September? Yeah, that seems like an appropriate time to write about what we did in January! It was bloody good fun though, as snowboarding always is. This time, off in the frozen north of Sweden, in the town of Åre.
2 things really. 1) I didn’t think the phrase “elk-bothering stilts” should go unblogged (i.e. “Go strap on your elk-bothering stilts, and let’s go bother some elks!”) 2) the bloke in the following photo isn’t me: he’s in the USA,
Still on the search for palatable chocolate milk (raised as I was on the highly excellent Farmers’ Union Classic Chocolate, nothing on this side of the world has proven a viable substitute). In the Swedish supermarket I spotted this moderately
Here we are, set up at our excellet apartment in Åre. So far we’ve done a fair portion of remarking about how cold it is (-16 C), had an excellent dinner (Thai chicken curry – thanks johan & yoyo), and
As festive season closes in around us, it’s worth mentioning my favourite civic fixture of the Scandinavian winter calendar – Sweden’s Gävle goat. As the name suggests, it’s a giant goat, and it’s built (this is the cunning part) in