Quebec Mega Trail 80 2026

QMT80 required a little more planning than the 50. We went to Beaupré a week before to try some sections of the course. I wanted to hike the Mestachibo trail, the last section of the race, which I would potentially do in the dark. I went with my family, and it turned out to make a huge difference in my race, as I describe later on.

I took the day before the race to rest, doing several small naps throughout the day. I needed to wake up at 2 am the next day to gear up, then take the shuttle to the start at 3 am, and race at 5 am. The naps were important to make up for the brief night of sleep that preceded the race.

At the start line, we had a panoramic view of what awaited us. The beach at Petite-Rivière-Saint-François was just a narrow strip of land separating the water from the mountain, covered by a dense vegetation that hid the gruelling technical trail that would guide us to the top of the Le Massif. I had my drop bag with me, with all the items I needed at Saint-Tite-Des-Caps, and left it with volunteers, who collected it in a truck. We also had enough washrooms and a water fountain to hydrate without consuming from our own bottles.

My plan was simple: walk the hard uphills, jog the soft uphills in small strides, and run the flat and the downhills. I had it stuck in my mind because that’s how I trained. I knew exactly the feeling in my legs that signalled switching to walking and back to running to optimize energy economy. What I didn’t know was whether this plan would work for my largest distance to date.

Start to Le Massif

The first 2 km on road gave everyone one last chance to run shoulder to shoulder before the trails swallowed the field. Then came roughly 12 km of technical, steep singletrack, mostly uphill and walked - the trail was too crowded early on to do anything else. I only found room actually to run once approaching Le Massif. Despite the elevation, I still felt fresh at the top. Carrying 1 l of fluids was enough for the climb, but I had an extra empty flask to be used later on.

Le Massif to Cap-Du-Salut

This stretch was fast, small ups and downs, more downs than ups, and mostly runnable. Still comfortable on 1l of fluids. Cap-Du-Salut lived up to its reputation - a great atmosphere, full of young volunteers partying at the aid station. It was an opportunity to disconnect from the struggle.

Cap-Du-Salut to Cap-Gribane

This turned out to be one of the hardest sections, despite the lower elevation compared to the first climb. My energy level was already lower by then, and around 31 km the terrain turned to mud, technical and unrunnable for long stretches. I was glad I filled all three flasks at the last aid station. I took every single drop of them, quite close to the next stop.

Cap-Gribane to Saint-Tite-Des-Caps

The longest section of the race, just as hard as the previous one, but it opened up in a runnable stretch as I got closer to Saint-Tite-Des-Caps. Sleep, technical uphills hit around Km 46 and again near Km 49. Just before the aid station, the course dropped into a flooded tunnel under a road, low visibility, water flowing up past my knees.

At Saint-Tite-Des-Caps, I grabbed my drop bag. Each item inside was like a To-Do list. I knew up to that point that my mind wouldn’t be reliable to know what I wanted, so as a simple rule, I just needed to do something with every item inside. I dried my feet, changed socks and shoes, reinforced the bug spray, wore the headlamp, ate some craving snacks, massaged my legs, filled up two bottles with electrolytes and left.

Saint-Tite-Des-Caps to Mestachibo

From this point, I was about to run the whole extension of the Mestachibo trail, which ends close to the finish line. Despite the low elevation profile on paper, this trail is extremely challenging, with several signs of danger, sharp rocks, tricky passages to overcome with the help of ropes, and short but steep ups and downs. It is barely runnable and feels more like an adventure. Also, You know a section is dangerous when there are first-aid crew hiking and camping there.

There was a caveat: I had to move as fast as I could to face most of the danger before sunset. Once in the dark, the attention would have to double.

I left Saint-Tite-Des Caps walking and remained that way for a long road uphill. I felt like my legs had just finished a marathon and had to go upstairs. Magically, my energy to run came back as soon as I stepped on the trail again. As the pain slowly drained, the speed increased, while my mind was distracted, remembering that trail from the first time I ran QMT50.

Like an action movie, the trail gradually gets more complex as we advance. The nicest parts are the bridge crossings and the stretches by the river. The further away from the river, the more suffering. But all that nature and the hiking with my family rewired my brain to enjoy the race, instead of fighting it. So, I sped up!

I moved fast, passing many people who had passed me before. I managed to reach the Mestachibo aid station before nightfall.

Mestashibo to the Finish

Recharged, I kept moving even faster, like I was in a hurry to finish. The poles were of great help to support my weight where it would be difficult to balance otherwise. It was time to turn the headlamp on. As a domino effect, many runners did the same, and it was beautiful to see those light spots moving across the darkness.

I was all happiness, yet humble, to finish my longest distance yet. When I crossed the finish line, I screamed: “Mestachibo, Je t’aime!”, making people laugh at my strange taste for technical trails. My family was waiting for me, and we went together to have a warm meal.

QMT Again?

That’s the third time I've run QMT in a row. Did I have enough? I question myself a month before the race, and during the tough parts of it, but I always change my mind after the finish line. This time it was no different, and I already signed up for the 2027 edition. I’m doing QMT80 again to see if I can do better, putting into practice all the lessons learned from this edition.