Saint-Jean-Des-Piles, Quebec
Soon after crossing a little stream, we reached a vertical rock wall the formed a low ledge. Thomas and I were searching for the next blue blaze that marked our trail. There - up on the ledge - was a tiny speck of blue. Surely this could not be our trail? How were we supposed to get up onto the ledge? We could hardly be expected to climb up the rock wall, or could we? We could. Our fellow Canadian hikers tackled the climb without hesitation. The look of disbelief...