The Caledon Crust Cruise hotline rang early yesterday with the news that it is now - temporarily - possible to skate ski just about anywhere you want to go. We were out of town for Easter but today 'Bent and I hooked up with Coach LD for a morning ski around the fields, rough bush and wetlands north of Bolton.
It wasn't the wilderness experience that Slice, Dog Runner and the gang enjoyed this weekend, but it was still the most fun that I've ever had skate skiing. It was a mix of cross-country travel wherever we felt like going, bushwhacking and occasional surprises - like the little piece of wire fence that flipped me onto my face.
We had a few centimeters of snow last night, and all the branches were lightly dusted with feathers of snow and ice that gleamed in the morning sun.
Conditions were certainly nothing like the photo in
Revy's log today, but 'Bent still couldn't resist throwing in a bunch of telemark turns when we found a good hill. Coach LD followed his line doing parallel turns. As you can see, when we Ontarians talk about spring skiing in corn snow... we are talking about *actual* corn.