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The climbfish have now evolved to cover my life in the US - including very exiting life in downtown Baltimore (aka the wire) and ocean research expeditions with NOAA. I don't promise frequent updates but I will try and cover the most and least exiting times here. Enjoy!
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Saturday, March 22, 2014

Back to work on the big blue

Look, a walrus!
You might not believe me when I say I have an intense work week behind me when you look at the pictures below. And to be fair, though we truly have been hard at work solving technical problems and crunching data through our computers for 9 days in a row in a dark room, I can't deny that we are having a pretty good time out here. This is the third year I'm doing the research cruise on the NOAA ship Nancy Foster and by this time both the science team and the boat crew are well known friends.
Sunrise, coffee and  hand line fishing
A couple of highlights
1. Arriving late to St. Croix, USVI, due to an overbooked plane which forced me to stay a night on a small island hotel with it's own snorkel beach and reef. Next day I got my own boat ride with the park service arriving Nancy Foster (already offshore working) VIP style :)
Arriving in style..
2. ROV (Remotely Operated Vehicle) dives in fishy waters. Yesterday we had 3 large lemon sharks circling the ROV and today we had a hammerhead shark cruising by the camera. Later this evening we saw a shark fin following the boat for a few short seconds while fishing off the stern. Glad to see reefs with live corals, big schools of fish and some sharks, it's been too little of that during some of the other trips I've done down here. 
Three good looking Lemon Sharks came and inspected the ROV
Photo Credit NOAA/NOS/NCCOS/CCMA
3. Handline fishing/trolling with lots of bites, counting 5 barracudas and one tasty Spanish mackerel so far. First time I am catching some fish on a NOAA ship.
Fish on!
Spanish Mackerel makes for excellent Ceviche
Only 2 more days before it's time to fly back on Monday, better soak up some sun... NOAA is forecasting that DC is in for yet another another snow day on Tuesday
Working night shift has its perks, Steel Beach
Jason preparing the ROV for last dive of the day
300 meter cable to go..
Nick setting up the survey

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

A lesson in friendliness & a bonus in Loveland

BC Pow faces
I'm back in the Bmore and just went through an intense week of catching up at NOAA to get ready for our yearly research cruise in the Caribbean. Perhaps not so surprisingly nobody have been feeling very sorry for my hardship... Though good to be back the contrast from skiing in BC couldn't be greater. I thought I'd finish the story for you with some more pics and a couple of anecdotes.
Skiing through the woods we heard music and found our way to this magic cabin..
The Canadians in the Selkirk Mountains (South interior BC) have been so friendly that we almost suspected we were getting tricked, but finally realising that the bearded men and fine Canadian woman living in the area of Nelson and Rossland were just extraordinary welcoming. An example:
(Me asking the skipatroll) - I noticed the North face of Gray mountain is closed, any chance we can ski there?
(Bearded ski patroll guy) - Oh, No problem ey just be careful ey, there might be some rocks ey, pretty narly ey, but you'll be ok ey...
After skiing the face with plenty of close calls with exposed rocks at full speed we realised the ski patrol were just too nice not to let us ski, though it really was a bad idea... 
Other signs of the Canadian spirit was that we did not find a single locked door during the trip. The only AH of the trip was the Canadian border control who made us empty the car and unpacked all our bags while provoking us with all his might... Not the first time that happened at the Canadian boarder (while returning to the US have always been surprisingly smooth).
The Klister Club Cabin
While skiing the backside woods at Red Mountain we (me, Sam and a three of his friends who had now joined us) heard music and found our way to a snowed in cabin. We invited ourselves and were welcomed to the Klister club 75th year anniversary (some sort of society, no tomatoes allowed). We were offered delicious homemade wine by the only present member of the club who then proceeded to show us a couple of secret runs in the woods before inviting us for more drinks. We all had a really hard time keeping up with the 60+ old man, he later departed to avoid getting home too drunk to his wife and their waiting guests. As you get older you get wiser(?)
Drinking homemade wine in the woods, an unexpected bonus
Looking good Tahoe style
Sam laying down a few sweet turns
It started snowing again in Whitewater, Nelson. The woods there are very steep and offer
some of the best tree skiing terrain I have seen. A little more fresh snow and it would have been ski heaven.
5 boys sharing an hotel room while dreaming away on Tinder...
Great Nachos...
...comes at a great cost. Stink screen applied
Red Mountain at its best
Now thats what a ski-resort sign should look like!
The last day it kept snowing and the dump we had waited for was taking shape, though one day to late. Just as it was getting nice the lifts closed for the day. As there was risk of flight delays due to yet another snowstorm both in Baltimore and in Spokane I seriously considered about pushing the trip another day to avoid getting stuck in transit and ski powder the next day (win win!). But I really had to go back for work so I reluctantly gave up the idea and we drove back to the airport through some intense weather. What happened? I got stuck over night in Denver as my connecting flight got canceled with no compensation for hotel or other expenses (credit to SouthWest...), luggage stuck in transit and next available flight the following afternoon. Should have trusted my instincts to stay another day in BC! Q. What to do to turn bad luck into an opportunity? A. Rent a car, save money by sleeping in it on a Wallmart parking lot half way to the mountains outside Denver. Wake up early, have a tele-meeting in early morning, then rent a snowboard and clothes and hit the slopes at Loveland mountain. At 12.15 I was struggling to get up a small untouched ridge (almost 13000 feet Altitude makes you feel like climbing Mt Everest...) and met yet another friendly ski patrol who just finished blasting the face. He said 2 minutes, get ready... and opened up the terrain right in time for my last run (flight leaving in 3 hours...). Made it back right on time, with all frustration flushed out and a smile cemented on my face. 4 hours later arrived happy in Bmore to awaiting Anna and a snowy Baltimore (and a fine pile of work to whip me into action  the next day...)
Alpine terrain at 12700 feet, Loveland, Colorado
Taking the board for a spin!
Sweet turns during my last run of the trip

