The snow lay deep and untouched, marked only by an animal track ,dodging it’s was through, here and there. It was a blank canvas, waiting to be sculpted and drawn. You take your first step and begin your dance across the snow, step by step, floating over the white vastness.

The first time I had on a pair of snow shoes was during a gym class in public school. I loved it. I wasn’t the kind of girl who was into sports. I wasn’t agile, quick or coordinated. Skiing scared the crap out of me, let alone the chair lifts themselves, and I didn’t have the balance for cross country.  But snow shoeing, now this was something I could do! IMG_20160111_195941We had several winters of gym classes spent out walking along the school fence line. It was always something that stuck with me.

This past Christmas, I received a pair of snowshoes from Dan for Christmas. I was spoiled. I know that the aluminum kind are much lighter, but let’s be honest if I was going to do this, I was going to do this right. They were made of wood, and although they weren’t Genuine Saskatchewan Sealskin bindings 😉 , they were beautiful.

The process of making snowshoes used to be quite a tedious task. One would spend days choosing the perfect tree for the project, one without knots was important. Hours were spent cutting, splitting and shaping the wood for the frame. Animal skins and pelts were used to create foot gear and the harnesses of the snowshoe. Today, I’m sure its become a much easier task and we’ve lost some of the Canadian background to it all, but they still make you feel like you’re one with nature, an explorer on an expedition. Or maybe I just have too much of an imagination.

We’re so fortunate where we live to have land to explore on. We have cut lines and paths cleared out around the outline of our property and trails crossing throughout. It’s become a winter wonderland and its right in our own backyard! I could spend hours exploring all our land has to offer.

And the snowshoes, well they just make my trekking a little easier.