Step 1: We went to Scheels and rented skis and boots. It was really easy, and cost a mere $15 for the entire weekend.
Step 2: We decided to go to Lake MacBride. So we printed a map that had all of the trails on it, and headed out without Nola.
Step 3: We got lost. The map was so poorly designed it was basically useless. At one point we ended up in a residential area and passed a Golden Retriever Crossing.
Step 4: Eventually, once Rykert let me navigate, we found the trail head.
Step 5: Luckily, one of Rykert's friends (yes he has frieds) was there, and is an experienced cross country skier (he also sold us our bikes). We played dumb hoping that he would take pity on us. He did, and showed us the more difficult trails to stay away from. And pointed us toward the beginner trail.
Step 6: We get the skis on. And we take off. I'm surprisingly not as bad as you would think. Though I did suck and was not exactly stable. But as soon as I got a bit comfortable...
Step 7: I fell down. Repeatedly. (Note: Thankfully, though to your dismay, there are no pictures of this.)
Step 8: We have a reasonably good time.
By this morning, I was a bit sore. But since ski rental was for the entire weekend, and the temperatures were still reasonable, we headed back out. Nola got to join us this time, and she did pretty well. She did however, chase a few more experienced skiers and maul a couple of children, but otherwise she did ok for her first day off leash. If she can become a little better at following along, then Rykert and Nola may have found a new winter activity. It's water skiing of sorts, right? The water is just in a different stage.
Can you find Rykert in this picture?
Luckily, Jay and Susie bought him an orange fleece for Christmas. It came in handy as he took off ahead of me.
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