A little lost

I had me some trouble last week. It was not the first time I had that trouble but its never any fun when it happens. I twisted my knee. I was carrying out a 20 jug of water for the cabin and as I was leaving the house coming through the door way at an angle it happened. My foot hit the floor and my momentum and the jugs kept my upper body moving. My foot stayed still and it was my knee that gave causing to fall to the floor in pain.

After a quick trip to town and a little more waiting I was treated to my monthly radiation dose. My knee was treated to a set of X-rays and my groin was treated to a lead apron. The conclusion from all that was nothing visible wrong and I needed to build up my leg muscles. As of today I have for the first time in years have a gym membership again. I will start to figure out my program tomorrow.

Prior to my booking my self in at the gym I did some skiing starting first with the empty field across from the family plot of land. I moved on to some more interesting adventures getting my self a little lost out behind the hotsprings. Now I had a map I had even packed a compass, but the reality of the ground compared to the blandness of the map had me convinced the map was wrong. I found my self crawling up a too steep slope. When I did make it up to the top I explored a little around the flat area there. Which lead nowhere. I doubled back and taking a hunch I went up a little gully. This was nearly as tough going as the first approach.





By the time I was with in twenty meters of what I hoped was the top I was back sliding so much that I was loosing more ground with each ski then I was gaining. So I took them off and half walked half crawled up the slope and found my self a few meters away from the logging road beautifully compacted with ski-do traffic. It turned up that the ski trail proper was down hill a few hundred meters or less from where I had come through but I did not care. The machines had made a solid surface that was smooth and fast for me to travel over. Had I not found that I would have turned back with in a few more meters.



With the more interesting bits behind me I headed up the road away from the ski trails but on well traveled ground. I headed this way until I started to go down hill again. Not wanting to climb all the way back home being tired already I headed back.

After that adventure a long soak in the hotsprings was much needed. For on the way down I got chilled through was the willed cut into my clothings.

Welcome to the 21st Century, Almost

At the moment I am blogging from a drab computer lab in downtown Nakusp. Its free and the library was closed. But soon I will not have to leave the comfort of home to enjoy high speed connectivity. On monday the truck came by and slung in a line of Coaxial cable which will at long last open up the house to the internet. We are currently waiting on the cable modem and the other details of the final installation. So Welcome Crescent Bay to the 21st century, almost.

The Toy Trifecta

Perhaps it is my being of the male half of this rase but I like my toys. If i am going to spend overly long periods of time away from the creature comforts of home to bring in some cash I must make sure that I reward myself at the end of the day. So to do that I get myself toys. The bulk of the money I have spent on toys has ended up in my out door recreation gear. The first to arrive and the least toyish of the lot was the mountain bike which got me around for a good chunk of my university days. It was several years before I round off the trifecta with gear for different seasons and mediums. Moving from land only to water in two of its three states on this planet. Lacking a hot air balloon I can not fly into the clouds and enjoy water in its other phase. So as of a week ago monday I completed this trifecta with the addition of a new set of crosscountry skis to my toy chest.




The snow is still thin around the house so I have had to go off to Summit lake east of Nakusp to use them. The old railway line where I have often biked proved to be a good trail. The flat railway grade is good considering the bad shape I am in. Hills would kill me. I did my best to off my self yesterday by skiing the length of the lake and back a trip that came close to 9km. It was a good thing that other people had passed over that trail compacting it allowing for me to have a nice fast glide.`