An Author’s Olympic Dreams: February Vacation Edition

I’m on school break this week, so in addition to lots of reading and writing time, we’re on a mission to take part in as many Winter Olympics sorts of activities as possible.  Though we are having fun, I’ve noticed that our endeavors often turn out…well…less than Olympian.  But you be the judge…

On Monday, the boys decided to do some downhill skiing at Whiteface, while E and I opted for cross-country skiing on the groomed trails nearby at Cascade.  It was lovely in the woods, and we saw fox, coyote, and snowshoe hare tracks in abundance.  We loved this little brook, with the water running right under a bridge of snow.

E stopped to poke at the ice with her ski pole, and that’s when things got tricky.

Poles float, it turns out.  And water can run strangely fast in the mountains in February.  Thankfully, there was a log blocking the way, so her pole didn’t get too much farther off the trail, and I was able to take off my skis and creep onto the bank without falling in.  E got her pole back, with a soggy strap, but no worse for wear otherwise.

Tuesday was an ice skating day because Lake Champlain is finally frozen enough for skating in many places.  The ice is beautiful and black and makes eerie thumping sounds as you skate over the cracks.

There are some interesting things frozen into the ice.  Can you tell what this is?

It’s a perch.  Frozen about eight inches down.  Logic tells me that the fish died first, and froze afterward, but still… I can’t help imagining the poor guy swimming along, saying, "Hey, Pete, do you think the water’s getting colder tonight? Because I think it’s getting tougher to swim and ….WHOA!"

See what I mean about the un-Olympian bit? I am guessing that Evan Lysacek wasn’t having thoughts like that during his performance in Vancouver.

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