"A word on the spot is worth a cartload of recollections"
James Maggs, Southwold diarist 1797-1890
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
On the way back to the cabin from Sordalen, Nick drove off the road. He had been trying to drive and read the map on my knee at the same time.
I can't afford to be holier than thou about this (much as I might like to). I did the same last trip in heavy snow.
Nick set off walking up the road in search of a farmer with a tractor. He knocked on 3 doors but found no-one home. After about half an hour a passing snow plough stopped and pulled the car back onto the road in a jiffy.