Friday, May 2, 2008

Hike in Saint-Baudille

A few days ago, 5 of us did this hike. It's in the same general area as the other hikes. There is a mountain with a loop and a transmitter tower for Marseilles. We met as usual by the Malbosc tram station and headed up. It was a bit scary since there are blind turns on one lane/two way mountain roads. But we made it safely. We parked next to a goat cheese farm. Then we headed up toward the transmitter.

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The weather was nice, but as soon as we made it up to the tower, there was a cold wind. Very cold. Hung out at the place with a map of the view and then went down onto a rocky plateau for lunch. Elena and I had sandwiches wrapped in aluminum foil (yes, we finally bought some). Jacques had bread and sliced meats, and the other two women has salads in Tupperware.

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After lunch, we found the road and went by road for a while until we got to a meadow for a siesta.

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Elena tried to tell her joke:

A little boy asked his mother "how old are you?" His mother said, "You aren't supposed to ask questions like that to women." The next day he asked "how much do you weigh?" Again the mother told the boy, "that's not an appropriate question to ask women." The next day he asked, "why did Dad divorce you?" Again, the woman responded, "I'll explain it when you're older."

So the little boy told his friend at school, "my Mom won't answer questions like how old she is and how mucg she weighs..." The friend told him, "All you have to do is look at her driver's license. It's all right there."

So the next day the little boy was riding with his mom and he told her, "I found all the answers to all the questions on your driver's license. You are 42 years old and you weigh 145 lbs. And I also know why Dad divorced you--you got an 'F' in sex."
So that was Elena's joke. Then we slept.

When we woke up, we went back down to the cars, and went to buy some goat cheese. You need to ring a doorbell to call a farmer to buy the cheese. We did and she came and got out a round and sliced it into 8 slices. It was good. We all bought some cheese and then went out to a picnic bench to eat some.

Then, Elena wanted to get some wine. I'm not sure why she had a hankering for wine. In BC she never comes into winerys to taste their wines. We stopped at a coop for Montpeyrou local wines. We tried several wines. All were pretty good. I got 3 bottles.

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