I’ve been reading Robert Gailbrath, aka JK Rowling’s most recent book, Career of Evil. It’s at a critical juncture this morning and I simply have to know what happens before we hit the road. It […]
Month: August 2016
Day Fifty Two
Today will be our last day in Finland. We have to cut our time short as it’s just not set up for motorhomes. It’s a shame as the countryside is very beautiful and the wilderness […]
Day Fifty One
For someone who’s an animal lover, today was indeed paradise. So many new creatures, either unattainable in the wild or much loved and searched for but never found, right there in front of me. One […]
Day Fifty
On to Santa’s village! How fitting that Santa lives in Lappland, a name that still seems quite unreal to me. Finland continues its beautiful landscape of forests and still waters. Today’s forests are mainly […]
Day Forty Nine
Up not so bright and early. Sitting in the car doing very little is exhausting it seems. Chris is always reliably there to coax me out of bed with a coffee. Those who do […]
Day Forty Eight
We bid farewell to Norway today, driving through the last of the Finnmark region via the E6 and crossing through to Finland. It’s a grey drizzly day, which is just as well as we spend […]
Day Forty Seven
What comes up must come down, and it so today that we commence our journey south. But before this, the morning delivers the most perfect blue skies, ideal for exploring Nordkapp. We’ve been so lucky, […]
Day Forty Six
By my reckoning, today is about the mid point of our time away. It’s fitting then, that we will hit the apex of our trip, Nordkapp, the northern most point of Norway and Europe. Chris […]
Day Forty Five
Talk about an action packed day. Chris wakes me to the news that there’s a dolphin feeding in the bay. It’s a bleary eyed dash (damn those bright night skies) to the fjord shore, binoculars […]
Day Forty Four
Our travels today prove that everything north is indeed on a grander scale. Simply put, everything is bigger. The mountains are taller and endless, the expanses of water akin to sea, drifts of ice have […]
