Spring has sprung! Part 2

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.

Drying up in the morning sun.

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.

The best kind of coffee.

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.

Bunny getting some tlc when we have a break on our way home.

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.

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Spring has sprung! Part 1.

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.

Rough terrain for short legs, but they never complained.

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.

The split second they stood still on our break before heading out to find interesting things.

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.

Burning out the campfire before we go to bed.

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.

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Winter is great for camping, but

we are also looking forward to spring, even thou its at lest a couple a months away. The time of year when you hear the birds begin chirping again and the sound of water drops all over the forest as the ice melt and start making small streams everywhere. Every spring we go to see “the most beautiful play of the year” when the males try to attract female by showing off and fighting off competition from other males to get to mate with the hens. It can be a spectacular sight, with their loud mating calls and their powerful wings hitting each other during fighting. This spring will be the first time i bring the boys, which will be a challenge, since you have to be quiet and lie quite still, both of these things might be a challenge for the little rascals. Well, its still a couple a months till they start the spectacle, so I will try to get them ready to be completely still for 4 hours straight. Here you can read more about the black grouse

From a trip to a black grouse play last spring. It`s good to sit in the sun without several layers of clothing
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