Le Circuit Mont Tremblant
[dropcaps] M[/dropcaps]y hubby, Mr. Mama, loves racing. For Mr. Mama’s birthday, we decided to do a little trip to check out the Legends of Motorsport (http://www.lecircuit.com/events.cfm?ID=7) at Le Circuit Mont Tremblant. This was my first time attending a race, and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. We made a day out of it, packing a picnic lunch and brought everything we needed for a fun day, minus the kids. My parents (Nana & Nani) were spending the day with them back at our place so Mr. Mama and I could have some quality time together.
To make life easier for Nana & Nani, we left them a rough schedule of what to expect with the kiddies that day. Here it is below, a typical day in the life of M&M this summer:
- 7:30 a.m. – wakeup, diaper change, milk
- 8:30 a.m. – breakfast (eggs, bread, fruit)
- 9:30 a.m. – play outside, snack (fruit, yoghurt, crackers)
- 10:00 a.m. – diaper change (Little Mister)
- 11:30 a.m. – lunch
- 12: 00 p.m. – diaper change, milk, quiet play upstairs
- 1:00 p.m. – nap
- 3:00 p.m. – snack (Little Missy… lil Mr is still sleeping)
- 4:00 p.m. – diaper change, snack for lil Mr
- 5:00 p.m – play outside, dinner
- 7:00 p.m. – clean up time
- 7:30 p.m. – snack (fruit, yoghurt, oatmeal to fill them up if needed)
- 8:00 p.m. – milk and bedtime
Luckily for us, lil M&M sleep through the night because they are eating through the day. M&M followed this schedule fairly closely that day and especially loved being outside. That’s the great thing about summertime – you can just throw the kids outside without worrying about snowsuits or frostbite.
Back at Mont Tremblant, we were having trouble finding Le Circuit. There weren’t any road signs for it, and we had to ask at a hotel. Even with directions and a tiny circle on the tourist map, we could’ve easily drove right by the small sign pointing to Le Circuit. Is this what’s become of the former home of Canada’s Grand Prix?
We arrived just in time for Group 2 Classic Monoposto. Don’t ask me what that means because all I can tell you is they looked like soap boxes on wheels. The cool thing about this race was it’s a family-type gathering, with people of all ages sitting on their picnic blankets or lawn chairs watching some cool cars race by. Being the rookie I am, I was probably the only person wearing earplugs. In my defense, M&M let out screams in my ear on a daily basis so today was a chance to give my poor eardrums a rest.
The best part about the race was checking out the race cars up close and personal, and chatting with some of the billionaires (yes, billionaires) who drove in from all over Quebec, Ontario and parts of the U.S. to be there. The majority of these race cars were champions in their heyday and are worth millions each. Their owners/drivers (the eldest was 70 years old and still driving) hauled their cars in large truck trailers and each had an awesome spread of food for their travelling partners, families and mechanics. Oh and the cars were nice too. The one that sticks out in my mind was the 1933 Alfa Romeo with duct tape on its trunk, but otherwise it was in pristine condition and drove well.
There was also the 2006 Porsche Cayman S which travelled in its own custom-made hauler that looked like a boat. Mr. Mama hopes this experience will entice me to join him at the Montreal Grand Prix next year. That might be too much excitement for me still but I’ll definitely attend this event of historic race cars again.
After the race, we drove through the Mont Tremblant Village in search of a nice restaurant. Mont Tremblant itself is confusing because it’s made up of 4 different sectors. The Village that most tourists see is full of hotels, resorts, stores and other tourist traps. The Village we went to was the original part where local residents actually lived, and some still do. We ate at a nice restaurant called Millys, and saw Milly herself. Their outdoor terrasse was like sitting in a stylish backyard with a green, black and navy colour scheme. They had lobster specials, which is Mr. Mama’s favourite. It was such a luxury to treat ourselves to a glamourous dinner. After dinner and a short walk along the boardwalk, we headed back to Otown resolving to visit Mont Tremblant more often.