Cyrville Industrial Area and Beyond

Decided to cover streets in the Cyrville Industrial Area, right where the Queensway and highway 417 meet.

It’s a quirky place. A small residential area mixed in with light and heavy industries. Many of the houses on the periphery of the residential area have been converted to commercial use.

Some of Cyrville Industrial Area

This new house caught my attention for its seeming confidence of place, regardless of the industrial complexes surrounding it. I love how it is juxtaposed with the log structure off to the side whose sign reads ICE STORM 98. Most likely a tenacious victim of that incredible event.

Old & New

I’m guessing this was once a residential area before being converted to an industrial zone. I noticed a church in the distance, usually a sign of an established community, so I went to take a look. It’s the Portugese parish of Senhor Santo Cristo, and it looked like these parishioners were getting ready to celebrate! A little research suggested they were preparing for the procession of Senhor Santo Cristo dos Milagres, best described in this post.

Senhor Santo Cristo

Took Cyrville road over to the other side of the 417 which is more residential, even with the Telesat headquarters and dishes looming above.


To get to the other side of the Queensway you can walk your bike over this OC Transpo pedestrian bridge.

Up ‘n Over

Arriving home I was greeted by these two morning glories on either side of the front door.

Up the Gatineau

I’m working on a play that is set primarily along the Gatineau River, so, taking this as inspiration, I set out to cover a few uncharted streets close to its shores.
I crossed over the Pont Lady Aberdeen and headed north.

A short distance up stream I noticed this house covered in it’s original asphalt siding, something I have rarely chanced upon. This style of siding was popular in the 40’s but fell out of fashion and was replaced or covered up with other types of siding.

Asphalt Siding

Shortly after discovering this interesting house I started to experience some intense internal conflicts, and was seriously considering abandoning the adventure, when suddenly, from across Parc de la Riviera I spotted this!

Glorious beacon of relief!

Bless you Ville de Gatineau!

I then continued north and crossed back over at the Alonzo-Wright bridge, which afforded this wonderful view up the Gatineau.

Looking North

I also checked out Chemin côte d’un mille and happened upon this property filled with a treasure of assorted old vehicles.