It was time to turn 50. Get away from it all. Do something that would serve as an exclamation mark for making it a half century. Living in Upstate New York, I needed to pick a destination about five days ride away. Looking at the map, one purdee mouth stood out like a sore thumb. The mouth of the St. Lawrence. This is the story of one man'a quest to cleanse his soul for another half century of living. There is nothing profound here. Just road talk. <a href="http://s857.photobucket.com/user/jsc632000/media/Quebec%20Trip/image_zps363bbd69.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab134/jsc632000/Quebec%20Trip/image_zps363bbd69.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo image_zps363bbd69.jpg"/></a> PIcture taken ten miles east of the Thousand Islands bridge in the great country of Canada along the Thousand Islands Parkway. I was a few hours away from home and had ten days at my disposal. Maybe the warmest moment of the trip.