Here I am a few weeks ago, cross-country skiing for the first time in many years. Well, I guess I'm not actually skiing here. This is one of the steep parts where I would have needed a lot more skill, experience, and confidence to actually ski. So I walked.
And here I am actually on the skis:
Some of the scenery I got to see (bits of blue sky!!!):
And the snowbear I helped make afterwards:
The pile of skis in the bus home. I wasn't the only one who thought cross-country skiing would be good that day. This was just a regular bus that goes between towns, but you would have thought it was a shuttle in a ski resort. People were happy, laughing together. What a great day.
I went about 13 km, however, which was too much for my first time in years. It uses very different muscles than hiking. I think my technique is very bad, because at the end, I was like, "Hiking that far would have been far easier."
I hope I get another chance this season.
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