Cantal is a land of immense beauty.

A land of crystal waters.  Fresh clean mountain air.  Forests and hills that still shelter elusive chamois, marmot, mouflons, deer and wild boar.  Pastures where gentian and orchids grow amid the grass and wild flowers.

A land where age-old traditions are respected; where time is measured not by the passage of the hands of the clock but by the gradual unfolding of the seasons. 

A land of mountains and rivers and forests.

A land where you can witness nature in perfect balance.

But this beauty is fragile.   

So please come and walk our paths.  Drink from our clear springs.  Breathe deep of our air and lift your soul.

But, please, take care – we’re just looking after this land for our children and for yours.

I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly, then, for you tread on my dreams 

 William Butler Yeat