I grew up in New Hampshire, and now live in Maine, but I am definitely not naturally an outdoor girl. I’ve never skied in my life, and hiking and I don’t always get along (black flies = the devil). However, since moving to Maine from New York two years ago I’ve been making some serious strides toward embracing the great outdoors.
On Saturday Ross and I tried our hands at snow shoeing. Neither one of us had done it before, but we both really enjoyed it. We went to Pineland Farms in New Gloucester, ME, where we rented snow shoes and did their 2.5 mile trail. I have to say, it was just so beautiful. The whole landscape was freshly blanketed in loads of fluffy snow and the trails were easy to follow. It was also a pretty decent work out, taking about 1.5 hours to cover the whole trail.
We were a bit out of place considering neither one of us owned any appropriate outdoor gear. I was wearing several pairs of leggings with leg warmers, and Ross was rocking about four sweatshirts. Oh well, we managed to stay toasty.
Next step is trying cross country skiing, and then MAYBE downhill skiing. The thought of shooting down an ice-covered mountain on a pair of sticks has always frightened me. I’d rather not end my life prematurely by slamming into a pine tree, thankyouverymuch. Any skiers out there with some advice on conquering the fear?