07/29/2026
The edge of Anticosti.
After a day of chasing gravel roads, crossing rivers, and disappearing into one of Québec's most remote islands, the journey ended at West Point, Port-Menier.
As the sun melted into the Gulf of St. Lawrence, the silence said more than words ever could. No crowds. No traffic. Just the wind, the waves, and the feeling that places like this still exist.🌅🏍️
