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Jumping and dribbling

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Nordic Centre silliness

 

Getting the hang of sitting (and grabbing things, getting over-excited and falling over)

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12 hours of Saturday

 

8am – Peaceful breakfast :)

 

 

9am – Finn helping me with the laundry

 

 

10am – Another warm day! And it’s snowing like crazy.

 

 

11am – Back in the car after finally meeting up with everyone, now off to the trailhead

 

 

12pm – Skiing along the Goat Creek trail, starting from Canmore, heading to Banff

 

 

1pm – Lunch break at the first bridge

 

 

2pm – Crossing the second big bridge – still snowing like crazy

 

 

3pm – Still snowing! (the Chariot behind me is covered now)

 

 


4pm – Skiing with Finn on my front. Nearly there.

 

 

5pm – Finally got to the carpark (18km later), then hike up the hill to the Banff Hot Springs.

 

 


6pm – I opt for hot chocolate instead of hot springs (too dehydrated!)

 

 

7pm – Car shuffling complete, we all head back to Canmore

 

 

8pm – Hanging out on the sofa with the boys

 

More 12 hours captured here.

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Cool cat

 

Sleeping with his sunnies on

 

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Skiing, yay!

 

 

 

Back at the Nordic Centre towing the Moosling again (I had to get out of the harness to jump, he was fast asleep back there, and probably wouldn’t have appreciated it).

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Return to Watridge Lake

The last time I passed by Watridge Lake I was 34 weeks pregnant, feeling too warm, with sore feet, and generally feeling as if I’d hiked far enough. We’d hiked through from Sunshine Meadows to Mount Assiniboine, and I’d already travelled 19-20km that day. I was kind of hoping for a travelator to take me home. Or a small helicopter. Perhaps a tame and friendly moose.

This time I returned with a baby on the outside, and a tame snow-shoer to pull along the Chariot.

 

 

It took us less than an hour to reach the lake! I was flabbergasted.

 

Watridge Lake

 

 

A happy moosling in his Chariot

 

After having lunch on the far side, we returned home.

 

I remember these signs all too well. Six months ago, they kept promising me that I was really near the end. “The car is this way”, they would say. But no mention of distance. It seemed to take forever. Obviously I’m not the only one to have felt this way.

 

On the drive back to Canmore we came across some moose! They were standing on the road, and weren’t entirely sure what to do as I drove slowly up to them. After running along the road for a while, in a remarkably sheep-like fashion, they worked out how to dive off into the trees (where they glared at us balefully).

 

Spray Lakes Road Moose