... All of the
traffic signs in Quebec are in French,... and I don't speak French.
Mont Tremblant, Quebec.
The days have
begun blurring together. We get up and do something fantastic,
eat some delicious thing and then go spend a bunch of time playing
after which we drink and dance and have more food and then go
to sleep.
The kids and
I are starting to get a bit homesick and I'm definitely itching
to get back to the project I started before we left. Still a week
and a half to go.
Deb
and Spence in cheesy self-portrait,... gimme a break! It's the
only way I get in these pictures!

A
corner shot of the great Mountain Luge race of 2005.

Kenna
taking the inside line to pass Deb.

Kenna
looking pleased with her racing style.

OKOKOK,...
one more self-shot. Me and Kaya going up the chairlift for round
two of the luge.

The
Mountain Luge run at Mont Tremblant.

Tyler
makes his move in turn 7..

Kenna,
showing utmost concentration, badgers Jack in turn 12.

Deb,
looking pleased with her race, comes into the pits.

After
the Luge Race, we took the gondola to the top of the mountain.

Which
was really beautiful.

I
found some wildflowers.

Kenna
chilling at the top of the mountain.

I
left the group for a while to go find a waterfall, which was really
cool and green.

That
night we cruised over to the Blues Festival and went dancing.

Kaya
and Kenna twisting in the plaza.

Night
falls on the festival.

Tyler
and Jack fire up some actual Cuban cigars,... never actually understood
the attraction...

Rounds
at the Blues Fest.

A
fine night in Mont Tremblant.

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