The smell of wood smoke hangs thickly in the air from the wildfires in Quebec. It reminded me of the smell inside the Jackson Ski Touring base lodge when the fireplace was acting up, as it frequently did.
No sooner had I recorded that thought than I had a spasm of pain between my shoulder blades as if someone had stabbed me in the back.
Although the stabbing at JSTF was figurative, the stress induced by the clandestine activity generated various symptoms including many variations on back pain. The sensation of a knife in the back was so appropriate I could hardly complain.
