Rule number one: keep warm! Monika knew it too well, when with motherly care she equipped us with the indispensables: warm hats, scarves, gloves, sweaters and ....long johns for Victor and Pippi Långstrumps long stockings! Here we are exposing proudly our kalsonger och långa stumpor!
Our magical mistery tour´s final destination was Narvik, in Norway, almost 170 km one way! Our guides and guardian angels were Gröta och Tore. They appeared in our Lombolo house att 10 am, as arranged. It was snowing like on any winter day, and we were a bit apprehensive about the sense of the trip. Tore however, experienced Lapland inhabitant, assured us, that we might have all sorts of wheather during the day. The snowy beginning was very attractive too!
They promised us reindeers and moose - and here we are: the first reindeer mom with two fouls appeared during the first hour of drive!
Soon reindeer and moose spoting became our favourite game while in the car.
We only got out again to take this foto with the tipical northern hats:
Coffe never smelled better and the food was never that tasty as that cold day. Besides- for the first time we had coffee cheese for our coffe and delicous berry cakes made by Göte. Smoked salmon was not missing either! We had a pantagruelique lunch!
When we finished the lunch ( or second breakfast), the weather changed again and it was quite nice to walk around and explore the frozen nature around the lake. Victor was trying the snow scooter. It fits him, does´nt it?
The completely frozen lake Torneträsk, one of the biggest in Sweden, was a scenery for another interesting view. Ice fishing!
Our need for winter was generously satisfied! I could not stop photographing those fairy tale houses...
FINALLY the well deserved snack for the driver's efford! Sorry- we should have a PROPER MEAL, Tore ordered. My reindeer in pittabread and Victor's moose bullar were SO DELICIOUS! I could not help taking photographs of our Swedish guides
eating their proper meal and... DRINKING A GLASS OF MILK EACH.... It' s so SWEDISHLY SWEET...
As we drove, another thing drew my attention: the biliguial road signs with those LOOOOONG NAMES of the places that only Tore could pronounce fluently...
But in stead of a reineer, we had another moose crossing the street in front of our car.
Swedish are crazy about their husvagn ( camping wagons). They put them everywhere, including... a frozen lake!
After some minutes of observing them ( 15 minutes! Tore said), when the time actually stopped- they started to move in a line towards the shore of the lake. It was just incredible to see. A LINE DANCE!!!