Last Game

Longer Hike at 5*

Ice Fishing

It's something to head out before sundown and find two students laying on the ice, without gloves, icefishing. Every now and then they would bend over and suck up the water and spit it back out - all before it froze. Like any other time when you're walking about, the village dogs were about and fed the bait of salmon eggs.

Scythian Empire

The troublesome four went out today on Hondas. The plan was to set traps but we kept going further and further into the tundra and found ourselves sightseeing.

My bearded self has developed two more espresso drinks: the pink ice, a mixture of cranberries and caramel and the lonesome crack, a ferocious blend of french roast and Baileys. Yes, the cooking imagination gets a little wild up here.

The Girls in Action