Leaving Halifax in early morning, we made the long trek all the way back as far as Quebec City, continuing to listen to Fourth Wing as we drove. We were again blessed with good travelling weather as we stopped at Truro for gas and coffee before we sped through the Cobequid Pass and into New Brunswick at Sackville, stopping for lunch at Oromocto.
An accident on Autoroute 20 saw us detour down through Levis and along the meandering shoreline, for a different view of things. We regained the highway and crossed the Pierre Laporte Bridge and up the west bank of the St. Lawrence into Old Quebec. Google Maps led us on a rather circuitous and entertaining tour of the city, up and over the hill before bringing us back down to the water.
We rented a two-bedroom apartment in the Old Port for two nights, right down at the river, and a great location for exploring this historic town. We climbed the hill several times to enjoy the sights and sounds of Vieux Quebec amidst Montreal Canadiens playoff fever. I even practiced my French a little. We also explored the Parks Canada ruins of Chateau Saint-Louis beneath the boardwalk and current Chateau Frontenac....and for once, the funicular was actually running!
Departing early once again on Friday morning, we regained the Autoroute and headed southwest. Other than a bit of traffic around Montreal, it was another smooth run, and before long we were in Lancaster, Ontario and a stop for food and fuel. Sailing back along the 401 and 407, we started up the 400 on a Friday night and got off at Aurora Road, just before a large backup due to an accident. Driving cross-country, we got back to The Harrows' and spent a quiet evening reminiscing over the past two weeks.
Both wide awake at 545am, we headed out early for home, and stopped to scoop Vincent from boarding before arriving home to unpack and unwind, with a day to spare before returning to work. All told, the Bronco Sport earned full marks on its inaugural road trip of 5994 km.
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