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I put my skies on and get all set, I will ‘practice’ for a
while before the lesson. I slide out and try not to fall in front of the shed,
it would not look good. I make my way onto the trail, there are two forms of
Nordic, the traditional and skate ski. I will traditional and that means using
groves cut into the snow. Skate is more like ice skating and you can’t use the
groves. I get going in the groves and seem to be doing OK, then the first
little hill. Well more like a bump than a hill. Up and over, down and up the
other side. Survived without falling, felt good.
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The lesson was held in front of the hut and there where two
small kids and a teenager along with me, two instructors so it was broken into
age groups. After a few minutes talk about how to stand, put on and take off
skies, walk up hill, we headed for the trail I was just on. We went up and back
a short distance and worked on how to slide our feet. The instructor decided
that we should go to another area so we went back and waited for a shuttle to
drive us. Turned out we could have walked there faster so it was a waste to
ride the bus. But the area was wide open and we could practice on a flat
ground.
My biggest problem was stopping on a hill, I kept plowing but
I just never could slow down and I ended up falling a few times. The lesson
ended and we headed back to the hut, skiing this time and I worked a little
longer on the thing covered in the lesson. Back at the hut, I changed and
dumped my stuff in the car then looked around. It was a nice day and I didn’t
know why more people hadn’t come up. Oh well, time to head home and I had a few
hours drive ahead.
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