Saturday, June 16, 2001


The week went by quickly. Yvette Millot kept on inviting students over for her lavish lunches, and we all took advantage of the good weather to have a last look at the mountains and countryside. Two more students ( Christina and Christopher ) went hang-gliding, and we received the visit of Christina's sister Jackie, who will be with us until the end of the Program next week.

We had classes on Thursday and Friday, and Friday afternoon went on our last group field trip. We started after lunch, heading past Albertville up to the town of Beaufort, where we stopped at the local cheese coöperative.

The town of BeaufortThe coöp gathers the milk of some 160 dairy farmers and produces about 920 metric tons of Beaufort cheese per year (out of a total regional production of 4,200 tons of this type of cheese. As a point of comparison, it is interesting to note that this total quantity of Beaufort cheese amounts to less than one-fiftieth of the production of the better-known but less flavorful Emmental or "Swiss" cheese.)

We watched workers unmolding that morning's production in a large room which meets the European Community's latest sanitary requirements; all of the equipment is unmolding the cheesemade of stainless steel, and even the cheese cellars smelled of disinfectant. If the truth be told, the stringent requirements on cheese production methods, imposed by a germ-phobic Danish government, has made virtually no difference in the health of Europeans, but has definitely had an impact on the quality of cheese, which is now less flavorful and distinctive than in the past. The enormous cheeses visible in the photo at right, when fully ripened in about seven months' time, will each weigh over one hundred pounds.

cheese cellarthe group leaving the cooperative

We saw a couple of the ripening cellars and sampled some of the very tasty cheese before getting back into the bus for the ride up a long and winding road up to the Cormet de Roselend mountain pass. We stopped by the artificial lake which feeds an enormous hydroelectric complex near Albertville before visiting the Alpine meadows at the mountain pass. The photo below at right shows Jennifer and Jeannette gathering spring flowers for nosegays. They picked crocuses, of which there were literally tens of thousands dotting the meadow.

the lake above the Roselend damin an Alpine meadow

Among the flowers one can find typical Alpine flowers, such as the crocus (left), the purple gentian (center), and the aster (right). We also saw anemones and marsh marigolds, all typical of an Alpine meadow above timberline early in the season.

crocuspurple gentianmountain aster

After the inevitable snowball fight, some of the students chose to walk up a long grassy knoll to get a better view; Emil climbed to a rocky outcrop, and we watched the clouds rolling in as the showers announced for the afternoon finally began to materialize.

On the way down from the mountain pass, we ran into a traffic jam of sorts as cows filled the roadway; milking machines are brought to the middle altitudes for the milkings as the cows slowly work their way upwards. The cows, all of Tarine (like Brown Swiss) and Abondance breeds, gather around the milking machines which are parked along the roadside. Within a couple of weeks, the cows will be grazing on the highest meadows which, this early in the season, do not yet have enough grass to sustain a herd. The tender spring vegetation yields the best and most flavorful milk, so that the cheese that comes on the market in December and January will be the best of the year.

traffic jam!Tarine cows (very much like "Brown Swiss"

At the bottom of the mountain, we stopped in the city of Bourg St Maurice for a rest stop and a beverage; from Bourg St Maurice we went to the town of Aime, Axima in Roman times; Unfortunately the basilica was closed and we were unable to see the lapidary museum within. But the students examined the exterior of the structure and clowned around in a bobsled. The drive back to Faverges was quick and we arrived in time for supper, just as the heavens opened up and the rain came pouring down.

XIth C. St Martin basilica in Aimedreams of Olympic glory

This is the group's last weekend in the Alps; students are going into Annecy and visiting each other's host families , taking part in activities that the thunderstorms will not impede, such as reading the last two chapters in the class text...

On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, we will be holding our last classes; Monday evening, we will have a farewell party in the mountain village of Montmin; Tuesday, our last pasta lunch at Yvette's. Wednesday afternoon and evening are reserved for last-minute purchases and packing; Thursday, half of the students will be taking the long flight home, while the six others disperse all over Europe.

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Final report to be posted Thursday, June 21, 2001



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