TALES OF ADVENTURE
Adventure is not always comfortable...
I LOVE SEEING MY TRUCK AT THE END OF A 5 HOUR SKI ON THE CATAMOUNT TRAIL
Skiing out of a cluster of southern Vt. ski resorts, heading north through Landgrove.
We rode hard, side by side, facing the snow capped mountains to the north.
Tilia on her wild eyed, spring loaded horse, me on my feet, slapping my own flank and whipping imaginary reins to the pounding gallop of the springs.
I love seeing my truck at the end of a section
Alone on the mountain, I could not imagine where the gentle chime sound came from.
My journal of skiing the length of Vermont on a 311 mile wilderness trail called the Catamount Trail.
Vermont's rich history of ski areas is coming into view...The Heritage Club, Stratton, Bromley, Magic mountain in these next few sections. 2017 is a bit better conditions than the end of 2016 but still unpredictable and very changeable day by day. I am settling in to a weekly outing as conditions and my life/work/time with family permit. The up side of this is that I can 'wait and see' and go out when conditions are sweet. the down side is that it is a long time between skiing sections and my fitness sort of lags. Oh well, it is great and I am loving the journey.
"We can't go cross country in the Triking yet...I don't know it well enough," Bill said..."well, you have a whole month to get ready, I said with a smile and headed in the house to figure out how to pack.
It took 3 years with simple hand saws to sight and cut a 5 mile ski trail for my winter commute to my jewelry studio in our rural Vermont village.