This weekend we went out looking for crayfish. I haven’t been fishing for crayfish for years, but this weekend I packed a rucksack with some warm clothes and a bucket, summoned the boys and went out. We didn’t know if there were any crayfish left as I haven’t been looking for them for years. I know they declined a lot some years ago because of acid rain from pollution from factories all over Europe. But nonetheless we went on our way to the little creek I used to go to when I was a kid.
We arrived just before it got dark, and put our bait out, the bait was some leftover grilled chicken. The grilled chicken did the trick somewhat, and we managed to catch a few crayfish. I had to catch them in the water as they thought they looked scary, but after a while they wanted to try to hold them.
The boys got more excited when they saw the crayfish crawling on the bottom and they tried to get me into deep water to catch more of them.
We hadn’t plan to stay over for the night so there was no sleeping bag or tent. Which might have been a little mistake as the boys got quite sleepy.
We did not catch so many this time, but the boys had fun and we agreed to go back next weekend with tent and sleeping bag so we can catch more and make dinner for the whole family.
When we went home from our trip last weekend, we let our gear stay behind. We did this for two reasons. The first and the good one is that we are going back this weekend to try our luck to see the black grouse play again. The other one, that is not good at all is caused by ignorance and bad behaviour. I have been on this marsh many times during my life, the first time I went up to see the black grouses alone I was 10 years old. It really hasn’t changed much there since then. At lest not the nature it self. The one thing that has changed on the other hand is us, the humans. I have always tried to make as little impact on nature as I can when I go out to enjoy the time I can there. To me that mean to try to leave no trace of man made things behind. I’m not perfect, so you will find traces of me too, but not on purpose as I am quite sure some people do.
So, back to the story. When we arrived to the campsite last weekend some of the snow had melted and made some things visible, things that absolutely not belong in nature.
This is some of the things that came out from under the snow. To me, this is not acceptable. If you leave things behind, you use it as much as you intend, and then you bring it back. These things have been laying there for a while and it was broken I found out after examining it. So this was garbage as soon as they took it down. The boys were appalled when I said it was garbage and they told me about what they have learned about not leave plastic in nature. So we concluded that we had to bring it home and dispose of it properly. So this is reason number two for leaving our gear behind. I started to fill my backpack with the old tarps laying around and strapping the chairs on the outside of it. Meanwhile the boys took a plastic bag and picked up all the smaller litter parts they could find.
The message here is, please leave no litter in nature. If you can carry it in you can carry it out. It might be just a drop in the ocean, but if every one do it, it will make an impact. It helps the environment, animals won’t get hurt and it makes it much more pleasant to the eye without seeing garbage laying around.
After we got into our sleeping bags it was time to recollect the days adventure. The boys were mighty proud of how tough they had been walking the 4 kilometres from where we parked the car. The camp boss had to agree they had been super tough walking for so long in terrain that was almost impassable.
Then we fell a sleep one by one. I usually wake up a few times a night when I sleep in a sleeping bag, and this time was no different. The first time I woke, the two boys were talking in their sleep, almost as they were talking to each other. I couldn’t understand what they were saying but it was enjoyable. The second time I woke up this night i woke myself up by snoring, that happens sometimes, but it’s not a good thing when we are supposed to be as silent as we can to not startle the birds that come in to sit in the trees around the marsh at night. So after falling asleep again, we slept till 4:30 in the morning. It was quiet. No birds had started playing yet, which is not usual. They often start around 4 in the morning, but not now. So we dozed of again and woke up an hour later. Unfortunately no birds had showed up, but now we could hear at least two making their distinct playing sound in some trees not too far from the tent. The boys had been surprisingly quiet, they really wanted to see the birds up close so I started to try to lure them in with my limited call skills. They didn’t get fooled this time, so we had to be satisfied with just hearing them from a distance this time.
So we got out of our sleeping bags and started the day. The boys immediately ran out on the marsh, they only had time to put on their boots before they took of. I started with breakfast, which was some bacon this time. Bacon is always good, but cooked on a campfire it’s even better. The boys got back from their morning exploring with their boots filled with snow, so we had to dry them up a bit while breakfast was consumed.
When breakfast was over we got dressed and started packing down some of our gear. Actually we left most of it, but that’s a story I will come back to. The boys got around for some more playing on the marsh while I sat down for a cup of coffee, the best kind, kettle brewed.
After the coffee and some lazy time in the heather, I called the boys in to get ready to go. As they got back they went to the campfire to play with some sticks and at that moment disaster struck! The teddy bear or or bunny as it is called fell into the campfire. The camp boss quickly told the boys to not pick it up by themselves so it took a few seconds before I could get it out. Luckily she got away with not to severe burns, some fur was burned away but she’ll live to be cuddled another night.
As we were ready to go the other boy almost sobbed as he could not find his teddy bear or tiger cloth as he is called. I asked him where did you see him last and he replied”in a tree” then I asked which tree? “I don’t remember” he said. So, then we started backtracking looking up in every tree he thought it could be in. After walking around for half an hour we found it! It had fallen from the tree it was stuck in and down a hole in the snow. The relief was huge as we have a leave no teddy bear behind policy.
