And still the snow spirits ignore our pleas as I write this on Monday afternoon. As of this morning (Monday) the weatherman says there is a possibility of snow on Wednesday. When you read this, you’ll know whether he/she was right or very wrong.
Lack of snow notwithstanding, the Black Mountain crew did a magnificent job preparing the race course for last week’s U.S. championship races. Our granddaughter, Molly Siegel, and her teammates, Alice Hotopp and Shelby Aseltine, participated in the week’s events, as did some of their male counterparts. Everyone acquitted him/herself quite well, especially considering they were “playing with the big kids.”
There were upwards of 500 skiers from all over the U.S. and Canada, some of them members of the U.S. Ski Team, many if not most of them hopefuls for greater glory, on the U.S. Team, or the Olympics, or the World Cup. These were qualifying races for the next step. Most high schoolers, like the Gould group, were in it for the experience, and a wonderful experience it was. Hurrahs to the organizers and crew, as well as to all the intrepid skiers.
Another skiing event took place on Sunday at Gould Academy, where New England Nordic Ski Association (NENSA) hosted its annual “Fast and Female” day. Young women from near and far came to participate in a day of fun, fitness, yoga, coaching, and of course, cross-country skiing. Jeremy Nellis, after coaching his skiers all week in Rumford, did a stellar job of preparing what snow there was for the day’s activities.
Last Saturday Mike and I, accompanied by Jake, did our weekend walk in Mason Township. We parked on Meadowbrook Bridge Road and hiked up an ATV trail toward Trout Pond. It was fairly easy walking, with only a few icy spots. We saw many, many deer tracks, and as we reached higher elevations, we spotted moose tracks, too. There were quite a few of those, and they looked like big fellows, all headed upward. Of course, we also found some snowshoe hare spoor, a few partridge tracks, and plenty of fox and coyote.
One thing to be said about my usual morning path in the woods is that with snow cover it is evident that there are quite a few other people who tread the same trail. As a matter of fact, I have followed some heretofore untried (by me) trails, because they showed some usage. It makes for a more interesting morning when one can cover new territory.
Our bird population is mercurial. Some days we see flocks of goldfinches, crowds of chickadees, tons of titmice, and piles of woodpeckers. But on others, there are no birds to be seen. We think it is because so many of our neighbors also feed the birds, and our feathered friends just like to spread the joy around. Makes for a smaller birdseed bill!
I’m still hoping to hear from you out there. As I’ve said before, it’s difficult to write about West Bethel if West Bethelites don’t tell me what’s going on. You can reach me at email@example.com or 824-2917. Think snow. Ciao!