Supervisor Greg (who is my supervisor at the ThinkTank) invited Hye-Sung and I to go snowshoeing around where he and his family are building a cottage. Cottages are apparently really popular with Canadians, as is spending the majority of your childhood summers at a camp.
Old-timey snowshoes are the tennis-racket-like ones. Modern snowshoes are much smaller and have metal teeth on the bottom so that you can clamber up onto piles of snow and whatnot. The area where you put your foot pivots, and you just strap said snowshoes onto your boots and be on your way. Here I am, modeling them. And some sweet swishy waterproof pants that Supervisor Greg lent to Hye-Sung and I.
Hye-Sung models a different model of snowshoe.
Supervisor Greg putting his snowshoes on: he had to help us with ours, since neither of us had ever really seen them before.
Traipsing out onto the frozen lake. As Hye-Sung said, "Like Napoleon - this way! Maybe not..."
It's really easy to just topple over. Especially if, like me, you walk with a turn-out to your feet. Then you end up tripping yourself on your own snowshoes. I can't even imagine doing it with the old-timey tennis racket ones.
Supervisor Greg. I think he got picture of both Hye-Sung and I fallen down in the snow. We all were laughing really hard.
A good time was had by all.