My Northern Home

This is a story of bravery in a story where things went horrible wrong. We had a plan for a great adventure.  We would ski over Pallas fell, admire the view from the various peaks on the way and camp in the valley beyond. The sky wasn't as clear and the wind was stronger than forecast had promised last night. But the clouds where high enough to keep the peaks clear. I was feeling bit tired from the past working week and my stomach had been bit weird, but it was nothing new to me. The up hill to the first peak was hard, bit harder than I had expected, but being already tired, I told myself, I should not expect too much from myself. Just take it easy and enjoy. The path followed a side of the first peak, leaving gently sloping kuru canyon to our left side. Getting higher the slope turned so icy, that my skies were sliping side ways to the down hill. I tried to follow old ski tracks to keep my skies in the course and to keep my anckles as straight as possible, ...

Aakenustunturi, Kittilä We decided to take a rather spontaneous get-away with my girlfriends. And I have to admit, I have never been so poorly prepared for an adventure. With all the wonderful art projects keeping me occupied, which I'm, believe it or not, getting payed for, the preparation for the over night winter adventure went so, that the evening before I run to the shop to buy food supplies and on the morning we were supposed to go, I start packing at 6 am, which included just mustering everything up in unorganized piles, wondering where is my backpack and finally finding it from the basement. All it while fearing I would forget something important and would be caring too much unnecessary things with me.   But as we started to drive towards Kittilä and the day started to break, all the anxiousness melted away. The adventure truly begun, when we realized the road and the parking lot, we were planing to use, where not winter maintained. We were lucky for our four wheel drive an...