Sitting on the southern end of the 2nd largest Bay (Hudson) in the world, at nearly 475,000 square miles, James Bay is a formidable attachment of over 26,000 square miles of a fresh water catch basin. There is a huge capacity of hydroelectric power that has been slowly utilized on the eastern side of this gigantic drain bowl. With an estimated 27,000-megawatt potential that is larger than the 3 Gorges Dam in China, more than half of its capacity has been tapped already with a portion being shipped to the USA via a 450,000 VDC transmission line from Radisson, Quebec to Boston, Mass. without any transmission boosting. Now that’s impressive. With multiple dams, dikes, and diversion canals, this mega-complex is an engineering marvel. Any drop of far eastern, Quebec rainwater that falls on this rocky elevation goes through 7 sets of turbines on its way to James Bay. The final journey for this liquid energy medium is through a run of the river dam on the Le Grande River. The volume of this final fall is so great that a normal reservoir is not required; the river itself bulldozers its mass right through the intakes and rotates those titanic turbines easily. The array of all those impoundments needed to be connected by roads in hard rock and extreme climates including temperature swings of 130°F. This year-round access provides citizens with entry into the Great White North, but with minimal services. It is NOT for the faint of heart or for people who drive dubious jalopies. These are the roads that strike interest in a select breed of people who share the traits of a young Labrador pooch. You know, those dogs that ride in the back of a moving pickup, jumping from side to side with their head in the airstream and a toothy grin, wagging their tail with such veracity that you can hear the hammering of the sheet metal on the pickup box 500 feet back at 60 MPH. Such is the description of an ordinary, average, American Joe named Benny. Benny Lars, that is.