Richard Marin is a seasoned snowmobiler from the Haute-Gaspésie region. Proud ambassador of snowmobiling in his area, he shares with us one of his personal experiences.
March 15th, 8 AM, it’s -16°C in Sainte-Anne-des-Monts, in Gaspésie. The sky is clear and the sun is shining in all its glory. I’m about to leave for a two-day ride on the Chic-Chocs-Forillon loop with an old friend of mine, an experienced rider averaging 20,000 km (12 000 mi.) a year. As we’re both from the area and familiar with this playground, we know too well that, with this kind of day, Mother Nature will display herself in all her glory! Read more
The day promises to be nice and sunny, so the plan is quickly set for a snowmobile ride. I finally manage to turn my two kids away from the Saturday morning cartoons, and we prepare ourselves for the day! Read more
When we get up, we are literally in the clouds on yet again another windless day. We are roughly one kilometre away from Pic de l’Aube in Gaspésie National Park, the snow is deep and we have to go up and down (and through) some good-sized snow drifts on the way. Trees are getting smaller and smaller as we get closer to the usually windswept peak. Those odd-shaped and totally frosted stunted trees look like fantastic creatures turned into statues by winter. It makes up for the nonexistent view today… only a small ice-covered sign confirms that we actually stand on Pic de l’Aube. Nonetheless, we take numerous pictures of this peculiar scenery. Read more
The air is crisp and the weather couldn’t be more wintery when we get to La Boussole parking lot, early morning on December 24, ready for our snowshoeing trip in Gaspésie National Park, a holiday-season tradition for us. This year, my girlfriend and I will cover some 60 kilometres on snowshoes over 5 days. Taking advantage of the baggage transport service, we’ve prepared a box with all the essentials for a memorable Christmas dinner: fondue kit, meat, broth and, of course, a bottle of wine. So we leave our precious – and duly identified – cargo in the cabin at the trailhead where a park attendant will pick it up to bring it to the hut for us on snowmobile. Merely a few hundred meters after crossing the bridge over the Sainte-Anne River, we enjoy a complete silence, broken only by the crunching sound of our snowshoes on the snow. Prelude to the next 5 days. Read more
I finally understand why snowmobilers love Gaspésie so much. Not that I didn’t believe them, but it’s hard to grasp to what extent this is a great place to go snowmobiling if you haven’t seen it for yourself. Last week, I finally got the opportunity to snowmobile in this region.
I’ve finally been snowmobiling for the very first time! A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to ride the trails in Bas-Saint-Laurent in the areas of Rivière-du-Loup and Pohénégamook.