" ...though we travel the world to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us, or we find it not "
Emerson (1803-1882)
Friday, February 27, 2009
Yesterday and today II
Horses today: galloping in fresh, deep snow really is the biscuit ;) Dogs yesterday: much harder work with the dogs as it was a small team of 4, and we were heaving through deep snow, all of us. Although they heartily deserved it, they didn't share in my beer afterwards... (though I have to admit that as Blaebaer was barking at me and my beer with so much curiousity I let her test it [she didn't take to it, just tried to tip it out of her bowl...what a waste...the price of beer in Norway!...what a waste...])
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Redpoll Day
In their hundreds... I saw them just here, by the ski track, devouring last years rowan berries. Glad to be back up North guys? Well, it was warm today.... but tommorrow???
Monday, February 16, 2009
Målselv fjellandsby (mountain town)
I was up on the local ski-hill yesterday, admiring the hills. I was out 'XC skiing' again (I tend NOT to stay on the 'XC' tracks yet somehow find myself wandering upwards through the woods, to see the mountains better ;)). I was rewarded with some stunning sunshine and a great overview.
So, here is the view towards town (Heggelia is almost dead centre of the pic, across the valley and 'beneath' the pointy big mountain [if you click on the photo here you can see more detail: Heggelia is on the left of the main town of Andselv, which is clearly seen as the houses on the right hand side]), also other vistas, some ptarmigan (the white blobs on the 5th photo down :)), reindeer tracks, etc.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Extremes
On 9th February, it finally happened: the sun hit my appartment.
So I was compelled to take a walk, and revel in it! ;)
Rostadalur hut tour
Well, it was a coolish weekend, (of about -18C, plus wind chill) and a visiting friend and I take a XC (XC!) ski tour up the local dalur to a nice, wee hut in the hills, just above treeline ('above the trees' is, apparently, 'where men wash the dishes best', I was informed...)
the frozen smile ('frozen', because my face muscles were a bit frozen, true enough)
fox prints
The day after the ski trip, we helped with the Målselv rescue dog team.
first you get into a snow-hole
then you are literally 'buried alive'
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