Skating memories: Trout Lake
When I was growing up, my grandparents lived at Trout Lake in North Bay. We spent our Christmas holidays there, and the weather was nearly always cold enough to have a rink on the lake in front of the house. I think this is where I learned how to skate.
|That's me on the left, with weak ankles.|
My brother Paul is standing next to me.
One winter, Trout Lake was frozen but there was no snow - we could skate all along the shoreline.
There was also another place to skate at my grandparents' house: a pond created by a beaver dam in the bush behind the house.
We were very lucky kids.
|With our cousins, Peter and James.|