Then we were on our way. The trip home was led by the boys, and they were not too bad finding the way, only some small corrections from time to time. The way home was a little bit easier than the way in as we walked in our own tracks so the snow didn’t give away so easy. After going for a while the youngest tripped head first down a puddle of mud, he was ok, but the bunny got the most of it. She got really dirty and might have not made it if he hadn’t been so resolute when he pulled her up.
Luckily the rest of the trip home was without any more incidents.
As I wrote earlier in the post we didn’t take all our gear with us home. There are two reasons for this. One is that we are going back this weekend and the second I will reveal in my next post.
This weekend we had a nice trip with n the forest. The snow is on its way to melt, even though we had our encounters with it this weekend too. The goal for this trip was to try to spot some black grouse playing, fighting and showing of to be the king of the marsh. We started of around midday on Saturday, a little late since it was a good long hike. But the boys were ready for the task, and trudged on even if their feet were tired after a couple of hours walk in rough terrain.
There was time for a couple of stops on the way to replenish some energy with the help of snack bars and cocoa. I think the camp boss needed it more than they did as they just took a sip of their cocoa and ran around looking for interesting things to see while the camp boss lay on his back heaving for air in the heather.
We arrived by the marsh as the sun began to set. Pinched up the tent and and laid out the sleeping bags so they were ready for us after some food and getting our duties done before jumping in. And the duties on this kind of trip is to make sure you don’t have to go number one or number two before late next morning as we don’t want to disturb the black grouses at their play. The boys got the message and took the task seriously, we had to go several times before we settled completely in our sleeping bags.
After a pep talk about how fun it will be to see the birds and that we had to be really quiet we all fell a sleep in the cool spring night exited of what the morning would bring.
Again we had a great trip this weekend, although we weren’t all three kids as I thought we would be. With a girl in her tweens it’s not that easy to get plans to sum up, she is starting to make her own plans and I don’t want to push her too much to come on our trips, it’s better if she can keep the joy of going with us when she wants. So, it was the two boys and the camp boss who went out this weekend. We got on our way, the two boys and the camp boss. And after approximately 252 meters, we found our camp spot. We brought the lavvu this time, and we got it up quite fast and almost round at the bottom and middle pole almost straight. Next up was the campfire, we found a nice spot under an old spruce just beside the lavvu. As soon as the fire was lit we started dinner. This was again, by popular demand hot dogs. After dinner we had some exploring to do. The snow is quickly melting these days so the ground is exposed some places, especially where it’s rock underneath. So we found some big rocks without snow on them that were great to slide down. Not very friendly on the clothes, but great fun.
After some sliding and exploring the darkness came creeping trough the forest. We went back to the campfire to have some Saturday candy for the boys and some coffee for the camp boss. The boys told some great stories about lava. Their encounters with that molten rock make some pretty awesome stories. I think every geologist would be envious of these stories. We had some great laughs and much fun listening and telling these stories.
As night came closer we got up and went into the lavvu to find our sleeping bags. The boys jumped inside their bags and the camp boss let them watch a movie on his phone. I am not that strict about using technology when we are outside, we use it almost all the time in our daily life, so to use it a little bit when we are outdoors is okay in my opinion. Well they enjoyed almost a whole animated movie before they fell asleep, and not long after the camp boss was fast asleep too.
We woke up just before the sunrise. We had a good night sleep, but everything was wet after a night with really dense fog. The boys snowsuit was wet when they went to bed the night before, so I had them in my sleeping bag and they had dried during the night. Usually they have them in their own sleeping bags, but this time they were to wet so it’s better that the camp boss is a little bit uncomfortable, than to kill the kids joy of sleeping in a sleeping bag by making it uncomfortable for them. We got our clothes on and went outside to a beautiful morning. First thing we did was going down to the lake to fetch some water for coffee and to drink. We did not have to drill a hole in the ice as the ice is gone from were the water runs out of the lake. So if these mild temperatures keep up for much longer, the ice will be gone in no time.
After breakfast and some coffee for the camp boss and cocoa for the boys we set out to try some ice fishing. We found a good spot in the sunshine and drilled some holes. Set up the fishing gear and started to fish. The boys patiently try to catch some fish, but after about 20 minutes and several holes tried, they had to take a break. Just as they had rolled some rounds in the water on top of the ice, the camp boss felt a pull on his fishing gear. It was a small perch. The boys were satisfied with the catch even though they didn’t catch anything themselves. And after rolling in the water they were wet and started to get cold, so we decided to head home after a great and fun night out.
The last trips we have been on we have only been two out of three, but this weekend we will be full force. The plan is to try some ice fishing again, but the weather is not on our side. It’s raining and the temperature is around +5C. Not ideal when the kids love splashing in water and I have to try keep them dry. The fishing conditions should be good, we have warm southern winds, so the fish should be active and willing to bite.But we have to try, if they get to wet and cold, we might have to abort the trip or jump into the sleeping bags early.