Friday, February 28, 2014

Roadtrip in the Rockies

A couple of days ago I landed in Spokane, WA, to go skiing with my friend Sam in the Canadian Rockies. We have had some cold powder and sunshine snow in Red Mountain, then went touring in the backcountry around Kootaney pass and slept in a great little hut out there. Avalanche conditions where pretty bad (two guys got in trouble a few days earlier and one died) so we mostly enjoyed the wilderness and played it safe. Now we are in Nelson to ski Whitewater and might drive down to Montana later today. It's fantastic to be on the road again with skiing in mind. Feel fortunate! My legs are hurting but apparently it's time to get out of my comfortable bed and go skiing again..



Sunday, January 26, 2014

The Urban Farm, Part 1: Lumberjack in Town


My friends Rob and Megan are incredibly brave. They bought an old tractor, a piece of undeveloped land and an old house next to it, and started a farm in Baltimore City. Since I am a big fan of this project I thought I'll do a few blogs through out this year to cover the work going on there. This Marther Luther King weekend me and Trevor went out to help Rob cut down trees that they need to build a fens around their field. They hope it will keep the local whitetail deer population (the city is crawling with them believe it or not) from eating their crop including a substantial investment in garlic. We took on the challenge lumberjack style with a fury of chainsaw action, log lifting and some cross bow shooting to top it off... A good reminder that for all the physical exercise I have put myself through lately it is but a speck of what it takes to work a day as a farmer. 
We need a horse!
I am quite certain that my Grandpa Torgny, looking down from his cloud, would be less impressed that I had to spend the rest of the weekend resting from my half day of "real work".  Half a century ago they spend their winter days working the forest with a two-man saw, axes and horses. Those where the days! I salvaged some images from a digitally converted super 8 film my Grandpa did 1952-1955 showing some images from the work they did. Thanks for reminding me how it should be done grandpa 
The way things were done 65 years ago (Grandpa bought his first chainsaw around 1955)
A good days work back in the day. Gnestad Gård, Sweden, 1952
We ended the day on the farm with some good old archery...
The last week winter has returned to town, its been snowing quite a bit and it is cold and beautiful. The real perk is that everything shuts down here, schools, work you name it (so far I have not yet had the pleasure to skip work or school due to a snowstorm in Sweden) so this week I had two good days working form home, with the occasional mountain bike or trail running playtime in the snow. It is nice with a proper winter here for a change

Celebrating Lauras birthday with a hike in the Catactin mountains.
There was supposed to be more people joining but they were smart enough to stay home
in the windy and numbing cold conditions (all except the Swedish couple...)
Best spot for my bike to dry off from riding in the snow. We just got 15 cm of fresh snow!


Magic cold and dry snow filling the air
I found out running with barefoot shoes was, as I expected, a great idea in the dry powder snow.
Perfect grip and your feet stay nice and ventilated.