I can’t believe we are in the middle of October already! Ii still feels like August was last week!
Yet another weekend is over, and I’m actually excited about going back to work tomorrow. The weather has been so nice this autumn. Sunny, warm and beautiful colours all around. This saturday i actually walked around the stables wearing only a T-shirt! A typical October in Norway is minus degrees, rain and anything but t-shirt weather. It’s on days like these all the fees and hard work as a horse-owner is worth the struggle. Nothing is better than enjoying the beautiful Norwegian nature from the back of a horse. I actually went for a walk this weekend as well with my kelpie, as Vagn had his vaccine and a visit from the dentist this Tuesday. I might be a few (read; a lot) dollars poorer, but a healthy horse in return in all I could ever ask for!
I had a hectic Saturday in general this weekend, as I had a lot of errands to run, and appointments to make. As i rushed through most of the, i found some spare-time to finally look though all my equipment that has been storing up in the garage for the last 10 years. It took me nearly two hours to sort out all my stuff, and i found a lot of forgotten treasures stored up in there. But most of it was stuff i’m probably never using again, so hopefully i’m able to either sell it or give it away within a few days. I found my long-lost bridle, and rushed up to the stable to take Vagn for a ride. It has been a long ting since the last time I rode him bareback, and also since I even used a bit on him. Vagn is such a gentle boy, that I mostly just use a hackamore. As i jumped up bareback with a bit in Vagn’s mouth, I also remembered that it has been a long time since we last tried showjumping.
Well, I understand now that even if it’s been a while since the last time you tried something with your horse, it is a wise idea to maybe take one thing at the time, and not rush into all of the things at once. That being said, we did take a bareback-jump with the bit in his mouth, and Vagn jumped like a hero! Me on the other hand… well, at least i managed to hang on! 5 jumps later, and I was a happy snowman smiling from ear to ear, with horse-hair all over my pants. Not too excited to see my father’s reaction when he sees the inside of his car…
It’s the 7. of October, and it is still warm, nice and sunny outside! We had a pretty weird winter last year with 14 C on christmas eve - normally, that would have been our summer-temperature. After an incredible warm summer with record-high temperatures, I was expecting a cold and long-lasting winter. I’m still waiting on the first sign of snow.
My favourite family-members is the four-legged ones.
September has so far been hot and sunny, to my biggest excitement. Work and spare-time is spent outdoors, and I’m as happy as I ever could be. Imagine being payed to play outdoors in the sun all day?
As my horse and my dog (including myself) has one need in common - the need for exercise, we combined our walks into a longer trip up to a small mountain. Even though it is small, it is quite steep at some points. It is a good thing my horse is heavy and rather lazy. Nothing is better than dragging a 600 kg horse up a steep mountain-side after 8 hours of work. After the depressing gain of 7 kg, I’ve lost my right to call my horse fat, so we might as well get back in shape together…
It has been two months since I came back to Norway, and I’m starting to get bored already. Autumn has just started, and there is just something about the gray sky and the rainy weather that kills all joy. I went home from work sick yesterday, and had to stay home today as well. While editing some of the last photos from my asian-trip earlier this summer, I realized how much I miss traveling. Luckily, I’m going on a trip already this weekend. It’s a big city(compared to other Norwegian cities) not too far away from my home-town, close to the Swedish border. Even though Trondheim is nothing like Auckland, or Singapore or Los Angeles, I’m still really excited about the trip!
Not as beautiful as Bispen, but still a pretty decent walk.
Bispen, Trollstigen - Norway
In a desperate attempt to get back in shape after a lazy semester break, hours at the library and way too much good food during my Asia-travel, I decided to join my father for a mountain hike up Bispen, a 1460 meter high mountain above sea-level. Liters of sweat, thousands of swear-words and a lot of breaks later, we finally reached the top - and it was definitely worth it!
Sunny days, smoothies and milkshake on the porch, long rides, late nights, fresh fruit, chilly swims in the ocean, tall mountains to climb
Life on this side of the planet is pretty decent as well
I miss my city more than anything in the world right now.
Home, but not home.
I’m back home in Norway, and should feel excited about that. Instead, I feel empty. Norway might be my home, but it does not feel like home any longer. I miss New Zealand a lot, and nothing would have made me happier than moving back with my horse - and that is exactly where the problem is. The other side of the earth is quite a distance for a horse to move.
After three days in Korea, I’m finally heading back home! I’m posting this at the airport right now, bored to death after 3 hours of waiting already… Only 4 more to go!
Korea is quite different from Norway. Down here, everybody is trying to be as pale as possible, and they all dress up even if it’s just for a quick shop down at the local supermarket. There has been no girls with messy buns whatsoever to spot in the streets of Seoul. Clearly, plastic surgery is a popular thing down her. With wide eyes, huge breasts and blond hair, I guess you could say they try to copy the western-look. I went to a pool-party at Hamilton Hotel and was horrified by all the barbie-dolls i saw at the pool. The worst part? They were all over 30 years old! But to be fair, I saw a lot of beautiful girls in the streets of Seoul. The style, the hair and the make-up was as close to perfection as a girl without the Hollywood-stylist team in her closet will ever be able to pull off.
I’m flying with a Russian airline today, and has to make a transfer in Moscow. I’m a bit nervous about that part. I do have 1,5 hours, but I have no idea on how to make my way to the gate. Who ever decided all airports should have a english translation - i fucking love you!