|I can fly! Old Rag Trail, Shenandoah National Park|
|Playing disc golf with my friends in Uppsala |
Just like the old days (except for the baby stroller..)
|Me and Jonas went kayaking again on the west coast to see if the |
trouts where still home where we found them earlier in the summer
|It's getting darker...|
|And darker... No fish this time, we enjoyed the August night sky instead.|
|The following day we had more luck, catching our share of |
makril and sea trout from the Kayak on our way home
|Back our country place it was time to harvest for the yearly crayfish party|
|Alexander keeping a close eye on a crayfish with fast big claws|
|When the kids fell asleep, the snaps came out...|
|Tripp, Trapp, Trull... Alex, Oliver and Wille learning where milk comes from|
|Wille is growing fast!|
|A rare moment of stillness. Kristoffer came out and played with their 10 week old pupy, |
I want one (only thing is that you have to move to Greenland when they get bigger).
|Old Simba is moving at a slower pace, but keeps a stern eye at the kids.|
|Time to pass down tree climbing skills to a younger generation of adventures.|
|I also gave Alexander some new ideas on where to ride his bike. |
Next time we will find something higher.
|Wille enjoying the rain, inspired by his uncle, I set such fine examples!|
|And this is where his genes comes from... My sister Anna orbiting Globen, Stockholm|
|Anna posing for my photo shoot for CrossNature. Hammarbybacken, Stockholm|
|Now I know why I came back to the US... The size of the blueberry pie!|
|Me and our room mate Andrew fueling up on trail mix before hiking in Shenandoah National Park|
|Out in the woods we found an old presidential camp and got an excellent guided tour |
in the "Brown House"by this gentlemen. Apparently president Hoover who lived here
loved his fishing and there was old fishing gear everywhere. He would have my vote..
|Presidential fishing waters in Shenandoah Mountains. |
How could I leave my rod at home. I should know better. Never. Leave. Rod.
|Found a beautiful snake digesting his lunch on a sunny rock. |
He did not move much so I ventured in for a close shot.
|Andrew enjoying a modest fire|
|Oh isn't it heavenly! (you can't see the insects..), Heavenly Acres Campground|
|One of many view points on the hike to Old Rag|
|Nothing stood in our way...|
|Hopkins students practicing Teamwork|
|Yet another challenge for the fearless mountaineers (yes, you could walk around as well)|
|Payback for a mornings hard work|
|Beutiful ponds at the top producing large |
quantities of mosquitoes, What is it
with great views and insects?
|Butterflies eating poo, amazing.|