Campbellton was a waypoint, a dot on the map between days 2 and 3 of driving north from Boston to the Gaspé Peninsula. We arrived late and rushed to grab food in the bar attached to our HoJo, attached to an aging mall, attached to the bridge to Quebec.
Save for the bridge, none of these were things we’d come to see. By the time we’d finished dinner, it was well after 11pm on a Sunday in this town of 7,000. The only thing to do was take photos in the rain, so that’s what we did.
We only encountered a little trouble, which you can read about here.
Text and Photos: Rob Bellinger and Dan Meade
Night of Visit: 6/24/2012
Date of Publication: 9/25/2012