Leaving Quebec City started with a really steep descend down to Old Quebec and over to the ferry which takes a plethora of cyclists to the other side of the river every day to bike along their great bike trails. I biked up the river for a while before stopping to realize that this side was much, much flatter than the western side of the riverbank.
After a smooth ride to St. Jean Port Joli, I was in for some fun as, today, I biked through much construction where my speed was greatly reduced which made me think of the quote: "It does not matter how fast you are going, just as long as you're moving forward". I, eventually, had to walk the distance of an entire town pushing my bike over the rubble that was the condition of the road under construction.
Later that evening, the light now not as long lasting as the 10pm sunsets of the Prairies, I was in a race against the sunset to make it to Cabano and as the rain turned against me again.
At last making it to Cabano seemed just a bit too far as I tore down a large hill to a lone Motel at the base and with darkness just setting in.
"Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So… get on your way!" - Dr. Seuss