|On 16 February 2010 friend Mary Ewell invites me to snowshoe with her on the Lake Fairfax trail. She kindly lends me her husband Andy's snowshoes. Alas, as a novice I don't know how to pick up my feet properly, and the pivot makes the shoes swing up so that the front edge thwacks me on the tibia. The result: big shin bruises!|
But the snow is deep, the exercise is fun, and the conversation with Mary is great. Near the end of the out-and-back I find a set of keys lying on the snow. They're Mary's, fallen from her pocket almost 40 minutes ago. Lucky us!
^z - 2010-02-19