Beaver Tails Nordic Ski Club

Not wishing to be out done by some pesky ground hog, a colony (the collective term for a group of beavers) of Beaver Tails popped their heads out of their respective holes looking for skiable snow and their shadows. Well they found the snow but not the shadow, so prepare yourselves for 6 weeks more of winter. The official bean counter number of skiers out was 25 including one or two waifs and strays, one wonders if the 9 am start was a factor. Anyhow Gai Luron proved to be popular not just with us but with many other skiers, including a group of Cegep students and tiny tots at the ski school. That’s a thought Glenn for next year’s ski clinic we could ask to join the tiny tots ski school for the day.
It was not long before everybody was out on the trails, “ A” proved to be very popular as it was in very good condition,” L” attracted it’s devotees whilst other skiers were seen “ G”. Odd comments were heard during the day, like, “anybody got any kick” as though we walk round with a pocket full of spare kick, or “ the descents were a little quick but manageable” translate into OMG it was desperate. Then the usual Gai Luron disappearing trick, a few years ago it was ski poles, this year for a brief moment I was left with one Atomic ski and one Madshus, fortunately I was able using the sniffing groundhog to apprehend the culprit, sadly the old guy had unknowingly picked up the wrong ski, right Arthur?
Well we all seemed to have a good day, several folk went across the road to the Casse Croute whilst other opted for another place whose name escapes me where by chance we met two other club members who had been up to Tremblant Domaine St Benard . Then it was off home to see the super bowl, except I fell asleep and missed the exciting power out.