DOUBLE INDIGO 666 WORLD TOUR
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That is pretty awesome. Great vest. Great bit about your home as well.
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So I know I harp on about the weather and changing of the seasons a lot but if you lived up here so would you. It’s dynamic and at times extreme and unlike when you live in the city, you can’t get away from it. The sky is huge, the sea is like a mirror and even simple, low cost housing is designed in such a way that they maximise, light, sun and views for those living in them.
So the last few days have continued our dull, cold June which meant more of the same crap I’ve covered already [emoji23] Building, kids, concillatory beer drinking.
I didn’t realise Hot Ingrid was taking snaps of me until this point. Please note the IHSH-106 in the background. I fekkin love that shirt.
Eddie does love a good puddle…
And stones…
Put them both together and he’s in heaven (before you judge, it strengthens the immune system [emoji23])
He likes a good swing too…
My neighbourhood was built in 1976 and designed after social democratic principles. The houses are built near each other, the plots are restricted, the roads are very small and there’s no driving allowed (which everyone ignores). The idea is that you’re supposed to let the kids roam the streets safely and be up close and personal with your neighbour. There are lots of play areas and communal meeting places and the local school is in the middle of it all and also functions as a play area.
Enourmous cuffs on the tour jeans and some dirty Wesco action.
Alfie admiring the neighbour’s digger. In northern Norway, if you don’t do this stuff yourself you’re either indecently rich or a man of little dignity…
My street
Cute painted mail boxes from 1976…
Patina for days…
On Saturday evening though something wonderful happened…
And Sunday was glorious
So I’ve been up the cabin all day with sunshine, blue skies and 25C. More of that in the next update.
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Things got busy with the trip to the UK amongst other things. FnC was an absolute blast and while the tour jeans didn’t make the trip you can catch up with the action on the appropriate thread.
This is a throwback to the week before when we finally got something that looked like summer and escaped to the cabin for a day.
The weather was up to scratch
The cabin is a fairly traditional affair. Cabin ownership in Norway is fairly common although they’ve progressed from hunting/fishing shacks without electricity or water to holiday homes.
Ease of access varies wildly. Some people have a few hours drive. Some have ferry crossings or cabins that are boat access only. Some have a hike up a mountain so as to reach theirs. Ours is a half an hour drive away and we can drive to the door.
It’s on a lake in the foothills north east of my town. Personally I’d like something a little further away on a fjord with more mountainous terrain. One day maybe.
Homemade waffles with «brünost» (Norwegian sweet, brown, goat’s cheese) and jam are obligatory. Hot Ingrid is the waffle master.
Other activities include shooting competitions for the big boys, Jesper (15), Noah (15), and Seba (10).
A bit of badminton
And looking cute in camo
Continuation in the next post.
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PART 2
The property goes down to the water’s edge and from there it’s a two minute walk to a beach.
It’s pretty cold even on a warm day (in May it was still covered in 50cm thick ice), but the boys are tough.
Some more than others…
Hot Ingrid in cabin mode
After all that it was sausage o’clock…
Then back home to sit up late and look at the sky…
Oh, and I finished the damn wall…
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Great photos Reuban.
That cabin by the lake looks amazing and what a wonderful life the young guns have, growing up with those surroundings.
I'm not sure if you said but how far was the cabin from your place?
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Great photos Reuban.
That cabin by the lake looks amazing and what a wonderful life the young guns have, growing up with those surroundings.
I'm not sure if you said but how far was the cabin from your place?
Thank you sir.
I wrote that it’s 30min away, but it’s not even that. More like 20.
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Gudbrandsdalsost is the favorite cheese of my kids.
Ha! Can you buy it in Germany?
Funny story and info about brown cheese here. This happened a couple of hours drive north from where I live:
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Cool House youve got there, as if there was another proof needed that the "Normal" Northern European Home looks 10 Times nicer then what every Potato down here buys/lends/leases/steals
Thank you. It was a wreck when we bought it but we were seduced by the 70’s geometry. We’ve added to it and kept the faith with the building work outside.
I could tell you a whole load about the building and the neighbourhood but in short the architect who designed the houses, designed the entire neighbourhood and was young and idealistic. As is often the case in these situatuons some of his ideas were magnificent and have stood the test of time, whereas as some were naive and and haven’t. Rightly or wrongly we’ve maintained and perpetuated some of the poorer features as we like the original aesthetic ideal.
What a lovely Arcadian place @neph93 …. As a child I was so in love with all those Astrid Lindgren Scandinavian Summer Films on TV... reminds me of them...
It can be like that although Lindgren’s Sweden has better weather but less impressive scenery.
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We went up the cabin again the other day, this time with the in-laws. Weather wasn’t as nice (14C and a sea fog from the west) but we had fun.
Neighbouring cabin but what’s interesting is the sea fog rolling over the tops of the hills in the background.
Out for a walk
More Arcadian hotness
10 year old Seba can’t look at water without jumping in…
Continued….
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