Rollerskiiing the roads east of Northfield is the ideal way to end a spring day, I have to say. You get to see the countryside, burn off some stress, track the farmers' progress, get a good workout, scare and be scared by a spooked pheasant or grouse, and enjoy a few one-off oddities, like today when I accidentally skied over a roadkilled cat or squirrel (I was concentrating too hard to notice the furry pancake until it was too late).
