"Just trust me! I know there's something in Ulverton... I know I've heard about it before!"
As we were driving through the Townships we saw a sign for Ulverton. I was soooo sure that there was something in Ulverton. It really rang a bell. I knew that I had come across that name somewhere in my research. I was super confident that I was right! So sure enough, we went in that direction until we finally saw a sign for the Ulverton Woolen Mills on Mooney Street. That was it! That's what it was. I had heard of this old mill a while ago and somebody had suggested that I go visit it. We were almost there...may as well to drive towards it.
Scotch Hill = Hey, Danville, where's the scotch at?
As we drove by Scotch Hill, we realized we had entered a little town named Danville. Unfortunately, we also realized that there was no scotch to be found. What the heck?! That's false advertising. So, instead we parked in the town center to stretch our legs and go for a little walk. The area looks very "English" or "American" in the way it is designed. The town is full of old, colourful Victorian and Edwardian homes. The street names in one part of the town are English (ex: Craig, Maple Grove, Hamilton, Crown, King...) Whereas, the streets on the opposite side of the river are French (Dufferin, Giguère, Brochu...). It's a quaint and quiet area and the people here are very friendly, not to mention bilingual (always a bonus).
Asbestos, where are you?
As we continued on, we drove through Asbestos, an old mining town. The town was extremely quiet. We didn't cross paths with a single soul. Nobody driving by. Nobody walking along the street. It seemed dead. In addition, the homes appeared to be ''run down'' and the buildings were not all that well maintained. We took a little detour towards the Jeffrey Mine to see if we could view any remnants of the mine. As the photos demonstrate, the mine is covered in shrubs and small trees. There wasn't all that much to see. Perhaps during the summer season there is more to do and see in this area. I'd have to give it a second chance.
Up Next: Valcourt... Home of the legendary Ski Doo
Gone to church for some burgers... AMEN!
I ate the classic cheeseburger and I have to say that I really savoured it. It came with a side order of home-baked fries and a platter of various home-made sauces and dips. It was yummy! I got more than enough for my money!
----Oh, and on a final note... The one thing that I found really odd about Sherbrooke is that there is an actual ski center located right in the middle of the city! I have never seen this anywhere else before! I was in shock. Now, of course the place isn't massive... but still... I think that it's pretty cool that they have such easy access to a ski hill! Hats off to ya Sherbrooke!