5 sports The Globe and Mail
The top half of the mountain is shrouded in fog, the trees caked in a glistening snowy ice, and I’m as taken with the Ansel Adams photographic possibilities as I am with the prospect of being set loose to put my relearned skills to the test. I’m ready: The bottom half of the mountain is a piece of cake, but I’m hungry and eager to get on classic cross-country skis. CROSS-COUNTRY By afternoon, the fog has cleared and it’s a bluebird day. Outfitted with cross-country boots and skis, at the picturesque Ski de fond Mont-Tremblant I pick a simple looking route that takes skiers along River La Diablo. Naively, I think this will be an easy echo of cross-country skiing at Vanderwater Conservation Area along the river I grew up on.
