Either the Swiss haven't been sucked into Fathers' Day yet, or they're very low key about it. There was nothing in the shops beforehand. Did you know the Kiwis celebrate in September? We celebrated with a pancake breakfast, followed by a hike around the top of "Creux-du-Van". There are many sites devoted to this place. It's beautiful. Walter had already hiked up to it alone, while the boys and I were in Scotland last. We decided it would be better to drive up to the top and hike around the top with boys.
The car park is just back form the farm house there. That group of cows were standing around the entry. Allie and Toby were a little perturbed.
There is a path that runs RIGHT beside the bazillion foot vertical drop, and on the other side of a wall are fields. We crossed over to the fields to walk.
This is my contribution to the many pics of Creux-du-Van. Somewhere in there is Lac Bienne.
We tried to make it up to the highest point, and were rewarded with a view of Mnt Blanc (take my word for it) and Lac Leman (Lake Geneva).
After wandering for an appropriate amount of time to build an appetite, we repaired to the farm house for a 'country lunch'. This consisted of tasty homemade bread, soft cheese and the BEST ever smoked sausage. I'm not the biggest preserved meats fan (all those lymph nodes and bum fat!) but this was delish. Makes my mouth water thinking about it. The boys behave like zoo animals around it.
Finally, I've gotten a pic of cow with bell attached. I wish I'd gotten more. They all wear very different bells (depending on much money the farmer has made?). This one was in a herd meandering around the road as we came down from the top.
Walter comes back from working in Spain today. He'll be getting his Father's Day cake, made by 2 boys who missed him :)
Saturday, June 23, 2007
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Father's Day was Daddy's choice.
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Beeeeeyoootiful pictures, Emma!
The marshmallows are making my mouth water, too. I didn't know you guys were jonesing for a camping spot! I just assumed there'd be lots of places in all that beautiful wilderness around you.
That's a purty cow.
Sue! When I think of camping, I think of you lot :) Come over and camp!
I need more cowbell!
That explains Swiss taste in music.
Emma I am in shock. I just spotted some marshmallows here in the grocery store near my apartment. They were very tiny and looked dry, but I SAW THEM! No, I didn't buy any since I have no fire with which to toast them :-(
Looks so yummy in the photos!
And those bells... I wonder how that cow feels making the hills alive with music all day?
:-)
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