Gwen easily caught up as she hung a left on the machine while avoiding a header into the water. "Maybe for once I get through a sport without a disaster waiting to happen" she could joke about her status as a klutz after all. She figured at least she would have a story for Jack and Ianto once the 3 of them could touch base and trade tales of the day so far. But she gunned the gas on the ski, part of her itching for a Cardiff style traffic jam at this point.