Cross Canada by Cub

We left Hawkesbury around 10:00am

When we stopped for gas, a girl drove over the curb and into a sort of ditch in the parking lot, which caused her airbags to go off, and the horn to scream. Dad disconnected the battery to quiet the horn and I lent her my cell phone so she could call her friend at work to tell them what happened.

The road we were taking to get to the ferry was closed, so we followed the detour signs, however, they led on to a 400-series type highway, so we continued on the smaller detour road, and eventually circled around and made it to the ferry. The ferry to Sorel was the smallest ferry I have ever seen.

When we got to Saint-François-du-Lac at 6:30pm, we had travelled 142 miles.