Skidoo Memories
Well after much deliberation these past few months we sold the skidoo today.
We bought it in 2001 when we arrived and my first trip with her was around "Indian Portage," up river near St. Paul's River. I then went on my first big trip, with little to no experience, to St. Augustine, a hundred and ten kilometer trip along a partially groomed trail with nothing but wilderness in between; it's called the "Route Neige." I remember that day as being dark with freezing rain for half the journey. On my way back I got stuck just a few kilometers away from Old Fort Bay.
Year of quick trips to the school with the kids and the occasional trip to St. Augustine was really all we used the machine for. I also recall my most favorite Easter when I left for St. Augustine just after the service at noon and returned at 8:00 pm that night: April 20th! There's just something about going along 12 km of lake in late April that makes one wonder about creation. I saw a rabbit that night as I sped along, later Cameron would remark, "you mean you almost ran over the Easter Bunny going home?"
It was a blessing to be able to go to Old Fort with her. This past year I paid particular attention to final days on the coast; I guess deep down I knew I would be selling. This year Andrew was allowed to ride her and he went to La Tabatiere with the machine. He too will have fond memories. I will always remember these day of ministry and machine with joy; what a wonder it is to serve the Lord... where he we lead we will follow.
It's sad to let her go, but things change and we can't hold on to the past acting as if it will be the same when we move. As in all things there is a time to let things go, we've made the right choice.
We bought it in 2001 when we arrived and my first trip with her was around "Indian Portage," up river near St. Paul's River. I then went on my first big trip, with little to no experience, to St. Augustine, a hundred and ten kilometer trip along a partially groomed trail with nothing but wilderness in between; it's called the "Route Neige." I remember that day as being dark with freezing rain for half the journey. On my way back I got stuck just a few kilometers away from Old Fort Bay.
Year of quick trips to the school with the kids and the occasional trip to St. Augustine was really all we used the machine for. I also recall my most favorite Easter when I left for St. Augustine just after the service at noon and returned at 8:00 pm that night: April 20th! There's just something about going along 12 km of lake in late April that makes one wonder about creation. I saw a rabbit that night as I sped along, later Cameron would remark, "you mean you almost ran over the Easter Bunny going home?"
It was a blessing to be able to go to Old Fort with her. This past year I paid particular attention to final days on the coast; I guess deep down I knew I would be selling. This year Andrew was allowed to ride her and he went to La Tabatiere with the machine. He too will have fond memories. I will always remember these day of ministry and machine with joy; what a wonder it is to serve the Lord... where he we lead we will follow.
It's sad to let her go, but things change and we can't hold on to the past acting as if it will be the same when we move. As in all things there is a time to let things go, we've made the right choice.
2 Comments:
This must have been a very dificult decision for your family to make.
Regards, Allison.
It was - very. Especially as we took a $500 loss. Who knows maybe in a year or two I may be able to justify it.
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