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Posted by Cathy Smith Sep 8, 2007 |
I’ve never understood why millions of people dash off to some horrifically hot climate to burn themselves to a crisp in order to get a tan; often to places where it’s usually too steamy to do anything other than sit in a deck chair and occasionally flop into the pool.
Me? I stay home in summer, sitting in my garden reading, sipping mint tea, or going for walks in nearby shady woods, I have had some of the best vacations of my life in winter, and the healthiest. I'm not much of a skier, but I still had a wonderful holiday in the Canadian Rockies without ever once strapping on skis.
Instead, I took dog sled rides across the pristine snow, walked through frozen canyons where waterfalls had turned into ice castles, and shoeshoed through quiet forests with a guide who pointed out small animals, birds, and other creatures of the snow.
I also took a train across Canada in winter, stopping off in Jasper for a couple of days before carrying on to Vancouver - one of the worlds great train journeys and, with the whiteness of winter all around you, one of the most beautiful and dramatic.