Snow Skis
The day is overcast and cold again. As the snow deepens and I sink at times to my knees I try snow skis which have been especially made for me. Alas, this does not work. I slide bowlegged, fall, and fall again. Fortunately in some areas the strange tundra’s snow cover is hard enough for me to walk on with my boots. I use my newly acquired overshoes to keep out the wetness and accompanying cold. I am comfortable but sweating. At the end of the day I need to strip down quickly to avoid hypothermia. Something is wrong.
Snow Skis