Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018

Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018
On the Archduke's Path in Mallorca
Showing posts with label Canada 2016. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Canada 2016. Show all posts

Monday, 29 February 2016

Monday 29 February 2016 – Kingsmere to Fortune


Today there was a forecast for freezing rain, so we bravely headed out to P7 – Kingsmere – in the hope of beating the rain, which had also fallen overnight, leaving a glassy veneer on everything, including the branches pictured above. Freezing rain is not good for trees.

As it turned out, the day was warm, with blue skies. Helen dropped us off at Kingsmere and drove to Fortune, meeting us at Huron Cabin for lunch, after which we all skied back down Fortune Parkway to P10.

Sue and I did the loop to Champlain Lookout while Helen and a courteous Frenchman sorted out the fire. All in all a most pleasurable 14km ski, with about 300 metres ascent.

Because of the poor forecast, all we took by way of cameras was my waterproof Lumix, some of the results of the use of which are shown below.


On the way home I bought some heated mittens. Duh, shouldn’t I have done that two weeks ago? The joke is, with all the batteries they need, I’ll have to shorten my wax pocket!

Sunday 28 February 2016 - Our Last Full Day in Ottawa


It was snowing again so we decided on a day at home whilst Ken whizzed around the 51km Freestyle (Skate Ski) Loppet*. He’d planned on only doing part of it due to his cold, but the conditions were good and he got round the whole course (the same course as the classic loppet in which we took part in 2012 – see link from yesterday’s posting) in a bit over five hours.

He kindly collected Sue’s bronze medal for coming third in her age category yesterday. She was as surprised as she was pleased!


So all we managed today by way of exercise was a 4km stroll down by the Rideau River with Helen.


That left us with time to finally get around to judging the entries in the Austrian Alpine Club’s 2015 photographic competition. There were lots of nice images to choose from, especially in the landscape/general category. Unfortunately we can’t publish them here, or even reveal the winners, so you’ll have to put up with more of my snapshots I’m afraid – today’s having been photoshopped in an effort to make them more interesting, scenes by the river on a cloudy day being of limited variety…

Thanks go to Ken and Helen for their input during the judging process.

If you do enter a photographic competition, please do pay attention to cropping your images, which should preferably have their main subject in focus. Take yourself back to the days when you slaved over chemicals in a darkroom, with various gadgets to lighten and darken certain areas and to print just the part of the image you wanted to look at.

This may be the last posting from Ottawa as we go home tomorrow.

* The Freestyle Loppet was won by a Frenchman, in Ottawa as a waxing technician for the French World Cup Sprint team, who started in the second wave two minutes behind the elite skiers. The ‘elite’ Norwegian who came over the line first was not impressed!

Sunday, 28 February 2016

Saturday 27 February 2016 – The Gatineau Loppet (51km Classique)


In days past, our Canadian trips concluded with the two day, 160km, Canadian Ski Marathon (of which we only ever managed around 100km). These days our final long ski of the trip has come to be the Gatineau Loppet, a 51km race.

I first did this in 2012 (report here) and Sue and I did it in really tough conditions last year (report here). Those reports give a good indication of what the event is all about so there’s no need to repeat the words here.

I applied three layers of blue wax to Sue and my skis in the hope that it would get us through the race. That just about worked for me – well it must have done because despite some loss of grip I was still going along fairly quickly at the end. Sue wisely added a bit of lilac wax after 30km to give her some grip up the long hill to Huron Cabin. (This year’s route was the same as last year’s – P17 to P2.)

Meanwhile Ken was struggling with a cold, and had his own waxing problems. I was surprised to see him at Huron, from where he sped off on his newly waxed planks, finishing a few minutes ahead of me.

Here’s how the four hundred or so skiers get to the start after leaving their transport at the finish.


It was a relatively warm day – minus 5 to minus 15C, depending on the wind chill. I took a few photos at the start. Here are the ‘elite’ skiers, of whom number 60 is the last person on the trail. He eventually finished in last place – position 358 out of 433 entries, so 75 people either didn’t turn up or missed the 30km cut off (mainly the former).


The Finnish entrants in particular seem to have been very optimistic about their predicted times, which dictates where you start. Here’s the second wave setting off, a few of whom we passed later on.


The conditions were great. After a couple of kilometres I knew the cut-off point at 30km would be passed with lots of time (nearly an hour, as it turned out) in hand, so we could enjoy a relatively energetic ski in lovely conditions on great trails without having to worry about ‘busting a gut’ to make the cut off.

