There’s a small network of ski trails about Ribbon Creek, near Kananaskis Village and Nakiska Ski Resort.
They’re track set for classical skiing, and there isn’t really enough room between tracks for skate-skiing.
A nice little set of trails to spend a day exploring, there is quite a lot of up and down – and so some nice views as well. It’s nice to ski somewhere different for a change.
The return of the warm weather (for good? Could this be Spring?) and the departure of the lurgy prompted a long walk about town.
It was my first time out on the Cascade Fire Trail, and so I was unpleasantly alarmed when the trail kept going uphill. And more uphill. And even more uphill. Thankfully the relentless climbing eased off to a more reasonable rolling terrain. And I discovered that I wasn’t as fit as I’d hoped – even towing the Chariot, all the classical skiing I’ve been doing isn’t as much exercise as skate-skiing.
We were around 6km out when the temperature started dropping, and so ended up turning back instead of skiing to the end. Although skiing to the end was always going to be a bit unlikely, given our lazy late start. Perhaps another day we’ll make it to the end. (And yes, the Moosling came too)
Lots of snow trips in the Chariot, getting the hang of sitting up on his own, Jolly Jumping, belly laughs, swimming lessons and starting “solids”.
Well, this was actually this time last week. But still, I look back fondly on those days. It hovered around -5oC or even warmer, I took the wee Moosling out skiing with me, children ran and played in the streets, the chickens were all laying well, and Christchurch was still in one piece. Now it’s sitting on -17oC or some equally ridiculous temperature and oil wells are on fire in Libya.
