I can’t believe a week and a half has passed since I shot these photos, but the calendar doesn’t lie. I wanted to go to Montreal on the Friday, but we stayed in the city that night instead and pushed off on Saturday, heading eastward with no fixed itinerary except I had to return to Toronto on Sunday night and the furthest we’d probably drive would be Ottawa, where Lachlan’s friends lived and who were due to return from Scotland over the weekend. I had a look at the map and decided we would go slow, leave the 401, and explore Prince Edward County.
I had to laugh, because 17 years ago we also drove very slowly through southeastern Australia, taking two whole weeks to travel what would be 880kms along major highway — a single day’s drive. But we didn’t take the major highways then, and I decided we weren’t going to take them now.
We passed by many farms, but Lachlan was surprised to see virtually no-one in the fields. When I spotted cows (yes, cow-spotting is the new pastime these days!) I stopped the car so he could get a closer look at the breeds. I can’t even distinguish dog breeds, let alone cow breeds, so I was content to drive and take photos. In Australia, Lachlan did all the driving and mocked my navigational skills (granted, they were really lacking; I’m much better at it now!), but this time it was my turn to drive and mock his pronunciation of Canadian places. Vive le road trip!
