Welcome to the Great Canadian Winter! Inches of snow all over today, traffic chaos and and an empty school. You have to wonder. If I can work out that the roads will be slow and manage
to get here on time, where are all the students? Surely the snow didn't come as a surprise? They must remember that traffic slows down when braking and steering are compromised. It happens every year! Apparently it happens every Chinook. The snow melts, everyone gets back to normal and when it snows again 2 days later everyone is late or busy crashing. Doh!

Papa, you're right, I was a Red runner with QM. They don't have reds over here, so it's either tricky blues or soft blacks to be at the same level. I have forgotten some skills, the new shape parabolic skis work a lot differently that the old straight ones and I was young and fearless then, so I am playing catch up. I am now starting to get back to where I was in skill terms, not quite in confidence. Such is the passage of time. Vicky and I went to France one Christmas a few years ago but I took boarding lessons then. I've reverted to skiing for now.
1 comment:
Ah I fully understand how the passage of time affects the mind and self belief when doing things of a daring nature.I descend off mountain passes a lot slower than Sherpa or Adam but still quicker than JP. The thought that you are entering the final phase of ones time on planet earth tends to focus on risk elimination, except where beer and fine wine and good malts are concerned.Life is still for living after all and NOT saving
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