Stormin' Norman Across Canada: 4,668 kms! Are We In the Maritimes Yet?!

I have become a good night driver. I've always liked travelling by night, and on this trip I'm getting a fair bit of practice with that. A pattern has definitely emerged: run by day, drive by night. Brenda and the girls are taking care of the running part, so far running on six of our eleven days on the road, and I'm taking care of the driving. Thing is, I don't start my shift until they have finished theirs. The girls' shift ends after lunch, and once we've eaten and sorted ourselves out, my shift begins after dinner. Now, Norman has been great, but he is no speed demon. So we have been landing in our camping sites around midnight each day. Day eleven was no different.

The day began for Brenda with marathon number six! It was remarkable that she was up to face another run immediately after the heat of Quebec City. She set off in the cooler part of the morning.

The cool didn't last for long, and it was soon another day over 30 degrees, running alongside the highway,

Maddy joined Brenda at the 20 K mark for her 10 kilometre leg.

Norman was very thankful to find these median pull-outs in which to wait rather than sitting on the shoulder of a busy highway of transport trucks. He didn't like thinking about the girls running so close to traffic either.

Maddy and Brenda come in for the switch up: Emily joined Brenda for the final leg.

Brenda and Emily finish strong at the 42 kilometer mark! Marathon number six completed!! Amazing!!

That accomplishment deserved a gravy soaked plate of poutine made with New Brunswick potatoes! We stopped in Grand Falls for this delicacy. This was the only town of New Brunswick that we stopped in to spend some time.

Grand Falls must be named for the spectacular gorge carved by the Saint John River which drops 23 metres! The picture doesn't really do the scenery justice.