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The sun tried to shine today, but didn't really succeed until we were leaving Chester Lake to head back to Calgary. It was still a great hike (ok, ok, snow shoe) up to the lake - very pretty in spite of a hazy sky and a bit of snow fall. This is my favorite kind of hike (ok, ok, snow shoe)... the kind where you do all/most of the work on the way in, and then just saunter your way back out. We had two pooches along today, Sadie (with Marcel) and Rothco (with Scott). Rothco enjoyed sampling everyone's lunch snacks, and I'm sad to report that even my yummy cheese (Babybel with Maasdam) couldn't compete with Holly's chocolate bar. Along the way, Holly convinced Jerry to run around in a big pristine opening so she could get an 'action shot' of him running in his snow shoes. I hope she got a good one, and I hope she shares it with us. All I got (while photographing the same session) was a pic of Jerry falling in his snow shoes, and a pic of a snow-covered Jerry standing in his snow shoes with Holly photographing him. Super Dave made it out today for the first time since his accident, and did a great job considering he has a couple of broken ribs and an injured lung. He had a headache while we were stopped for lunch and looked like the walking dead (ok, ok, the snow shoeing dead) when we started back down. Jennifer and I were hanging back with him, and all of a sudden he transformed into "Second-Wind Man", and zoomed ahead on the trail with his usual twelve-foot paces. One thing that I thought was really cool was that Stephan wore his traditional snow shoes. I had always wondered how they could possibly work without the crampons on the bottom that the newfangled ones have. He learned (and shared with us), that as you walk along in them, the snow squishes up between the weave of the shoes, providing great traction. Ingeniuous! The group, which was actually split into two smaller groups, had run-ins with a guy who I call "Mr. Happy" (for those of you who are Robin Williams fans, the reference is intentional). He was a belligerent solitary cross-country skiier who had made it his mission for the day to verbally abuse all snow shoers on the trail. For a few moments there I thought everybody would be kung-fu fighting, with our pacifist, Clay, leading the charge. Fortunately, once a few rudenesses were exchanged, "Mr. Happy" went on his way. I'm sure he had a great day with the snow shoers - there were at least a million of us on the trail today. After hiking (ok, ok, snow shoeing), about half of us (including me for once! yay!) headed to our unoffical clubhouse, the Kilkenney Pub, where we were joined by Debbie who said she knew we'd be there because "we always go there". OK, so I guess we're predictable. The beef boxty was even better than I remembered, and the Strongbow didn't suck either. -- Rhonda |
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Clay, Bridget
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Rhonda, Bridget, Dave, Clay