"A word on the spot is worth a cartload of recollections"
James Maggs, Southwold diarist 1797-1890

Friday, 9 March 2012

Bits and pieces

Woke up this morning to find it snowing outside. The sheep at Tor Erik's farm are hunkered down to keep warm.

Tor Erik is the first farmer I have met to have a sauna on his property. The day before yesterday we tried it out. The wood burning stove worked a treat, and after 20 minutes we had to retreat to the relative cool of our cabin and a shower. No plunging into icy lakes for us.

As Nick has already blogged, yesterday was another huge day: over 14 hours between leaving the car and returning to it. The decision to retreat from the ice pillar (towards the top in the photo above) was the right one. Neither of us liked the hollow booming sound it made as Nick tried out his axes on its base. It probably would not have collapsed if Nick had decided to lead it, but "probably" isn't really good enough.

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