Flying as a racing pigeon, who always takes the shortest way, as everybody knows, our beautiful province lies down from north of bassin parisien on a length of 200 Kms,( from confines of Ardennes to the bay of Somme) and on a width of 130 Kms (from north suburbs of Paris to the south of Pas-de-Calais).

 

Seen from the sky, trought the eyes of our flying pigeon, our green and blue province let appear a mosaic of landscapes, coming from the côte d'Opale, Somme valley, country of Bray, Compiègne forests, Soisonnais mounts and Laonnais, Thiérache, without forget the immenses Santerre plaines and the picard table-land.

Welcoming land, invasion country, land of cathedrales, the Picardie has known many torments during centuries.

at left, the cathedrale of Laon (Aisne) and to the right the Notre Dame d'Amiens, classified at theUnesco world patrimony..

 

 

 

 

Bruised in their flesh and their soils during the first and second world wars, picards, courageous and self-wilful men always hold up one's head and overcome the extremes trials they met.

at right the Great War memorial ofPéronne

 

The racing pigeons, valiants auxiliaries during these wars, saved many human beings.

Today in Picardie, 1600 fliers, perpetuate the tradition transmitted from their fathers and grand-fathers.

It's up to you to discover in this web site our organization, wishing that one day, our passion will be yours too.