The softness of fresh snow. The black tree limbs. Soft yellow light from the lanterns. The animatrice in her long jupe, son manteau blanc avec bleu, les raquettes historiques.
I did not understand all our guide told us, but I understood some of the history of sport sur les Plaines d'Abraham. That information was not necessary to enjoy the trip. I wanted to snowshoe through Les Plaines in the dark, avec les lanternes. I made it up the hill to the Martello Tower without much trouble. Only the disengagement of the back strap once. And once we were up, fireworks from the dernière week-end du Carnval. Un très beau soir.
