Meat Rudolf

After an interesting trip north of Kiruna, we arrive at the camp site that will host us this night. In the middle of the Lappish nature, we discover some wooden huts. No iglo this night :-(. A semi-authentic Lappish hut will be ours for the coming day. Everything seems perfect. It is however better not to look under the table, which must be one of the most authentic Lappish places in whole Sweden. In some time, this could become of enormous importance to archaeology.

No central heating, no light, no home cinema system, ... Back to basics. We have to heat up the stove ourselves. Drilling for oil or gaz seems not the best idea since it could take too much time. Wood it shall be. I first thought we could light a tree, cigarette-wise. This should keep us warm for some time. Unfortunately, our room and the accompanying stove are too small. We really have to chop some wood. With a portion of girl-power, we can replenish our wood stock. (look what a nice job we have done in the first picture)

Graw grawl groo. (stomachish for "I need food, and soon") What a coincidence: lunch is served. Lappish lunch to be correct. Reindeer. Smells nice. Better than alive. Poor Rudolf.