Tonight, for the first time, M and I, together with Steve, drove out to the Burwalde Woods Trails for their Monday night ski. Steve lent me a headlamp (required equipment) and M borrowed one from the neighbour across the way (we're going to have to invest in a couple of these) and we headed out on a half-moonlit night of silent-swishing down the trails.This was a fantastic experience. Other-worldly really. During daylight there's so much to look at, that you can forget about the mechanics of your body's work. At night the beam of light focuses you on the trail, and you find yourself much more aware of your body's balances and imbalances. You can see and feel immediately when you're off line. And when you get into a rhythm, focusing on the trail and your movement, it's really a trip.
Gord, Steve, and I skied the creek trail (10 ks) and the main trail (4ish ks) twice. Then we headed over to the warming shack for drinks and snacks and good times with the others. There were about 15 of us there, and in the warmth of the woodstove heated hut ... what, really, could be better. Phil keeps the trails in great shape, and they were quick today, with a dusting of fresh snow to make them pretty.
We'll do this again next week!
1 comment:
Sweet - although I can't believe you guys don't have your own headlamps by now. How do you camp without them? They are mandatory for anybody with a wood stove and outdoor wood storage too, it seems to me.
Anyway - I'm jealous of the ski. It would probably be fatal here with the low snow conditions.
Tim.
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