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Sunday, 28 February 2016

Vasaloppet - Kortvasan

Vasaloppet

The skiing marathon Vasaloppet is probably one of the most classic and traditional events in Sweden. By now there is not only one race but a whole week of competition that caters different classes of participants. Since this was my first time, I decided that it would be the wisest to decide for a modest distance, instead of the full 90km race. I had done fairly little training specifically for cross-country skiing, but I had my hopes up that all other excercise I had been doing would be sufficient. 

The day before the race we had to drive about seven hours from Jotunheimen in Norway to Mora and I felt everything but fit on the morning of the competition. With headache and unsteady stomach I was waiting on the start line with about thousand fellow excited skiers. All in all, this day of competition, the Kortvasan, had 7000 participants. I had low expectations on the quality of the tracks, after so many others had already gone through them. But fortunately the weather stayed cold and there were still some frozen rails that made coming forward rather easy. 

The first kilometers were rather slow, the group of starters were still so close to each other that I could hardly make a move without having another ski stepping on mine or a skiing pole almost stuck in my face. After about half an hour the whole situation loosened a little bit- the faster skiers were already far ahead of me and the slowest ones were left behind. After some more kilometers I even started to overtake some skiers that had started in other groups earlier than me. That was easy to see by the system of startnumbers. everybody with 11xxx had started at the same time then me, 10xxx a quarter earlier, and so on. After two hours I had even spotted some 4xxx, which means they had started almost two hours ahead of me. That was a nice motivation of course. But I also needed motivation: I still had a annoying headache and my stomach hurt with every movement. 

But in the end, after some pretty long 30km, I came into Mora. My time was not really worth talking about, but it was a nice start into the exciting world of cross country skiing competiton and I'll be back for sure, maybe even with some more training and perhaps even on a longer distance. 



Some meters to the finish line, picture taken from a live video stream of the event. Since I was busy skiing as fast as I could, of course I didn't take any pictures on this occasion. 

After this adventurous month, now, I'm finally at home, watching tv with the cat.


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Thursday, 18 February 2016

Winter Solitude

'Winter solitude- 

in a world of one color 

the sound of wind.'

Matsuo Basho











The Mountains - grow unnoticed

Their Purple figures rise Without attempt 

Exhaustion Assistance or Applause 

In Their Eternal Faces 

The Sun with just delight 

Looks long and last and golden

For fellowship at night 


Emily Dickinson








When winter winds are piercing chill,
And through the hawthorn blows the gale,
With solemn feet I tread the hill,
That overbrows the lonely vale.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Monday, 15 February 2016

Friday, 22 January 2016

Building an igloo

Yesterday I shoveled up a lot of snow in the garden and let it freeze over night. This afternoon I started carving the pile out, making the walls gradually thinner and I got lucky not breaking through anywhere. I even gave it a little window. 

It looks so cozy and I would really like to spend the night in there- unfortunately I have to go to work at 4 am tomorrow, so that this doesn't really seem to be a good option. 









Sunday, 17 January 2016

Tresticklan Nationalpark by ski (plus a moose sighting)

There's places where every swede seems to go to, for cross-country skiing or to spend their weekend in a cabin: Åre, Idre, Jämtlandsfjällen. There's other places, far closer to the big cities like Gothenburg, where very few people go. One of those places is definitely Tresticklan Nationalpark. It's pristine, wild, rather easy to reach, but just not very known.
I can just recommend any outdoorsy person to go there and maybe even spend a night in Budalsvika hut, on the Norwegian side of the border.

Here are some pics of this weekend, on which we saw a moose, glided through a sublime, frozen winter landscape, sat by a warm fire, ate a lot of good food and met some interesting people. Also it was surprisingly cold, with under -20C during the night and early morning. 
Just after the picture the moose walked on bug, fluffy feet back in the forest. This mas my closest moose encounter yet.


The colours were stunning

One ski-pole is not a new trend- the other one simply broke some kilometers into the hike.


Budalsvika in the snow. No footsteps to see.
Beautiful ice flowers

Good to get some fire going, when it's -7ºC indoors

Melting water for dinner
Everybody lined up around the stove

Temperature was dropping steadily

Icy window decoration in the morning
The woodshed


Breathing hurts a little bit, until your lungs get used to the air temperature