@r0wjas
Thanks, I hope more people share their vaccation snaps. It's cool way to get to know you guys. I bet SKD has some pictures of her back (no pun intended) as she's dropping out of a plane, only I have the impression she's usually the designated photographer.
In my second post the first snaps are from the first day at Skjervøy were I grew up in the north. Bente wanted to visit Norways 3rd tallest top on an island, Kågtind at 1228 above sea level. In terms of height it's really low in Norway, but for an island, it's quite impressive.
The next pictures are from Frakkfjorden where our familys cabin is.
@keropi
It's the first floor of the home my father grew up in. Their family built that house after WWII, and there was ppl in until sometime in the 70s. 77 perhaps. Then the family was given £1000 by the state to move to a more central area.
At one point in the future the cabin and the property will be 50/50 owned between me and my sister. There's only the two of us. But that is hopefully very very long time into the future. My dad is 61 years old.
In 98 we tore down the top floor and the wall facing the sami tent and the fjord. It had gotten too damaged from rot due to broken windows and neglect. My father then bought it from his father and his 8 siblings. And if we ever want to use the place as a home again, we'll only have to pay the government their £1000 back. Intrest free since the 70s.
My father has told me a lot of cool stories about the house, for instance the original red pain which was on the houes since about 1945 was made by my grand father and his brothers. When we tore down the walls in 98 it was still bright red and hardly not aged at all.
On the other hand, the red paint which we coated the outside walls with in 98 is now really showing it's age and is well due for a recoating.
There are two propperties there in the fjord. The one which my father own (from the left hand of the fjord, and 2/3 to the right side), and the propperty which is owned by the relatives of my deseased grandfathers, also deased, brother.
The sami tent which you see(lavvu as it's called), is on the other propperty. The area is full of wasps because of all the reindeer that the sami move through the eara each fall and spring. But we combat it by burning the grass in the bog in may/early june. It seriously reduces the amount and still the HUGE lagopus population in the area still have lots of food, and the rivers are still teeming with trout.
Our immidiate plans is to put in a water pump, and build a well house over the natural well that's on the property. Atm we're carrying about 80 to 100L of water each day from the river which is about just in front of the Lavvu. Next up is to upgrade the engine on Piru (the boat) from 50 horse power to 97 horsepower so that we can cut down the travel time from 3h20m to about 1h20m, Piru is slow and need a little pick me up
EDIT:
Ahhh, no the bathtub wasn't used as a pot. We heated bath water in it. The alternative is the running river (coooold, did that twice), the sea or the bathtub. We have camp shower (black bags which you can fill and leave in the sun for hot water). But the bathtub is prima deluxe. So for half a tub of water (110L), you burn 3 or 4 logs for about 1h, and then you have perfect bath water. I filled that tub with 220L of water, walked about 1500 meters (carrying 10L of water half of the way) to fill that tub. I used a 10L bucket, and I estimate that the distance was about 35 meters in a slight uphill.
It took me 24 trips, I spilled some water on the way. Each bucket was filled to the brim, but I think the tub holds 220L. It took about 3 hours to get to a decent temperature, and the fire was still burning when Bente and I climbed in
The last picture is me and my cousin (he's about the age of my son) grilling some hot dogs while Bente and I wait for our water to get warm, can't let any of that firewood go to waste
