Cowbell, Montagnes, and French People!

Today, I went for a hike to explore Rougemont and some surrounding villages. It was a very nice day, so I thought that I would go out and get some exercise, considering life in studio is pretty sedentary. What was supposed to be a three hour hike turned into almost 5 hours because i got lost...haha. I had a map with me, and I followed all of the signs, but I ended up in some cow pasture. From the map it looked like I was supposed to cross under the barbed wire cow fence and head down the hill to find the end of the path, which I could vaguely see in the distance. I proceeded to hurl my backpack under the fence and slide under the barbed wire, but there were some really mean cows awaiting me on the other side. I tried to proceed down the hill quietly, but this one cow kept following me and moo-ing up to the other cows on the hill while violently whipping his tail around. Not knowing the proper etiquette for socializing with cows, I quickly slid back under the fence where I had entered the cow territory and ran back to where the last sign was and tried a different route. I eventually made it down the steep hill back to Rougemont, but by the time I reached solid ground, my legs felt like they were ready to call it a day. I rewarded my self with some overpriced sorbet when I got back into the village, and decided that next time, I'll bring a friend with me on an hour long hike :).


This cow was a little more friendly when I was on my side of the fence...