Hi everyone! Well, let’s get right into the final part of my little adventure snowshoeing…
I slid through that soft snow to the edge of the cliff! I stopped right at the edge! That was just so close. Too close. I was afraid to move. But I could hardly stay there, so I rolled over slowly away from the cliff edge. Unfortunately I hurt my knee, opposite leg to my twisted ankle, which was now throbbing quite badly. I had to get out of there quickly before my knee and ankle got too swollen and stiff. No one knew where I was. And it was now windy which made it feel even colder. Hmm. Well, I looked at the other broken tree. Why not? What choice do I have?
It didn’t seem as solid as the last one and the branches were smaller, but it’s the only way to reach that twig. I was hoping that twig was actually bigger than it looked. Right. With the tree in place I started to climb again. But even as high as I could be on that tree, I still couldn’t reach that twig. I had my snowshoes strapped to my arm, so I reached up with one snowshoe and tried brushing away the snow. It was working. And that twig had some little branches on it. That was good. Now if I could just hook my snowshoe on there. Did it! Except it wouldn’t stay on. Sigh. Now what?
I climbed just a little higher and stood right on the top of that broken tree, hoping that it wouldn’t move, and I could just reach that little shrub. I took my mitt off and grabbed that shrub tightly with my bare hand and pulled. Amazingly it held and soon I had my other hand on the little balsam tree. By pulling and sticking my feet into the snow I managed to get up to the next level which was just a small ledge not much bigger than me. I sat in the snow to rest a bit. My knee and ankle were quite swollen by now and the pain was getting worse.
There was a large pine at the top not far from me and while I was looking at it a hairy woodpecker flew by and landed on the tree. He looked down at me and called loudly. Maybe trying to encourage me? It wasn’t so steep now as I struggled through the snow finally making it to the top. I sat at the base of that big pine. The chickadees were still around singing their name so cheerfully. I still had a long walk back. There was no way I could use my snowshoes now, my ankle was very swollen and paining badly. And my knee was also throbbing terribly.
So, without the snowshoes, I had to walk and push my way through snow that was nearly waist deep at times. I headed in the direction of one of my old snowshoe trails. Walking would be easier then. Those trails get hard after a bit and it’s like walking on a sidewalk. It was 3:30 pm when I finally found the trail. It took a long time to get back home, it was nearly dark. Normally it wouldn’t have taken that long but I had to walk rather slowly. And the wind was very cold. But I did get to see a beautiful sunset across the lake as I was walking back. It took a few days for my knee and ankle to return to normal, but once they were okay it was time for another snowshoeing adventure…
I hope you have enjoyed this little adventure. Most of my snowshoeing times were quite normal, but, some were a bit different. Until the next adventure, I hope you have a great weekend and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
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