The sunny white mountian. We couldn't just drive over, we had to stop. Just one more time of skiing before fully enjoying spring.
A long, mild and sunny week had made the snow wet and rotten. We left the car heading for our "usual spot". Marta ran ahead, she is a typical Norwegian, born with skis on her feet. Ingrid and Marius followed. Terje wasn't quite sure what to do - wait for me or follow the fit ones. In the end I decided for him; "You just follow the others and make the fire ready for me till I come". He was far ahead in a few seconds.
Lucky for me I can always blame the camera. "Sorry I am late but I just HAD to stop for some photos!"
Marius, Ingrid's boyfriend, is a skijumper, and he was in heaven when he found a place to jump near our fire. Normaly used to jump 100meters and more (can you imagine), he loved to play in this one where Marta measured his longest jump to 8,2 meters.
Terje will clean my skis now, make them ready for next winter and store them away.
I am ready for spring. I am reday for the garden season. The gardening season.
