We turn left out our driveway and head into the heart of the Gaspésie mountains. These photos were taken over the course of three weeks. Each week the snow is piled on the evergreens and along the side of the road.
The days we've gone skiing the mountains themselves have been shrouded in cloud and snow, with brief breaks only of soft azure sky. But the drive there is bright and blue. And drive home we are treated to glorious sunsets of mauve, rose and orange, as Damien winds his way through the mountain pass.
Getting there (and back) is almost as beautiful as being there.