kiting

Snow kiting, sneak attacking, steam rolling, and so much laughing
Activity 1 and 2

Snow Kiting. At first I was skeptical about being connected to a huge flying thing that catches the wind. Turns out it is a really fun thing to do. After a short bout of rain, the weather changed in our favor and spirits were high, just like our kites of course.

I kinda look like I know what I am doing?
Look at me go!
Kite in the sky
My buddy, Margit
The pro

Besides from the kiting, this trip was filled with fun. Crazy cakes continued to have an affect on Margit’s sanity. My happy-skip,  (The Wizard of Oz skip… soon to be called the Alex Skip,) has become a hit! It is now a ferry tradition. Proud of my little skippers, they have learned well, although there is still some room for improvement.

Skipping on the Ferry

Margit, Mamma Janie/G-ma/J-ma and I shared a lot of laughs. And as if you couldn’t guess, the two things that came into conversation the most– snow and ‘you-know-who.’

My biddies, Margit and Mamma Janie

I introduced ‘steamrolling’ to my cooking group ‘3G.’ It is now a morning (and night) routine in the tent. Don’t worry if you don’t know what it is, there will be a video of it soon enough.

Morning coffee
Tent smiles

Goodnight from Cooking Group 3G

And like any good trip, it ended with a little bit of tanning… norwegian-zombie style.

Zombies?
This is how we tan
Happy toes

A long and tiring (but great) week- Part One

Let’s begin on Tuesday:

Our normal classes were cancelled on Tuesday due to the fantastic weather forecast. We were given new options for the day, one of which was a summit trip up to the highest mountain in this area: Snønipa. This mountain juts out of the Myklebust glacier, one of the largest glaciers in Norway. At 1827 meters high, the summit trip to Snønipa required an early start. We started at around 300 meters above sea level, which means we had about 1,500 meters in elevation to conquer.

We couldn’t have asked for better weather. The sky was blue, the sun was shining, so everyone was smiling. 

7 hours (and many blisters) later we reached the top. It was definitely worth celebrating.

After we refueled with some food and water, we started the trek down. Skiing down was fantastic– by far the best snow I’ve skied on so far. Once we reached the glacier, we had to be more careful, skiing 1 by 1 along the tracks we had created on the way up. Three hours later I found myself at the edge of the field, 100 meters away from the parked cars. Those 100 meters felt like a lifetime, especially for my newly formed blisters. I was truly rejoicing as the tips of my skis reached the pavement.

Now for Wednesday:

Wednesday was special because I got to try yet another new sport: kiting.  It was great fun, however my blisters from the day before put a damper on the day. It might have been a bad idea to leave them untaped.

To be continued in A long and tiring (but great) week- Part Two