Crossing the country Norweigan styles

Well if the title were true, I'd be about 3m further than when i started. 1m of travel before I fell over and then 2m of my body lying in the snow (arms outstretched (o:).

Knut Eric took us up to his cabin in the mountains to try out some cross country skiing. Instructions were "You don't need any". Brilliant.



So first we start on a hill. Yep, great idea guys. This saw me and Erin on our arses almost instantly and then to get down the hill to where there was a flat frozen lake to practice on, Erin travelled on her arse the whole way and I just went down in the gutter so that every time my skis decided to try and go fast, I could just fall over into the snow. This happened a lot. The 'Pizza' just wanted working.

We then pottered around the lake for a bit, playing on a few hills and getting to know the snow on a more intimate level. By the end we could probably do a fairly decent impersonation of a 4 year old Norweigan on skis (they start before 1!).

Then it was a drive home (I slept - you sleep heaps here as it is always dark) and then we ate (you eat heaps too as it is always dark, haha. For some reason this makes you hungry. In fact you could blame almost anything here on it always being dark).