Ice roads and pink sunsets. Definitely a norheren sight that loses its luster when you have grown up there. Sparked by the ridiculous documentary made about ice road truckers, we decided to go for a quick drive to catch the 3:30 sunset. After that we were off to bird watch. Erin had never seen or heard of a ptarmigan before. She probably saw a dozen or so last time she was in Yellowknife but mistaken them for clumps of snow. We managed to find some and walked up for a closer look. Erin was fascinated by there fuzzy feat and so was I. Years of seeing these birds and I never realized they had fuzzy feat. Apparently they are the only bird to sport such an odd feature. As we watched them feed a bus holding numerous Japanese tourists pulled up. Erin managed to get in the 100 or so of the 1000 pictures they took as the bus briefly stopped.
We also braved the -30 weather for some short lived snowmobiling and kite skiing (minus the skies) My brother and father are into kite skiing and insisted we give the kites a shot. Bundled up like a creepy looking smurf, Erin gave it a shot. Turned out to be a lot of fun.
And of course, whats a visit home without some home cooking? Here is out after Christmas, Christmas diner.
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