Dwight Peck's personal website
Winter
2003-2004
wonderful
wintry fun in the country the neo-cons have so far overlooked
A
quick dash to the loo above the Pré de St-Livres
You
may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a
good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught
up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
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The farm of Pré de St-Livres, 12 April 2004
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Professors
Durham and Pirri pass the farm at the Pré de St-Livres, bound singlemindedly for the ski-club hut on the ridge in the distance and
carrying a fair amount of gourmet curried chicken with them.
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On
the way, the former ACS professors pause to look down into the enormous hole in
the ground called the Glacière de
St-Livres in the grove of trees beyond.
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It's down there.
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There.
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We're continuing up this way for a while.
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Prof
Durham, carrying all the gourmet curried chicken, lags slightly behind on the
uphills.
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Halfway
up the ridge, discussions ensue on how to deal with the curried chicken issues before the April lack
of refrigeration becomes obvious.
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We'd better hurry then.
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Seeking
a good luncheon spot
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.
. . just looking for a flat place to spread out the tablecloth and napkins and
tuck in.
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Almost
desperate for lunch, Prof Durham tops out onto the ridge and
joins Dr Pirri in madly tearing at the plastic packaging to get at the gourmet
curried chicken.
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Dr Pirri,
with gourmet fruity black bread in hand, invites the narrator to try some of the
curried chicken, 12 April 2004.
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Fortified
by chicken, Prof Durham darts upward towards the cabin at the top of the ridge.
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The
ski-club cabin hangs at the top of the ridge overlooking the Pré de St-Livres
(and Lake Geneva). An
excellent vacation spot for some calm and relaxation
amid the hectic round of quotidien affairs, but has it got a clean restroom,
I ask?
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Two
hikers circumambulate the ski-hut looking
for the bathroom.
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No worries, there's the loo, exactly at the top of the cliffs --
actually about one foot beyond the edge of the cliffs, for obvious reasons.
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WELL!
That's all right then.
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Leaving
the ski-club hut, bound down into the Creux d'Enfer and roundabout
back to the car.
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Dr Pirri
and his extra-strength depleted-uranium belt glowing strangely, bound for the
Creux d'Enfer and, eventually, back to the car.
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Emerging from the forest
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. . . and thoroughly lost.
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All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 20 May 2004, revised 22 July 2008, 7 January 2014.
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