Looking across the Ottawa River into Mattawa River Valley from the Quebec side . This climb was an annual event during the first warm days of May. The urge was irresistible . Several of us would agree to skip afternoon classes in Highschool and make the climb. We would see other students who had the same idea . There were too many for the school to call home about . No one got upset ...much . The railroad bridge was access to cross the River . In busier days , timing was everything .
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| photo taken by Angie Miller |
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I remember the empty barrels placed at intervals along the open part of the bridge . Apparently , if a train was coming you were supposed to high-tail it to the nearest barrel to be free from the train and getting blown into the River . It added to the excitement of doing something dangerous . Luckily the CPR was accurate in its timing .
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