Today, in the Laurentian Mountains, the road ahead is leading us to the (once) quaint little town of St. Sauveur. This town gained fame world-wide about 20 years ago for refusing to have a MacDonald's restaurant in it because town council felt it would ruin the charm of this town. A friend from Switzerland who visited it with me years ago remembered that story making the press over there!
The mountain in the distance is the ski hill where I learned to ski. It might not be as impressive as the rocky mountains displayed on Dale's blog, however, this mountain has significance for her to as it was her first ski hill as well. In fact, when we were young, we really were "Chicks on sticks" because the ski school we learned to ski was called "The Ski Chicks"!
This is a picture of my friend RJ, standing in the foreground of the green and picturesque "Hill 70" ski run. I loved this ski run for all of it's moguels and when I was young my ambition was to be able to ski it well. While it took some time to accomplish that - the hill was conquered - along with more fierce ski runs at other ski resorts, including those in my beloved French Alps.
Like most French Canadian communities in the province of Quebec, this town has the ever-prominent Catholic church, which stands proudly in the town centre, in front of our family's favourite "apres ski" bakery.
Oh, the memories of Page's bakery. At four o'clock sharp, we would race off the ski hill to make it to Page's bakery (pictured in the distance) with the maroon awning) before all their freshly made loaves, direct from a wood burning oven, were sold out. They usually sold out in 15 minutes!
We'd then drive back to the Montreal suburbs to usually eat some hearty baked beans soaked up in this mouth watering bread!
My trip back to this town sure brought back some memories. Below is a picture taken by my parents from "Hill 70" in the 1960s.
Hope you enjoyed my trip back memory lane. Guess I'm not the only one who is looking forward to skiing this upcoming winter. This brings to an end my thanksgiving photo journey.
6 comments:
Nice shots, Lannio. I especially like the one of the bakery with the colourful leaves.
I hope you're feeling better!
Lannio,
Once again, beautiful photos. It's nice to know there are still places that will forgo commercialism to preserve ambiance.
What a lovely place you and Dale grew up in.
I, too, hope you are feeling better.
R
Beautiful scenery. I can well understand your affection for it.
I've never been one for skiing but would be more than happy just sitting looking at that spectacle - maybe with sketchbook in hand.
Lovely pictures, Lannio
I find it interesting that in the shot from the 1960's, even upon close inspectaion, it could have been taken last winter in terms of the style of the winter coats, how everything looks, etc.
I have been to St. Sauveur, but quite some time ago. I have skis, but unfortunately am too afraid I'm going to fall and break something to use them!
But Mary Beth,
St Sauveur will be there to assist!
Ian -
Skiing: A spectacle? I think not ;)
AM, Rachel -
The antibiotics seem to be working, but the side effects - ugh!
MB -
How fashion conscious! But it's true how fashios re-invent themselves decade after decade. I'm sure that me or one of my siblings are in that shot. But I was too young to remember.
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