Hytte Weekend in Nordseter

it seems like ages ago to me and naturally it was over all too soon, and yet I was so occupied with other things that I only now had the time to upload some of the pictures. When looking at them I feel reminded to a sugar glazed gingerbread world. I remember, even when I walked through this cushioned landscape and the oversized snowwalls on each side of the road it gave me the feeling, that I myself was just a small gingerbread figure. A unique atmosphere laid over the country in peaceful silence with every glitter of snow.
Awww I want to go back!





...yeah and by the way we made at least 150 miles on the cross country skis.
No, I forgot it was at least 200 on one day. At least!
Plus we were there before the Danes!
And how our skis were? Ja I have to say they were PERFECT. *wink-to-all-insiders*

(sorry to bore you with that nonsense but never once believe a norwegian or in any way nordic person, not even for a moment when they tell you something about norwegian understatement! Thats just not true! It's not just not true it simply doesn't exist)