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The Murdochville Road

Driving the southern coastline of the St. Lawrence River towards Gaspé is driving a sea-lined highway of magnificent views and endless skyline. Land-locked eyes are instantly drawn outward to the endless horizon; staring, in the semi-hope of spotting the hump of a whale’s back protruding from the hazy blue vista. More likely, and if they’re lucky, they might be able to spot the head of a seal slipping delicately through the chilly waters before submerging again in search of supper. 

Somewhere along Route 132, just past the Gaz-o-bar—by country standards, the nearest landmark—there is a sign that reads Gaspé, 138 km ahead. And on that same sign, with an arrow pointing away from the water—toward another highway, referred to colloquially as the Murdochville Road—it reads, Gaspé, 131 km. [continued…]

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