Those of you who have read my blog from time to time know that in winter I love to cross-country ski. Today was one of those perfect days. The weather was about -12 degrees Celsius and we got 20 cm of fresh powdery snow this week. With the right wax you can literally fly across the snow. There is nothing quite like it, the cold sparkling air like a fine champagne, the sun and bluish shadows on the snow, the the squeaky sound your skis make on the snow and the feeling of gliding across the landscape. Despite what my lil' sister says there is some good to winter weather...
The brook isn't quite frozen yet.
Ski trail by the side of the Lac des Deux Montagnes.
Uprooted by the lake
Shadows and sun
Skiing toward the ice on the bay
La cabane à sucre (sugar shack)
Sunset on the lake
Sunset on the lake