The past couple weeks have been a whirlwind of racing and travelling. From Russia we flew to Germany, drove to Austria for a few days of training, drove to Czech Republic for a weekend of races, drove to Poland for three more days of racing and then drove back across Czech Republic, Austria, and Germany to Davos, Switzerland where we are currently calling home. There is a weekend off from World Cup racing so we have a week and a half training camp in Davos and time to settle, unpack, fight off the stomach bugs that have been plaguing or team, and maybe even do some laundry. Looking back I realized since the Muonio races way back in the beginning of November, I have only had one weekend without a race and that was Christmas! The alpine sunshine is going to be just the ticket to recharge the batteries and get fired up for the last month of racing! Here are some pictures from the last couple weeks.
Archive for February, 2012
It’s only mid February, but most of the season’s biathlon races are over. 8 World Cups are already done. Most recently, we were racing in Kontiolahti, Finland. In spite of the brutal cold, the team had some of its best results ever with a 6th place mixed relay and 5 athletes in the top 16 of the sprint. Unfortunately, I had one of my most challenging weeks of the season trapped in my hotel room with a cold. I only raced the sprint and it was not pretty. However, I still think Kontiolahti will be one of the most memorable World Cups of the year.
Best of luck to Ethan, Tara and the rest of the World Junior biathlon team as they prepare to compete next in Kontiolahti!
Next up: We just arrived in Italy where we will spend a couple weeks preparing for World Championships. They will be held in Ruhpolding, Germany.
So…once again I’m finding time to write about Craftsbury only when I’m not in Craftsbury…right now I’m in the Calgary Airport, en route to Canmore for some more IBU cup racing!
But luckily for all of you blog-readers, I spent perhaps too much time when I was home for a week documenting the life of Mo, our celebrity “pet” ruffed grouse! But first things first–I want to take this opportunity to officially correct my previous determination of Mo’s gender. Our best guess is now that Mo is in fact a male grouse, though he has yet to get puffed up into full male display form. Maybe thats for lack of a lady grouse in the vicinity, time of year, etc. But thanks to Rick Halling for his advice about Mo’s gender.
Make sure to scroll down to the videos! They’re the best part!
First, let me tell you how Mo seems to spend his day–I suppose he must to some foraging for food at some point, but when we’re around, he generally likes to be as close to us as possible. If we’re in the living room, he sits at the living room window looking in on us, occasionally pecking at the window. If we’re in the dining room, he sits at that window.
Often, I’ll walk out the door to go skiing to find Mo sitting right by the door, as if he knew I was about to come out. Then he scurries up next to me, and follows me over to the trail, where I put my skis on and he pokes around. Once or twice he’s actually tried to scurry along while I ski, but I’m too fast for him!
Also, by the way, the skiing in Craftsbury for the last week was unreal! We actually had about 7 bluebird days in a row, the grooming was superb, and the snow was FAST. The rest of NE may be having a terrible snow winter, but Craftsbury has somehow avoided it!
Since leaving the Midwest, things have really changed for the GRP boys. Now I am not saying I don’t miss the land of hot dish, the Packers, “ho-dee-doh” and “you bet your bippy”, but the west has a slightly different flavor. Our first weekend of racing, west of the Rockies brought us to Ketchum, home of elk, bluebird skies, about 6 feet of beautiful, perfect, fluffy powder, the best burrito I have ever had and the Boulder Mountain Tour.
After arriving in Sun Valley, we went for the first ski of the year consisting of entirely natural snow. What a nice change! Skiing for 10, 20, 30+ Km without crossing your tracks of making a loop was pretty sweet! The snow was basically perfect everyday, as was the weather, consistently 30 degrees and bluebird, EVERY-SINGLE-DAY.
For those of you in the east unfamiliar with phenomenon, we occasionally will experience this in March or April for a few awesome days. Out here the Sun Gods have really been following us and it is NICE. But as a die-hard easterner, I still maintain that I would definitly, eventually, most-likely get sick of perfect weather every day, at least I think that I would….