Two lone hikers heading for the summit of Tent Ridge in Kananaskis Country, dwarfed by the stunning rock massif in the background. This was snapped shortly after a heavy snow fall in the Rockies back in early October. Only a few weeks later we were back rock climbing in t-shirts for a good couple of weeks before temperatures dropped rapidly again. #explorealberta
It’s been a busy December all over Canada and Scandinavia and I feel like I might have given the impression that my blog is dead. However, I’m still very much alive. Have been working on a little photo project that I hope to be able to launch soon. In the meantime, Merry Christmas and all the best for 2015 ya all!
The view at my parents’ place last night. Boden, Sweden.
For those of you who didn’t yet notice, I love life as a nomad. But as I occasionally return from the road I am repeatedly reminded how much I also love the place I’m priviliged enough to call home. A place with four distinct seasons, the land of the northern lights and the midnight sun… mountains, forests, lakes, rivers… and beloved friends and family.
Ten years ago I couldn’t wait to get the hell out. Today I’m thrilled whenever I come back every now and then. Just another of the many great things travel does to me; It provides me with perspectives and a greater appreciation of what I have. Makes me see things with different eyes. Transforms what I before ran away from into the charm I return to. At least for a while. Until the itch takes over and I’m off again.
Thanks for this time, Sweden. I’ll be back.
Big brother in action (Photo courtesy of Erik Nordin)
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