I am the only one on snowshoes instead of skis. I guess I never took up snow skiing for the same reasons anything goes untried — lack of interest and opportunity. I don’t remember it ever coming up as a kid. Windsurfing … there’s something I did learn because it was offered at summer camp near Coeur d’Alene. That doesn’t do much for me today.
And so I’ve come expecting I’ll be the slowest, prepared to reassure the others I don’t mind being behind, as often I am when stopping for pictures of moss or curious rocks. So far, though, the rental skis and crusty snow handicap the others enough to keep me in the pack.
* Photo by Alexandre Thissen: www.flickr.com/photos/athissen/