out on the lake

      Feeling a little groggy right now. There's the hint of a cold or a 'something' coming on. Just little aches and a funny throat and all that jazz. Overall I don't get sick too often, really only about once a year, so maybe this is it.
      I went out with a couple of friends this afternoon. We bundled up and walked out on Back Bay of Great Slave Lake. The lake is frozen out about the edges and is safe to walk on. There were skidoo tracks and paw prints everywhere so we added our boot marks to the mix. But man! was it windy. We felt it at our backs as we first set out and realised it was going to be extra nasty on the return so we decided to head home right away and get it over with. Being on the lake and in the open means you're a prime candidate for the Wind to try any of its new moves on you or brush up on any of its' old ones. It was bitter. I had my earmuffs around my chin, my hood up and tight around my face, sluffing quickly forward in my snowpants which, by the way, I love. The snowpants that is. And it's not because they look cool or are any special brand or have glow-in-the-dark powers or a built-in Swiss army knife because they don't and aren't and don't have. I just love them. I love the swiff of every step. I feel like I can go crazy in them and do things plain old pants won't let me do. (You mean old authoritative plain old pants you.) Such as rolling in the snow and ... nope that's it really, just rolling in the snow. By the time we got back my big toe was nicely frozen and limber phalanges were but a distant memory.
      Thank goodness for hot chocolate.

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