Happy Solstice! Let the days grow longer!
It has still snowed everyday since I saw you last. It's funny, I noticed that when it's not snowing, someone always makes the comment, "Oh, it isn't snowing right now." That doesn't happen very often.
But that means the winter sports are amazing. Here are some examples.
Cross Country Skiing
Did you know that I didn't even take my XC skis out once last year? Not once! But this year I've been out on groomed and ungroomed trails. I don't care. Just get me out!
The CH trails are pristine
Yup. I've already scaled Brockway's Nose -- more than once. I can't help it, really. That ridge just whispers in my ear, "Come on, Amanda. You know I'm an exotic challenge on the way up and down." And I fall for it every time. However, every time, I also find myself saying, Oh crap. How did I end up here? How are we going to get up/down this, Duce?
For instance, last time it was too steep for my dog to climb, so he whined like a pansy, and I had to slide all the way back down to make sure he was okay and rescue him from his feelings of inadequacy. I did find this interesting specimen on the way up, though.
Pinedrops - a parasitic species
I didn't know what it was at the time, but my wildflower guru friend Harvey did! Good thing I took a picture.
To finish the journey, Duce and I trudged up the snowmobile trail. Not at all as exciting as the ridge, but I did get this picture for you.
View from Brockway's Nose 12/16/13
On the way down we took the ridge. And remembering the time I went down and took that life-threatening video, I stayed farther west of that spot. Unfortunately, there is still a dropoff there.
Okay, this next part would have been a good opportunity for a helmet cam.
I sort of hopped to a spot where I could wedge myself between a tree trunk and the side of the cliff, so I could hopefully catch my scardy cat of a dog. Before I actually got him to take the plunge, I saw this nice little scene.
Mossicles on the side of Brockway
Then after five times of calling my big galoot, he finally lept off the overhang and into my arms. Squealing the whole way. What a goof. But we made it down safely, and that's what mattered.
I actually got to do this today on a trainer kite. We were, once again, at Lake Medora. But this time was different: I got to strap on a snowboard and get pulled by the kite in the wind! I didn't go any significant distance or do any cool tricks, but I got to ride with the wind.
I even got to try a big boy kite: 12 square meters of nylon blowing in the wind, tugging on my harness. It wasn't too windy today, though, so I didn't fear for my life.
And soon I'll get to Mount Bohemia again. I just got my own skis, and I am pumped to try them!
Well, I hope life is good for you too. Take care!