As anyone reading this for any time can tell, I got behind on posts as we had no WiFi for over a week and then we basically overwhelmed the system when we were online while uploading and editing pictures. We finally got back to a good connection and we are trying to get caught up while the kids get catch up on school work. I debated a lot about this blog. Things like FB or Instagram make it way easier to share, but then they can have access to your photos and I really didn't want to dominate people's feeds. Also, I am a terrible speller and so writing publicly without an editor is always intimidating. I did, however, I want a way to keep a journal of the trip, mostly for myself. I find that when I can sit down and write or reflect about an area, it makes me see and remember it differently and it helps me to get the most out of each day. I also wanted a way to share with friends and family what we have been doing; I thought there would be others who might want to do a similar adventure someday. I got great help from many family travel blogs when we were trying to decide what to pack, where to go and what to do, and I am grateful for their shared time and experience; it felt like we should do the same.
One of the challenges with a blog are those random pictures of adventures that don't fit into any category or any given trip. There were many such moments for me at the Skapet huts: yoga on the rocks, dancing with Lily, a hard trail run on my own finding myself on the edge of a cliff or in a downpour so strong I might as well have been swimming (which is exactly what I did after the run with all my clothes, socks and shoes on). I hope to always carry these small moments that make the trip special with me (some caught on camera, some not).
Animals have always liked him. This one came back that night looking for him again and making a ton of noise wishing he would come play again.
Dancing with the Lily after the rain had passed.
Her crow pose is getting better.
Morning fun. They clearly love doing two person yoga.
Looking up during my run to see the huge cliffs I was running along. Well, "running" may be a stretch for what I did most of the trail as it was full of boulders, twist and turns, but it was beautiful and soul fulfilling.
The rocks might as well have been a thousand dollar playground. Here they are kings of the mountain not ready to come down for the night.
Happy camper.
Trying to roll the rock on our way in.
Not sure the kids think we can ever get enough pictures of these guys.
Time to leave and the weather fit our mood as we were sad to see these cabins go.