Journée d'enfer

Eight hours in the saddle, one sore knee, killer trucks, attack pheasants, horse flies as big as, well, horses but still some beautiful stretches through forests and farmland with a welcome lunch at Pizza Richmond (much better than it sounds) just before a shower drenched us.

And still we made it to Victoriaville just as the sun was setting.

A dip in the pool, a soak in the hot tub, a bite to eat and zzzzzzzzzzz