What I hadn't realized was that La Cantonade was a new thing and it was important for us, the residents of our hill top village, to get together and participate. Our canton, which is roughly the same idea as a county in the United States, was sponsoring a walk where all of the villages in the canton were invited to take a hike to the main town (the county seat as it were) and in the process raise a little money for the fight against cancer.
And since I'm particularly fond of finding ways to kick cancer's butt, a hike with Hubster and the tribe sounded just about right.
The best part was when Hubster manged to get a lift back to our village and stock up for a picnic. Our buddies from our village had done the same and were happily sharing out bottles of rosé and rouge with all and sundry from our neighbouring villages near and far when Hubster, bless his English socks, showed up with a 12 pack.
Take that cancer.
2 comments:
sounds like the school fundraiser hike, one of my favorite things to do when I am in St. Jean. Wish we had been there to day!I like beer too.
Always a great day for gathering with neighbors. It was our day too to gather...
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