Dr. Martin Rundkvist is a Swedish archaeologist, journal editor, public speaker, skeptic, atheist, lefty liberal, bookworm, and father of two.
Dear Reader, I've just passed a lovely hour skiing on the golf course, and I am very happy.
It's -6 centigrade, loads of snow and Mr Sun is shining from a blue sky, accompanied by his pale-countenanced Sister Moon. People and dogs were out in force and we all smiled at each other as we met in the tracks.
With my trusty handheld, I snapped the above pic, and it also played me wonderful music: Norway's finest rock band, the Brimstone Solar Radiation Band; those lovely eclectic Philadelphians, Maggi, Pierce & E.J.; some jazzy hippie stylings from Chrysalis
Skis, snow, sunshine and a handheld computer. There's my recipe for a happy Saturday afternoon. Just like last year.
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Comments
Finally, a sensible use for golf courses!
Posted by: John Wilkins | January 27, 2007 10:25 AM
Looks spectacular, my friend - reminds me of my days out west, spending way more time of Nordic skis than downhill. Nothing like X-country skiing for the cardiovascular system!
Posted by: Abel Pharmboy | January 27, 2007 11:34 AM
Very true! I could have wrung out my T-shirt afterwards.
Posted by: Martin R | January 27, 2007 12:13 PM
Dude, that's mean! Now you've made me homesick! ;-)
Posted by: Christina | January 27, 2007 5:20 PM
Let me console you: we've only had snow and cold for about a week. Half of this winter has been like one long November.
Posted by: Martin R | January 27, 2007 5:24 PM