With Ontario’s slopes shuttered by pandemic restrictions last season, Quebec’s Gatineau Hills proved the perfect antidote. The jubilance I felt as we crossed the Macdonald-Cartier Bridge was briefly interrupted by a drowsy observation from the back seat: “This place is a ghost town.” Not a saloon-door-swingin’-on-rusty-ol’-hinges kind of ghost town, or even a regular town … More »