We’ve been rumbled….
“Also out in the cold yesterday was the blogger Postcard from Timperley. She* skied from P7 despite a sign posted at the empty parking lot advertising marginal ski conditions, and she lived to report:
"This was a lovely two and a half hour ski – about 20 km – in lovely conditions once you got used to the cold. I’ve not seen the Park so quiet on such a sunny day – the locals do seem rather averse to going out in cold weather."
*Why do I feel this is a she? I may be wrong. Whoever she/he is, they are clearly not cowed by a little nip in the air or a grandmotherly sign in the parking lot. Obviously someone worth knowing! And what about you "locals"? Are you going to let some foreigner show you up as "averse to going out in cold weather"? (She's from Timperley so that makes her a foreigner.)”
Fame at last! Though I do feel obliged to change my name for today…
On a fairly warm morning (minus 10C with very little wind – and the wind chill really does make a big difference) we set off at 11am from P17 near Wakefield. We had to fight our way through a large gaggle of school children.
“Where are you going to?” we asked a laggard. “Don’t know” (don’t care) he replied, stumbling over his skis. Teachers were wrestling to resolve issues of inappropriate equipment and find a hauler for the all important but unexpected fifth sledge.
“Where are you going to?” we asked a lad at the front, clearly champing at the bit to haul a heavy sledge along the trail. “Brown Cabin” (I wish they’d b****y well get going) he replied, definitively.
Anyway, Helen and Martine set off gently along trail 53 to Philippe. Here’s Helen enjoying a rare open section of trail, which she declared to be in ‘Good to Very Good’ condition, despite a lack of recent grooming. (Incidentally, the grooming this year seems to be sparser than usual, the only real effort seemingly being made on the Parkways and Ridge Road.)
By and by, well – after an hour and a quarter, we reached the fleshpots of P19, the ‘Philippe’ Parking Lot, meeting just a handful of folk along the way.
This blog leaves little to the imagination! These shots are really for Martine’s UK viewers, who are sometimes curious about ‘facilities’.
Would ‘Night Bird’ manage here? I think so!
Trail 51 loops back to trail 53 after a couple of kilometres, leading back to P17 after a total of just over two hours and nearly 17km at our very sedate (I’m reluctant to describe it as ‘feminine’) pace.
On Friday (the day referred to above) I failed to record passing a hardy musician with a video camera along Ridge Road, one of very few people out that day. She wasn’t here today; it must have been too warm!
The day had started with snow flurries, but we finished in bright sunshine. A very pleasant little outing, which Sue would have enjoyed. We were both sad that she couldn’t be with us.
Tim Hortons provided an adequate lunch.
The Wellington Gastropub provided an excellent dinner.
Now for something completely different:
Two weeks today, on Wednesday 17 February, Martine and Michelle (The Pie Lady of Crook Town) plan to meet at Newlands, probably around 10 am at NY 232 195, for a ‘Great British Ridge Walk’. All properly equipped persons are welcome. Best check with us in advance to confirm time and venue, and dire weather could result in a change of plan.