Brief disclaimer: I apologize for the lack of blogging lately. It's not that I have nothing to blog about, but rather, I forget to bring the camera to events worth sharing. I do, however, have a camera on my phone. After all it is 2014, but it's not near as good as our actual camera. The picture quality on the phone doesn't match the camera quality. In the future I'll bring the camera everywhere I go regardless if I walk, drive, or bike. The pictures of events to follow are random and in no particular order.
Last week we took a trip to Kristine's parents cabin.
It's located 2 hours NE from us in the mountains.
Her grandparents, and great aunt Marit came up for
a hike in the rain. Pictures of the cabin are on my
blog from last summer so I didn't take any this time.
Considering it was raining, we decided to take a
break under a bridge. The bride was a crossing
over a stream that ran down from the mountains
and eventually into an inland lake or out to the
ocean.
Kristine, her mother, Blake, and myself
posed for a picture in front of a freshwater
lake near the cabin. Being from the Mid
West in American, I love freshwater fishing
so eventually I will get more involved with that
here in Norway.
It was a great night at the lake.
Mountains surrounding the lake made
it seem like I was inside a portrait and
the lake stood so still that we could view
ourselves as if we were looking
into a mirror.
Early this week we decided to go for
a picnic. Blake goes everywhere with us
so once the hatch is open, he jumps in for
another adventure.
We decided to picnic at a Viking
village. I blogged much more about this
place last summer so some of this will be
repetition.
This building stores a large Viking ship.
Kristine's mother and grandfather are
getting the disposable grills ready.
It's a nice little area with old Viking
buildings and nice trails to walk on.
The building that happened to be right
behind our picnic area.
Blake and I felt the need and desire to
search for potential fishing spots. As
usual, we were on a serious mission.
Another look at the Viking ship storage
building.
Children often come to this Viking village
and spend a few days "living like Vikings".
This was a large dock that the village boats
were kept.
I left my fishing gear in the car...20
minute walk. It was sad...
A picture of our picnic spot. This picture
consists of Kristine, her grandparents,
and brother.
Blake mysteriously returning from one
of his many adventures.
Kristine's grandfather helping Amalie
walk. She was extremely focused.
Amalie is Kristine's cousin.
Kristine LOVES children so she was having quite
the time with Amalie.
Having fun in the sun! I wore my
fishing/hiking gear anticipating a
vigorous hiking trip. Turns out I
was the only one prepared for the
unnecessary activity.
This boat was returning to the village.
It's not a Viking ship (obviously). It actually
has a motor. Other than that, I have no
other information.
I took pictures of the boat because I thought it
looked neat.
Blakey close-up
Another Blakey close-up
Because of Blake constantly complaining
about the sun being in his eyes,
I came up with a solution!
Kristine's grandmother walking with
Amalie. She's just over 1 year old so
the whole idea of walking isn't that familiar.
For some unknown reason I felt inspired to
photograph my fishing pole and fish bucket.
This is a long pier Blake and I ventured
out on just before dark one night.
My favorite time to fish is in the evening
as the sun is setting.
When I go fishing, I enjoy biking to my
destination. It makes me feel more in tune
with mother nature. As you can see, I use
bungee cords to secure my fishing pole to
my bike. When I take the bike fishing, I
use a telescoping pole because it's more
mobile. The bike also has a basket. After
I catch fish, I place them into a plastic
bag and then into the basket. I also bring
a hiking backpack along. In this bag I pack
the following:
- Water for Blake
- Water for me
- Knife
- Plastic bags
- Extra fishing line
- Lots of bait, for ocean fishing
- Rain jacket
- Water dish for Blake
Since we live on an island, using a Bike
as a primary means of transportation works
well. The fact that I am surrounded by water
in literally every direction makes me happy :)
Many people have yet to see this terrific
quilt my grandma Meyer made for Kristine
and I. It was a wedding gift, and a gift to
cherish. I made the picture larger for visibility
purposes. As you can see, piano keys boarder
the sides, while some triangles have trumpets in them.
The center square has drums. This quilt is a work of art
which is why we found a good place for it. We hung
it in our bedroom safely on the wall.
After purchasing our Ford Focus we realized
that eventually we needed to change the rear
brakes. Well...that challenge turned out to
be a 6 hour project of extreme complexity.
Most Ford cars sold in Europe are manufactured
in Germany. I know from experience that Ford
vehicles have interchangeable parts that are
normally easy to find and easy to install. Perhaps
that bit of logic only applies to Ford vehicles in
America. I blame Germany for making what's
supposed to be a simple project into an absolute
nightmare.
Another view of our under the bridge coffee time.
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