ski chantecler
Posted on January 3, 2006
Filed Under images, out of town
New Year’s weekend in St. Adele, Quebec is cold. Just plain old cold. The slopes at Ski Chantecler were covered in a fine ice unlike anything I’ve skied on before.

At night, the temperature at the bottom of the slopes was 0 degrees Fahrenheit. The windchill at the top was in the negative teens. First your face burns from the cold; then your finger tips throb, then you realize you can’t feel your toes. And if you haven’t gone inside yet, you get to a point where you know you’re not going to get any colder or any more numb. The days weren’t a whole lot warmer.

It took two days for feeling to fully return to my toes.

I hear Mt. Tremblant (a half-hour’s drive northwest of St. Adele) has some great mountain biking in the summer. I thought about biking, but without skis to attached to the wheels or studded tires there wouldn’t be any point. I couldn’t come up with either.



