only enough time for a three-hour spin at Le Massif, but this time, we were able to take in the great river views. While the brutal flash-freeze hardened some of the runs into concrete (the high temp at the summit was 3F), others were top-to-bottom velvet:
We raced back to the Quebec City airport to find our flight delayed by 90 minutes due to heavy winds in Newark, so we got in line and did as any Canadian would under the circumstances:
So that's it -- six straight ski days, fantastic food for every single meal, gorgeous views, and friendly French-Canadians.
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