Time for a little cross-country ski

A morning in the kitchen, making soup from left over vegetables, followed by sorting out some paperwork. Mid-afternoon called for some fresh air. We drove to Madulain, where Malcolm had a gentle stroll and I managed to ski to S-chanf and back. The tracks were in nice condition and the sun broke through the clouds on and off. We both felt much better for the fresh air and exercise, knowing that we are very lucky to have this on our doorstep.