The first weekend in March graced us with some warm weather and rainy skies. Laurie, Marni and I had dreamed up a little xc ski adventure near Essex a few weeks prior and looked forward to not just skiing with the dogs, but also sharing Huckleberry cobbler afterward!
That morning I waited in anticipation to see how many people would actually show up. It was to be a dog-friendly event as we had planned to ski Dickey Creek Forest Service road. What I thought would be a 2-3 person turnout turned into a 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 turnout…including 8 dogs! The excitement of a group building in numbers and eager to start an adventure is quite the remarkable feeling. Thanks to Laurie, the planning guru, we had directions printed off for each carpool.
The best part was our age demographic joining in on this journey, from infants to ladies 50+. Like I said, age is irrelevant when it comes to exploring and connecting with ourselves and others in nature. It’s common ground we all our drawn to.
Upon moving to the Flathead, I quickly realized that I was no longer in a college town, but a family/tourist/adventurer town. While used to being surrounded constantly by hundreds of people my age, I suddenly knew no one my age and became the “baby” of any group. It didn’t take long, however, before I discovered that a passion for the outdoors and a sense of community is timeless. Age began mattering less and less as I began connecting more and more to people that were vibrant, energetic and passionate regardless of their trips around the sun.
Our trip to Dickey Creek solidified this realization as I found myself surrounded by women of all ages, all excited about the same thing. After some slight concern over never having skied there, we still arrived, parked, prepped, and began to hit the road. Dogs ran, played, chased while we fought gravity uphill. At about 3 miles up, the road branched off to a beautiful waterfall. We explored a little bit before beginning the infinitely hilarious Nordic skiing downhill attempt. Lots of screams and laughs accompany a downhill Nordic attempt we have found over the season.
After our adventure we headed east to grab some food at the Izaak Walton Inn. I was surprised to see how many people showed up not knowing each other. Seven huckleberry cobblers later, we left Essex happy and satisfied.
Being a part of Outsiety has become one of my favorite things about being in Whitefish. I can’t wait to share more adventures with you all! Thank you!
Post by Shiva Solaimanian, BadAssador