Traditionally, with Sue and me, winter has been a favourite time to go to the cottage. Snowshoeing through the woods has always been an enjoyable activity. You get exercise, beauty, and no bugs.
This year, I found the lifting motion hard on my legs, so it was less enjoyable. Perhaps I did too much too soon, as I thought on the third and last day that it was going better with the old bod.
Whatever the case, I hereby, forthwith, and thusly presentest thou with a few photos. With the melting, they are not as glorious as in some years, but they are still good enough IMO.
First, a few shots of the woods and trails. Then, some people shots.
|Perhaps my fave shot with the leading line and nice light|
|A pano looking downriver with the Reindeer Tree to anchor the scene|
|There was still some snow on boughs|
|And also snow on bare branches|
|Snow and lichens (?) on a fallen log|
|Getting your ducks (or people) in a row, nicely spread out and somewhat offset|
|I waited to catch the group heading around the corner|
|Then, I waited to frame Heather between the trunks|
|Brian, Heather and Elu in formation|
Sometimes, I had the trio ... er, quartet (sorry Elu) ... stop and face the camera. Life is more than bums after all. :)
|I told them to do something ... and they did ... something|
|I thought that having them stop and pose under the snow-laden, fallen tree was a good idea. None of us considered the safety factor. Bad Elu showed me what she thought of my picture-taking by turning her back — as if I needed another bum shot.|
At this stage of life, one wonders if I will be around or if I am around if I will be physically able to tromp next year. Gotta make hay while the sun shines — or rather make snowshoe tracks while the snow lasts.