Two years ago, I found myself treading mud at the bottom of my self-built well of self pity. It was autumn, the rain was hammering down, and I could barely walk to the printer at work. I was sincerely fed up with it all, and I felt very, very sorry for myself. My planned trip … Continue reading Viva Sierra Nevada
I would be lying if I claimed that September didn’t offer rain and mud. Rain and mud is always on the menu in Tromsø, even when September decides to dress up in gold. But although mud and rain has certainly been served during the past four weeks, it has been more like an occasional appetizer … Continue reading Golden September
“I feel like I’ve been run over by a bulldozer” (Sofia Henriksson, Sunday January 24th, 1 pm). Well put. After 4 twelve-hour-days of what in my world goes as nothing less than an avalanche boot camp, my brain is just about as spring loaded as oatmeal and my legs have as much energy as, well, … Continue reading Avalanche boot camp
After 30 days of more or less continuous (horizontal) rain (occasionally interrupted by snow and ice storms but always followed by more rain), the sun managed to fight its way through the clouds in Tromsø yesterday. Halleluja! We squinted our eyes and saluted the yellow giant. Color to the world! This called for a celebration! … Continue reading November sun
So winter is here, but I’m having a hard time letting go of the MTB season: I have just started learning exactly what it is that I need to learn, and there are so many mountains yet to climb and ride down. No, I can’t let go, not yet. There are still patches of trail … Continue reading The MTB season is dead, long live the MTB season!
With the urge to talk about EVERYTHING at least partly satisfied, I wanted to show Tree my view of Tromsø (i.e., from a bike on a mountain). But when we woke up the next morning, the whole valley was covered by a thick gray blanket of fog, so we couldn’t see a thing. Luckily, mountains … Continue reading Sisters’ love: Part II
A few weeks ago, my friend Maria joined Jenny and Alejandro and made a long longed for visit in Tromsø. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, Maria has a shitty foot that keeps following her wherever she goes. That foot is a proper dung hole. For instance, it starts screaming at the top of its voice … Continue reading Heia Heisen!