On December 25th, I celebrated Christmas by flying to Quebec to shoot rails and jibbing with JP Auclair. But as the first plane I was supposed to take had a major problem with the toilets, I missed my connexion and got to spend the Christmas day on Charles De Gaule airport and its surroundings.

I got to Quebec City in the evening of the 26th and JP picked me up at the bus station. He seemed a little nervous about all this rail stuff and so did I. That wasn't really what we had been up to the past few years. But JP had been talking about this rail / jibbing session for a while and I was sure everything would go well. I think he was too.

Couple days later, we got to work. The cold weather had just arrived and I put all my clothes on to go out. The night before I had fallen asleep in front of the fire while JP was supposed to go and check out the speed of this first feature. But he had ended up shoveling most of the jump and asleep on the sofa, I wasn't there to help and felt bad… However, there was enough to do the next day to make me feel that I was at least a little useful. After some minor problems, we got the wallride shoveled and sessioned by ten in the evening and unbelievingly, I still wasn't cold!

The next features revealed to be a little less easy. We would have to try various different ways of doing things to get everything go the way we wanted. It was either the speed, the shape or the timing that didn't seem to work. But amazingly (and most importantly), after almost abandoning lots of times, we finally got the things done. The cold weather had turned into snowfall that the next day turned into a warm weather that turned everything slushy. Quebec was grey and dark except for the few hours the sun came out beautifully coloring everything.

I stayed until January 5th and was kind of sad to leave. When JP dropped me at the bus station, I realized I hadn't even seen anything of Quebec expect for jibbing spots and hardware stores (to get the necessary tools for skiing in the city). So, I finished the book I had started at Charles de Gaule airport and then watched out the bus window for a little sightseeing of Montreal on my way to the airport.