Bikepacking with Banjo

New YouTube video out, this time bikepacking with Banjo, our Jack Russell Terrier, to one of our favourite bikepacking campsites in our neighbourhood while philosophising about what really matters in life. Can anything good come out of the Covid pandemic raging through the world? Does a Jack Russell Terrier have anything to teach us aboutContinue reading “Bikepacking with Banjo”

Out of hibernation

It’s been quiet here on the site for a while. Very quiet. And there’s a good reason for that: Last winter was spent as a teacher, freelance journalist, author and father (and probably part-time nutcase), all while I was maintaining my primary blog in Norwegian as well as this space. It became very clear at oneContinue reading “Out of hibernation”

Farewell to freeze dried food

We only walked a couple of kilometres from our house and into the woods. The camp was set at dusk just far enough away that we disappeared into our own world as darkness spread through the pine trunks. It was on this trip that Sif grew into her role as the family’s wilderness chef. WhetherContinue reading “Farewell to freeze dried food”

The sound of a paddle

The evening is closing in and we only have a few hundred meters left down to the tiny wharf, when she says it. We are about to finish a kayak trip down our local river Numedalslågen. Instead of eating supper at home, we had put a simple pasta salad in a bag, cycled down toContinue reading “The sound of a paddle”

Hammocks in the summer night – first experience with our Hennessy hammocks

There are a lot of things that aren’t wise. And to go on a family overnight trip with hammocks at the peak of the midge season is definitely not the smartest thing to do. We did it anyway – there weren’t that many midges in the forest any more, were there? But there were. TheContinue reading “Hammocks in the summer night – first experience with our Hennessy hammocks”

Under an open sky

It is the oldest girl who proposes it: the last camp fire trip of the season. Let the tarp and the tent remain at home and sleep under an open sky, before the mosquitoes and midges occupy the forest. What father could say no to that? It gets late before we get away. Again. ButContinue reading “Under an open sky”