Continued

 

I flew east away from the airport, in the company of the hot-air balloons.

 


Stéphanie Lachance

 

 


Jean-Pierre Bonin

 

To the northwest, the Montreal skyline was faintly visible.

 

I flew out over the town. People yelled or waved to me from their porches or back yards, and I waved back.

 

 

 

The Richelieu river was dotted with small boats. The wind carried me across to Iberville, the portion of Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu on the eastern shore.

 

 

 

 

 

 


Nancy Perron

 

 

Continued....