Our friends Matt and Lindsey took us to this place they used to go sledding at, about 80 km out of town, in the direction of the Peace River (north east of us I believe). As you get to the river valley, the road starts to slope downwards and around, so on the left of the highway, there is a "forest" (although it did actually have some nice big thick trees scattered in amongst the spindly ones). The cool thing, is that at the bottom of the hill, there is a landing where you can park in the snow, a fire pit, and an opening in the trees that leads all the way up the hill through the forest to the road. It's actually for skidooing, but we took our sleds and climbed the huge hill, (it took about 20 minutes just to walk up it) and eventually found where it came out at the top of the highway. We marked our spot, and then the four of us sledded down the insane hill, with L and I sharing a double sled. It was soo scary, but the best sledding I've ever done. In fact, after this, I don't think anything else really counts as sledding. When we finally got to the bottom, I think my face was pure white as I was at the front and got all the powder spray. I kept thinking we were going to crash into the forest because there were some really steep parts in between the flatter areas, with big jumps and holes in the snow. Thankfully it's so powdery up here it doesn't hurt too bad, although I was really sore the next day.
Once we got to the bottom, we drove back up to the top and sledded down again, this time by ourselves, so that one person could take turns driving the car down to pick us up at the bottom. Yes, the hill is that long. I think it took me nearly 10 minutes just to go down the hill once. I realized how strange it must have sounded when I told them it was the first time I'd been in a forest that was covered in snow. You don't really realize that there aren't many chances to take a stroll through the woods on Vancouver Island when the trees are all powdery and white. It was a really beautiful trail.
When we got home, I had to quickly get changed because our friend Kim and Nathan had finally had their baby, and we were headed off to the hospital to visit. I got home, took one look at myself in the mirror, and couldn't stop laughing. It turns out that the first run had completely melted mascara all around my eyes and had been that way all day! And no one told me. Sheesh. You would have told me, wouldn't you? Oh well, at least we all looked pretty silly, being red in the face, with matted, powdery hair.
At the hospital, I got to meet baby Gwen, who was born on January 4th. I got to hold her and couldn't believe how tiny newborn babies are. I always forget, because I'm so used to all the older baby girls here. I can't believe how many there are. 2007 was the year of the baby girl. If I count all my friends up here and in Victoria, in the past year, there have been 7 baby girls born, plus, just in my new church here in the last year, there were 7 baby girls born, and only 1 baby boy. It's kind of cool though, for a group of mothers who are friends to all have baby girls in the same year, because they can grow up playing with each other. Kind of like the sisterhood of the traveling pants or something.
Okay, enough about babies. I still haven't listed my new year's resolutions, or goals as I like to call them, but they include:
1) reading the bible every day
2) losing weight/exercising/eating healthy
3) making a better effort at keeping in touch with friends
4) sending off all my poems and stories for publishing
5) saving for my trip to Ireland, which I really want to accomplish soon, before Mike and I start having kids.
I think that's all of them. Last year I started reading more again, and getting back into the YA fantasy mind set so that I can start writing them, and I did accomplish that goal, since I read about 20 of them last year. It feels good to get to the end of the year, and realized that you've actually been consistent with one of your goals.
Well, to end off with, here are some of our sledding action shots. It's hard to capture the best moments, but they do give you an idea.
Matt and Lindsey going for a ride.
Me sledding at the bottom of the hill ( I was always the slowest one).
The boys attempting to survive without crashing on the steepest part of the hill.
Mike, arriving at the bottom.
Happy Winter!
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