....and icy......
That's just one of the many places we fell down. The big spot is mine, and the slide marks are Chenoa's.
We walked up hill most of the way there (much easier going) to a few lakes.
Once on the lakes we sort of wandered on various paths, ended up going in a few circles in attempts to get back to Bø (in our defense there we signs pointing in various directions telling us that they would take us there). In the end though, we made it fine and it was a truly 'eventyrlig', which can sort of mean 'adventurous' and 'fairlytale-like' which is a perfect word for the hike. When you read a lot of fairytales it seems like characters always lay down on a nice bed of 'heather' on the forest floor. Now where I come from we do not have that at all, and I'm always like, hmm, heather....right. Well it turns out that it's very pleasant looking!
The nice looking green floor is all a bunch of heather I think. Between all of the straight shooting pines and the here-and-there birch trees, it made for some pretty neat woods to walk through, and, I think, made up for not being able to see the mountains due to snow. We did fall about 30 times all added up between the two of us. Mostly on the way back when it was down hill and on the 'easier' (looking) path. So I got back and ate (three) fried potatoes and green beans, had some bread and margarine (ugh, I accidently got margarine) and a glass of milk. I was looking forward to this meal since I had went out and boughten some salt, pepper, and garlic and pepper in a grinder. It didn't let me down. Then me, Teddi, Sarah, and Gustie ate 2 liters of icecream between the four of us and watched Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. It was a good day, and I'm about to have an amazing night's sleep, I think. I am thouroughly worn out.
Heather is beautiful!!!!
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