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Michigan Cross-Country (Nordic) Skiing Style. . .

 A terrible selfie taken in the middle of the woods around Lake Lansing. . .  Shortly before I wiped out.  No witnesses though so far as I know.  It is about seven degrees Fahrenheit here by the way.


I opted for the hour loop yesterday afternoon while The Grand Duchess and Young Master skied elsewhere a mile or so away.



The Young Master and I got in an hour on our skis just this afternoon.  Slightly warmer today.  About 11 degrees Fahrenheit.  You don't realize once you warm up.  It takes only about three minutes or so once you find your stride.


We're enjoying our first true blast of winter here in Mid-Michigan during the last few days.  While there is naturall a warming trend, with rain, forecast, hopefully we'll have enough snow for some further fun and games on skis before too much longer.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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