We had a week of sweltering weather, that ended on the 28th of May. This picture is taken by Espen, of me on the 27th of May where the temperatures down on the fjord (1000 m lower) is in the region of 26 deg C. Sun burnt calf muscles!
At this point Kin was excavating new holes in the garden, await Jan to come and take him out for his third walk of the day. Above trip was 15 km ski trip:
with David, May, & Espen (from foreground to background). We skied from the road,
Over three lakes.
still plenty of snow.
And right up to Kjerag:
Boulder is just in the crack by my left arm. Man on right is taking the 'classic photo' of someone standing on the boulder. Man is on rotten snow, which gets worse as the season goes on, and in my opinion is approaching the same level of danger as standing on the boulder.
Which is an easy step. Thanks to Espen for the above three pictures.
And no write up of a trip to Kjerag is complete without mentioning Pluto. Pluto was a Spaniel who had been taken to Kjerag with his Mistress. Pluto managed to fall down a crack, and could be heard, but not seen. Attempts to reach her failed. Her distraught owner could do nothing, and had to return to Egersund. There was speculation in the paper that folk would hear the dog barking for many years and in all likelihood the dog was dead... She wasn't. After 13 days two folk reached her and rescued her; she was checked by a vet and found to be well (water running down the crack, and people who had heard the barks had thrown food down). That evening they knocked on the lady's door and you can imagine that scene! This link is by one of the persons involved in the rescue and has links to Norwegian sites for more details, great story, with a great outcome:
http://marek.vokac.org/Pluto/Pluto_Story.htm
And no write up of a trip to Kjerag is complete without mentioning Pluto. Pluto was a Spaniel who had been taken to Kjerag with his Mistress. Pluto managed to fall down a crack, and could be heard, but not seen. Attempts to reach her failed. Her distraught owner could do nothing, and had to return to Egersund. There was speculation in the paper that folk would hear the dog barking for many years and in all likelihood the dog was dead... She wasn't. After 13 days two folk reached her and rescued her; she was checked by a vet and found to be well (water running down the crack, and people who had heard the barks had thrown food down). That evening they knocked on the lady's door and you can imagine that scene! This link is by one of the persons involved in the rescue and has links to Norwegian sites for more details, great story, with a great outcome:
http://marek.vokac.org/Pluto/Pluto_Story.htm
Shorts have gone back in the cupboard, which Kin doesn't like as it means no naked flesh to lick, but he does like as it means that the temperature is colder, six degrees C on taking him out this morning, add in wind chill and that makes it not at all warm.
Now Kin has passed 18 months, I'm trying him with this rucksack for easy trips. Plan on taking a small walking tour with him and camping out somewhere. This trial has so far not been so effective as you put these on and he then runs into things to try and get them off, lots of rolling around on his back, will have to have a think as to how to get him happy about wearing these.
This pic does not capture the place were we are, there is a 1/2 moon above his head which you completely miss, and the great thing about this is it was a short drive after work with some folk from work to go climbing. Today I was about as good at climbing as Kin was, I managed to make it up the access path and that was about it! Kin is very agile, but I regretted taking him up the access path as there were lots of sections with scree, and he could get injured trying to negotiate these sections. Still he was very happy to try, unlike:
This grating bridge, he could see through the bridge and he completely freaked. We didn't manage to cross it, and the next bridge we came to (that wasn't a grating bridge), he freaked on principal!
Years ago we took Karma, and Xo on a trip of Norway, and on the way back on the first ferry from Bergen, both dogs were quite happy to go up the grating steps (because they weren't looking down), on the way back Karma was quite happy... but NOT Xo who got to a mezzanine level and then refused to go up or down. By this time we were almost at Stord, and didn't have much time before we had to get off the ferry. Tied Karma up a the bottom of the steps. Xo was barking which set Karma off. I went back up and picked all 70 kgs of Xo up and then staggered down the steps, much to the amusement of a group of motorcyclists (who have the only photographic evidence of the event!). Because both dogs had been stressed, I gave them both treats and the motorcyclists pointed out that it should be me having the treats not them! Kin like Karma hates being lifted, Xo was quite happy, pick him up and he'd just go to sleep, which is the reason why I could carry him down the stairs. This coming weekend Kin, & I are heading to Bergen for a water rescue course, I don't think I'll be taking him up the steps on the ferry!
I like bringing Kin to as many places with me as possible. Brought him down to the boat as I had to do some work on her, and here he is 'supervising' the work - and being quite opinionated, didn't manage to get a picture of him when he had all four paws on the cat's (catamaran) trampoline.
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