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Three friends, a photographer, an ethologist and a farmer, went on a trip to visit the Ardennes. “I’m Renaud de Montauban, you’ll be Guichard and Richardet”, the photographer decided,  “ but we’re missing Allard and our magical horse.”

“... how is it possible for a horse to understand human speech and adjust it’s size to it’s riders? And what is the functional value of such abilities?” The ethologist got curious, alternating his gaze between the ridiculously huge formation of rocks next to the river Meuse and the dirty seat covers of the 1998 Renault Clio.

When they arrived at the Eau d’Heure Lakes, they rented two jet skis. The photographer and the ethologist went together, as they wanted to pursue their discussion a little further, while the farmer didn’t care too much and enjoyed bullying a child on an inflatable pig.

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