Winter and sunshine

This morning saw us wake up to a stunning morning in Oslo. It was crispy cold at -12°C, with bright sunlight shining through our slanted roof windows at a sharp angle. Perfect day for this weeks long run of 2,5 hours. We went for one of my favourite runs, not being entirely certain the narrow forest trail would be runnable after all the snow falls this week. But lo, and behold! The trail was even better than it normally is, but slippery as glass where the little creeks had overflowed during the autumnal torrents. But not even a slip, crashlanding straight on my kneecap, could ruin this fantastic morning.

He’s getting old. And it shows.

11 am. As you can see, the sun doesn’t rise too high in wintertime here.

Store Åklungen

Accumulated vertical metres

“Whaddya mean?!? Neon gloves are the height of fashion in Poland!”

“Now, where did I put my whisky?”

“I have it right here…”