Ski season is almost over. After more than a week without snow and a hot spring sun warming up the Kootenay region considerably, I am finally coming to terms with the end of the season.
The skiing this winter has been on-and-off incredible. There have been many knee-deep powder days, extremely cold temperatures, and gorgeous blue-bird days all mixed up since December.
This was my first year on skis (since I was 8) and I had so much fun learning a new sport and pushing myself to do scary things (like jumps and Black Diamonds for example!).
I took advantage of my first ever "full season" of skiing and finally made the switch after 15 years of snowboarding. And believe it or not, I think it's safe to say my skiing abilities have already surpassed my snowboarding skills. Not only that, but I think I enjoy skiing more than snowboarding. Being on skis helped me find more difficult terrain, get out of sticky situations, and feel more comfortable going fast. I'm not hanging up my snowboard forever, but this was definitely an exciting new discovery for me.
My experiences in both Vancouver and Toronto have been that spring is long and grueling. I would often put away my snowboard months before summer activities could start. But with spring skiing conditions on the snow-capped mountains above, and warm spring weather down at the lake below, this year in Nelson has been different.
This weekend Marcus and I went skiing on Friday, played tennis (twice!), and went for our first paddle on Sunday since moving here.
Our kayak adventure took us from the beach at our place, straight across the lake to Troup Beach, a long sandy point that juts out into the middle of the lake. We reveled in the calm waters and were amazed to find out it only took 10 minutes to get to Troup--a landmark we've been looking at all winter.
I am beyond spoiled to be so close to the activities that I love. Moving to Nelson has been hard in ways, but the adventures, new experiences, and sense of tranquility far out-weigh any loneliness or isolation I've felt.
The ski resort closes in a few weeks, so I'll be trying to get as much post-work and weekend skiing in until then. But it's reassuring to know that when the chairlifts stop spinning and the snow becomes water running down creeks, it's already time for tennis, paddling, biking, and more.