The main floor was all pine and hardwood, with a fireplace and full kitchen. We loved the rustic feel. “It’s our kind of place,” Hubby kept saying.
We had perfect weather for a winter vacation. Brilliant sunshine every day, and frosty temperatures well below freezing. And no wind… well… hardly any wind.
We skied four out of five days. And on the one day when the wind plus the cold made it pretty darn chilly, this is what the well dressed fashionista/skier wore to avoid a frozen face.
I kept thinking of that old movie Abbot and Costello Meet the Invisible Man. Remember that? At least when I took off my face mask and hat, my head didn’t disappear.
On one day we skied the “Parc linéaire Le P’tit Train du Nord” as they call the refurbished railway line, where the trains no longer run, where walkers and cyclists have full rein in the summer, and where it’s groomed and track set for cross-country skiers in the winter. This is a seriously gorgeous trail. Beautifully groomed, with enough of the gentle ups and downs of a typical railway line to make it interesting, but still wide and flat enough to be able to pick up speed and get a really great workout.
We have a similar trail near our house where we cycle in summer, and ski in the winter. But it has no ski track and, despite the fact that it’s supposed to be a “shared trail,” in winter, it’s primarily taken over by snowmobiles. Unfortunately, many of the snowmobile drivers are not aware of (or choose to ignore) the need to slow down when they pass a skier. So it can get a bit nerve wracking, not to say dangerous. But that’s a rant for another time.
On two other days we skied at Parc régional Val-David/ Val-Morin. We accessed the trails at the lovely little town of Val David. But you can also park, and start skiing, a few kilometres away at Val Morin.
This is the old railway station/ tourist bureau in downtown Val David. On Saturday, it was swarming with tiny hockey players, taking part in a minor hockey tournament on the outdoor rink. It was munchkin city; I swear, not one of them came up above my waist.
This is a shot of the main street of Val David.
This is the beginning of the trail we skied. I didn’t take my i-pad out on the trail with me. There were too many hills here, and I was afraid I would fall and crack it. Several times I wished I had it, though. Especially when we were sitting on a bench in front of the cabin where we stopped for lunch, looking out over the hills below, at the perfect snow and the clear blue sky.
We were not the only skiers in town that day. As we were leaving, we passed these kids on their way to the trails.
On the day we didn’t ski, we worked out in the gym, then went for a hot tub and swim. Then vegged out on the sofa with our books. I tried to blog using the “Blogsy” app on my i-pad mini. I had my title all planned “Blogging à la Volée,” or “Blogging on the Fly,” but the wi-fi signal was too intermittent. Ah well… relaxed sigh… it could wait until we got home. I guess that title should be “Pas de blogging à la Volée.”
The one activity we didn’t try while we were at Lac Morency was dog sledding. But I went down to the lake to get some pictures. Heeeere they come… these dogs love to run.
And at the end of a long day of sledding, these pups got a free ride home.
As evening fell on the last night of our holiday, Hubby and I got cleaned up and strolled down to the lodge for dinner.
The food is wonderful at L’Auberge du Lac Morency. Dinner is always table d’hote. This is Hubby’s first course, endive salad and some sort of terrine/pate. He said it was delicious.