And due to the rain, we will be using a tent this weekend. There won’t be any stars to look at, and the kids really enjoy staying in the tent. They can play and have fun in the tent for hours, even if the weather is good, so if it’s bad weather I might not be able to get them out. Even if it’s wet and soggy outside, it gives a little warning that spring might be around the corner.
As the day grew older, we started to think about going down to a lake and do some ice fishing. The boys ran around having fun with hide and go seek and climbing trees and I started packing our backpacks. After a while the packing was done and we were ready to go.
After a little bit of hiking we encounter some interesting things in the snow. After some guessing what it could be, one of the boys thought it might have been a really big fox. But after taking a closer look we found out that it had been the day bed for two moose, cow and its calf. We also found a track from a lynx, not completely fresh, but not older than three or four days.We did not see any wild animals on this trip but we did hear the barking of a fox in the night. We know what the fox say!
The hike homeward continued with the occasional sledding down the slopes we could find, and after some backtracking to sled some more we got to the lake where we thought about doing some ice fishing. But, after going down to the ice the camp boss decided we had to postpone it until the water on top of the ice freeze again or the water drain. The kids did not agree with the decision, they thought it would be great fun to skid around with water splashing all around. We hope to do some ice fishing without getting wet in the near future.
Saturday we headed out again for a night out in the forest. We did not bring skis this time, since the weather has been milder and quite a lot of snow has melted and made it more substantial, so I made a decision that we should walk on our feet. Luckily for us somebody had taken the trip before us some time ago, because it was pretty tiresome to walk in the heavy snow. And it was more snow than I anticipated, I thought the it would be almost the same depth as around our house, but the few meter higher it’s laying made a great difference in snow depth. But we made it in reasonable time. The kids are so good at making distance, they never complain anymore, just having a good time when they are hiking on their way with their backpacks.
We made our way to the top of the hill where the castle is located, the camp boss made a campfire while the boys sled down the slopes surrounding the castle with shrieks of joy. The kids decided what to have for dinner, so we brought hot dogs. They love to grill them on the fire, especially the first one, then the camp boss usually have to take over and grill the rest. Then it was time to make the place for our sleeping arrangement. The snow inside the castle was in such state that i used my feet to flatten it out and it got hard enough to sleep on with some good sleeping pads on top.
After a good nights sleep where the temperature dropped to not more than -5C, we woke up to a light grey day as a thin layer of clouds had sailed in during the early morning. We stayed in our sleeping bags to late morning, playing some rounds of snakes and ladders. The camp boss did not win any of the rounds. After some breakfast, which consisted of some candy from the night before and some sandwiches, we started packing to start our hike home.
This weekend we are thinking of going to one of our favorite places. It is a great place for a camping trip. When we are lucky with the weather, its awesome with an old fort dated back about 1500 years and a great view.
Its about a 3 km hike from where we park our car to where we are going to camp. We might bring our skis, but if there’s no tracks to it we might walk on foot. On our way in it is almost only uphill and some of the hills are very steep. So even if we use skis, I am almost certain we have to go on foot on some part of the trip. Hopefully we will get below 0C(32F) on our hike up there so we don’t sink to much down in soggy snow. Then 3 km can be pretty long. When we get there, we will set up camp inside the old fort, but we will have to make the campfire outside, so we don’t leave any marks on the old site. The fort is not to big so I set a tarp over it and we have great shelter. The plan is to stay there for 1 night, and then go to a lake to try some ice fishing again, Let’s hope we can try some this weekend, since we have not had any luck the last couple of weekends.
Then the weekend is over for now, and a new week has begun. We had a good trip this weekend, but not without complications. The last couple of days before the weekend started, it came a lot of snow, so they had not made new ski tracks in the forest and the snow had pushed down the ice on the lakes, so the water came on top. That is not good when you are skiing. The water freeze on your skis, and it makes it tough to glide on the skis as we are supposed to do. This took its toll on the kids, and their morale sank some. Because of this we decided to find a camp as soon as we spotted a good place. We found a place by the lake with a nice view and abundant amount of firewood close by. But the ordeal wasn’t quite over, because we had to venture out from the not so fresh tracks with snow in them and into to the really deep snow. That is not so easy when you are 5 years old and have short legs. Even though it was only about 75 meters from the solid snow of the old tracks, this also took its toll. But we made it to the designated campsite, and got their morale up by handing over some chocolate. We started foraging wood after the chocolate was consumed and the morale was good again. We got the campfire going and I made our places to sleep ready. The kids wanted to dive right into their sleeping bags and eat their dinner there. We had a classic on our trips, hotdogs. They sat in their bags and grilled them on sticks over the fire, having a great time telling stories and laughing. After dinner even the camp boss, jumped into his sleeping bag, and we told stories and fairytales while eating our saturday candy till we fell asleep.