We got a fresh batch of snow last night, so I decided to pull the snowshoes out of the storage locker and make use of them. Following our Sunday tradition, Kaia and I headed to the woods.
After strapping on the snowshoes, I got a good workout while Kaia pulled me up a hill. When we reached the top, I took a round of photos then promptly deleted them. On accident, of course. I was trying to change the file size so I could take more photos, but instead clicked "Ok" to "Format" and was greeted by a "No Photo" message on my camera screen. Sigh. A little lesson on letting go. We were having too much fun to dwell on my loss too long.
We found ourselves an outlook and sat down for a rest. Apparently Kaia likes checking out the view as much as I do.
I don't think she was contemplating the beauty of nature. I'm pretty sure she was looking for something to hunt.
I called her name to get a better shot. She likes burying her entire face in snow piles, trying to sniff out mice or anything else tasty, so for most of our hike she was sporting a snow mustache.
*Did you really break my concentration just to take another dang photo of me!?*
Okay then. She's such a teenager right now.
Back to the view. I have to deliver at least one nature photo without the dog! All winter I've been looking forward to climbing a hill to catch a view of the trees all dressed up in snow.
*Uh oh, I hear someone coming!*
Far before I heard anything, she sensed a pair of snowshoe-ers headed down the hill. That was our cue to head back down too.
As we were leaving the reserve, a cross-country skier slide by us on his way down a different hill. I was jealous. I want to train Kaia to skijor. Skijoring is a sport where dogs pull people on cross-country skis, although I learned just this weekend that skijoring is also done with horses! Now that sounds dangerous. Interestingly, equestrian skijoring was a demonstration sport in the 1928 Olympics.
The major roadblock, besides Kaia's limited attention span, is that I've only cross-country skiied a few times. Before I train her, I need to train myself! So my next winter challenge is to practice skiing, so that maybe next year we can ditch the snowshoes and glide through the snowy woods in style. It might be a pipe dream because she definitely hasn't been the easiest dog to train, but it's always worth dreaming.