Trekking in Tremblant and Veuve with a View

We just returned from a five day sojourn in Quebec to celebrate my birthday.  Hubby booked a couple of nights in Mont Tremblant and another two in Montreal.

Mont Tremblant is a breathtakingly lovely spot.  The weather cooperated and it could not have been a nicer place to be on a warm, sunny summer's day.  We arrived in time for dinner and what else would we have but......

poutine.  That delectable dish of pure Quebecois decadence....frites slathered with vein clogging gravy and topped off with heart-stopping fresh cheese curds.  Jenny be damned!!

Myron still had room for a Killaloe Sunrise Beavertail, one of those Canadian must haves, this one sprinkled with cinnamon, sugar and a tangy squirt of lemon juice.

Now before you think that all we did was eat (well, ok, so what???), we actually did get some exercise.  When I say exercise, I mean we HIKED!  We started off our day taking the "cabine" (gondola) up Mt. Tremblant and then starting out on an "easy" hike....at least that's what the guide book said.  If that was "easy",  I'd hate to see "moderate" or "strenuous".  It took an hour and a half  to finish the circuit that had  all kinds of terrain...rocky, muddy, and steep!  And it was fun!

This was taken about halfway through the hike (where I was sorely tempted to do a Julie Andrews-esque twirl).  The scenery was spectacular, the air was clean and cool and we felt good about doing something physical.

That evening, we sat on our balcony, overlooking Mt. Tremblant, sharing conversation, some wonderful Quebec foie gras and cheese on a fresh baguette, washing it all down with icy cold Veuve Cliquot.

 

Turning 58 wasn't so bad.  In fact, it was wonderful.