Sue and I started right at the back of the field, in the knowledge that we are two of the slower people taking part. Very quickly you settle into a rhythm and find yourself going along quite comfortably at the pace of the person ahead. There’s no point in carrying any food or water as that is provided at 10km intervals.

During the entire race I had no need to open my bum bag, and I took no photos – the two layers of clothing – icebreaker top and RAB vapour rise smock, long johns and fleece trousers – were fine, with the smock’s zip being used as a regulator depending on the wind, which at times was quite brisk, leaving us to contend with falling leaves and spindrift every now and then.

Towards the end we became aware of other events taking place as part of the same ‘festival’. There are shorter ski races that attract slower participants. These people got in the way, as did the fat tyred bikes who were engaged in a race that crossed the ski trail. But there was just about room for everyone.

It was good to get to the finish in 5 hours 18 minutes, a little behind Ken, and a bit ahead of Sue, (and nearly an hour quicker than last year) where a team of people were removing our timing chips and handing out medals and this year’s ‘gift’ (the event costs over £50 to enter) of a headband.


We all took advantage of the free meal for skiers in the school cafeteria, after which Sue and I lounged around whilst Ken had the massage that helps him wind down.

On the way back to the car, Sue and I adopted the same pose as last year (see header photo) and Ken tried to eat his medal.


Here, for the record, are a few screen dumps extracted from the results pages.


Full results should be here. It appears that Sue and I were the only two Brits taking part this year, in this international race!

And whilst Sue doesn’t often contribute to these pages, she has written a little on Facebook on this occasion:

Conditions for this years 51km classic ski Gatineau Loppet were good, with mild temperatures and good grooming. Starting just after 9am yesterday, in wave E, we enjoyed fast descents, frosting on the trees, and plenty of Gatorade at checkpoints. A strong breeze sent leaves and twigs into the tracks, but was helpful when blowing from behind! A brief re-wax at 30km saw me with good grip to the end, in 5 hours and 41 minutes, 3rd out of six women competing in my age group! Martin took 5 hours 18 minutes. For comparison, the winner took 2 hours 27 minutes!

Saturday, 27 February 2016

Friday 26 February 2016 – Parc Omega


Today, Sue and Helen and I enjoyed a visit to Parc Omega.

It’s a wildlife park in Quebec, where we observed some of the local fauna who don’t hibernate. They were mostly very friendly. And lovers of carrots.

We took lots of pictures, a few of which are shown below. The musk ox and moose pictures (and others) are on Sue’s camera but may be added into a slideshow when we get home.



We have an early start tomorrow, so that’s all for now after a lovely blue sky day and temperatures below minus 10C. What a contrast to yesterday’s rain! The weather here in Ottawa is all over the place…

Thursday, 25 February 2016

Thursday 25 February 2016 – An Ottawa Day


A rainy day in Ottawa.

Sue and Helen took a trip to the Nordic Spa in Chelsea, dropping me off en route in town. It was raining, and very slushy. The National Gallery seemed a sensible place to hang out. I spent a most satisfying morning there.

The top picture shows the sculpture by the front door, with the gallery building behind it. The picture below was taken from the coffee shop towards Parliament buildings.


You don’t really expect to find a flower bed in an art gallery.


Looking the other way from the same balcony, here’s the coffee shop and the window through which I took the earlier picture.


A room ‘full’ of abstract art lived up to its name.


After looking at paintings all morning, I adjourned for lunch. Here’s a self explanatory view through the cafeteria window.


I chose, perhaps foolishly, to walk home. it’s about a two and a half hour stroll – 14 km, the first 10 km of which is beside the Rideau Canal, the ‘Longest Skating Rink in the World’. This year it looks to have had a very short season. It’s soggy and wet and very much out of bounds.


Both the road and the pavement were flooded by melting snow. Workmen were sorting the road out (we had earlier had to turn back when driving into Ottawa) but the pavement was inundated. It was an unpleasant march through three inches of slush for much of the way home. My Scarpa boots kept the water out, but the slush and salt mixture probably did them no good at all.


Today’s pictures are courtesy of the Samsung S5 as I forgot to take a camera, but I think the monochromatic results would have been very similar with a proper camera.

Right, Helen’s at the cooker, Sue’s knocking up the G&Ts, Ken’s in the wine cellar, and I’m off to give those boots a good wash.