Showing posts with label snowshoeing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snowshoeing. Show all posts

Monday, 27 February 2023

Snowshoe and skiing adventures


 It was a cold – but sunny day. The blue sky makes such a difference, even in the wetland.

I went down to the point, where I spotted snowshoe hare tracks.

I've gotten snowshoe hares on trailcams, this in 2015. I once spotted one snowshoeing on the wetland, but they are so fast, I didn't have time for a photo!

The quiet meadow! Summer and winter...
See her ?


A deer bed on lot #2. This is our lot beside the highway. You can see a passing car in the background.

We've lots of old trees... the white pine is finally done.

Frog pond... summer, spring, winter

More fun from the kids out west. Cluny and Bryony are getting bigger! They have so much fun. They will be 5 and 8 this year.


Jesse is part of the ski club at Whistler Olympic Park, and volunteer teaches some littles once a week in British Columbia. The girls also have lessons. It is a great program. 


Jess wrote:
"Hollyburn Cross Country Ski Club and the Payak Loppet. Cluny is nearing the end of her second year in the club and just yesterday did her 2nd Mini Payak at 5 km. Hollyburn is such a great program and the Payak is a great challenge for young legs."

 And while you can laud the little kids skiing, here is Jess taking cell phone videos alongside Bryony, Feb. 12! He's a tad slow to upload his many images!

Cluny skiing from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Garbage is out, birds fed, the week begins anew.

Friday, 3 February 2023

Snowshoeing!

We woke to a chilly morn. Yesterday, the wind was blowing the snow across the highway. I will probably exercise inside today. The snowshoeing has been quite something.

Poor Bob V sits in snow.

You can see the layers of dirt in the snow beside the mailbox. You should have seen me whip the snowblower across the highway, outrunning traffic to clear it out.

Down in the forest, the trees carry a load of snow. 


It's much nicer snowshoeing in the sunshine!




It is easier the second time, with a track laid down.



It is pretty as I look across the wetland. We own right across to the trees.

Wood duck nesting boxes on the frogpond:

It is pretty. I zoomed in for a closer look.

The light through the accumulated snow is lovely.
This poor old dead elm tree stand alone, stark in the cold.

I came up from the meadow, kicked off my snowshoes, headed for the mailbox, and looked up at the wires. Something was going on!


I'd heard the truck with its back up, beep-beep-beep. I think Bell telephone is replacing their wires. We don't have a landline anymore, not after we were two weeks without a phone. 

I keep thinking, and then forgetting, that I ought to bring in my flag! 

Back indoors, in the warmth, I process my trailcam images. Things have been quiet, again. There were two coyotes, and a pair of deer.

frogpond action from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.