Have you ever been snowshoeing? I bet you have.
You’ve trampled over wads of plants before while on a hike through the forest, veering off the path to check out a view or, you know, pee. Remember the feeling of buoyancy from the plants lifting your shoes off the ground? Essentially, snowshoeing is this. Snowshoeing is hiking when the forest is covered in snow, when you’re actually supposed to hike off of the path as opposed to on it, and when you’ve got freakishly cumbersome duck feet strapped to your legs.
My mother, sister and a bunch of friends showed up to Ski Haus in Steamboat Springs to rent some of the flipper-like contraptions. Upon the $10 fee, the clerk threw at us whichever pairs happened to be on the wall, a colorful array of shapes and sizes. My mom was a little concerned at this since apparently at REI they sized the snowshoe renters particularly, making note of height and width (Generally, taller ones are for men, shorter for women). I looked down at my pink-hued feet and thought about where the nearest REI was.
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