Today Ragnar, a 63 year old man who skis at great speed with perfect technique, took me up to the Valley of the Horse for some cross country skiing. This area is in the hills overlooking Levanger. Ragnar is a very patient teacher with a lot of experience. The weather was windy and cool giving a wind-chill factor of around minus 5? This was my second time out on the skis.
We skied down a prepared track for around 7 km. I was practicing my diagonal classic technique. The scenery was so stunning that I would often be distracted from what my skis were doing, nearly resulting in multiple pile-ups on several occasions. Luckily most of the other skiers had the ability to avoid my flailing, stumbling figure as I struggled to retain my balance.
We skied down a prepared track for around 7 km. I was practicing my diagonal classic technique. The scenery was so stunning that I would often be distracted from what my skis were doing, nearly resulting in multiple pile-ups on several occasions. Luckily most of the other skiers had the ability to avoid my flailing, stumbling figure as I struggled to retain my balance.
After 7 km we came to a hut, owned by the local ski club. We stopped here for a break and a coffee. The snow under Ragnar’s skis is around a metre deep.
This shot is taken from outside the hut looking North East. To the right of the flag pole a mountain is just visible. This is the highest point locally and seems to have potential winter routes on its North West flank. This definitely needs to be explored. Ski in with kit in a pulk, camp over 2 nights and see what there is to go at. Tbc…
After a brew we skiied back via another route, 14km in all. My legs are pleasantly sore, a marked change from the days after my first time out last week. Then, I felt like my inner thighs had been brutally beaten by a deperate man wielding a large stick. Kind of like an alternative take on the torture scene from Casino Royale. How Bond drove his DB7 after that I don't know..
It's a Vanquish!
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