Now there's gonna be fishing, indeed. I just bought a 9 foot, 4 piece, I think 6 or 7 weight fly rod for fishing in Norway. The unfortunate part of buying it now is that I have to wait a while to be able to fish (not to many fly hatches in the winter). I still might see about a cheap spinning rod for up in the lakes and ponds, but we'll see. I don't have my literature class this week, so I decided I might as well do some shopping to see how to take care of my fishing needs. So I went to a sports store downtown, which seemed to have a little of just about everything. They had guns and some hunting gear, fishing stuff (although he had to take me into the basement for anything that wasn't icefishing), horse stuff (half of which looked foreign to me since I'm not in the states, they wear goofy boots here you know!), snow sport stuff like skiiing and snowboarding, and then just general outdoors stuff like boots and clothes. I tried a few rods, but I'm sort of limited to what I can fit in my luggage, so when I got one that felt ok (although I couldn't do any full motions over my head), and looked like it would fit, I went ahead and bought. I got back to my dorm, and it did indeed fit in my luggage, diagonally and just!!
Yesterday, Monday, was a really fun day. After Norwegian we decided to do some sledding. There's a couple of ski jumps next to the school (that we didn't hit), but there's a really steep hill where they would land, and a different and better jump at the bottom of that hill. So got we got our saucer on. It was GREAT! Not only was the hill super packed down and steep, so we flew, the jumps at the bottom were super fun. There was one small one that worked for a little while, but I think the trail got a little off from everybody (actually only a couple people) putting their feet down instead of keeping them crossed on the saucer like their supposed to. I really didn't even warm up by just cruising down the hill a couple of times, I was psyched for the jumps. The others had been going down this other part of the hill before I got there, and let me tell you, I know it was inferior! So they followed my to the superior area, where I took a few attempts at it to figure out just how to aim towards the jump (these saucers were not exactly precise!). I got a couple of good runs where I got a little air and then cruised down the landing. Chenoa got good air at least as many times as I did, but everybody else put their feet down.
Then just before it got to dark we decided to step it up and hit the big part of the jump. The little part was about 3 feet from lip to landing; the big part was about 15 feet (at least) from lip to landing, with a gap in between. So I kept working my way up the hill, going faster and going farther. I would definitely be to scared to do the big part from lip to landing on a saucer, as you would need to go reeeeally fast to clear the whole thing, and if you didn't I'm sure pain would only be one of the consequences. So when I hit it I would sit cross legged, and hold onto the handles, then when I would go off the jump, I would pull the saucer behind me and just extend my legs and land on my feet. I can definitely say that it would've killed (as in hurt really bad) to try and land on my butt. So now the goal for next time is to: jump, pull the saucer out, land on our feet and jump at the same time, and land with our bellies on the saucer on the landing. Hopefully there will be video.
Right now I'm enjoying the peace and quite of the fire alarm testing having ended. I think they (they being one guy) went to each individual room to find out if the fire bells work. And they are bells, old fashioned school sounding things. Really loud, and the intervals between rings are long enough for the ring to integrate easily into a dream (which is what happened to me last time when it went off at 3:30 in the morning).
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