Photos (c) Ele Grieveson @ Curious Magpie Photography
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Photos (c) Ele Grieveson @ Curious Magpie Photography
Waiting to be roasted:
- Potato with onion, garlic, herbs and olive oil
- Chicken and tomatoeswith onion, paprika, basil, garlic, balsamic vinegar.
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A selection of tapas/meze with a huge pile of pitta bread!
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Spanish Fruit Cake made for a friends Birthday :)
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I love French food, here are a few of the things I ate on a recent trip to Paris!
(Source: Flickr / elemg42)
I win! 5/5! :D
thecuriousmagpie submitted this photo with the comment “I went for a gothic night time picnic with my boyfriend at the weekend and being appropriately dressed in a park with woods at night meant I had no excuse not to have a photo taken up a tree! The problem was finding a suitable tree, most of them were spindly little things, this was the best I could find and the highest up I could get (about 2m). I did have a black velvet cloak too (it was about 10°C) but that was just a bit too impractical for climbing…”
I will now extol the virtues of this photo:
- it’s night time,
- there’s no smiling and she’s staring at the night sky longingly,
- she’s high up the tree,
- she’s wearing rockingly rad red boots (who’s in the mood for alliteration? ME) as well as velvet and lace, and
- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I love me a blonde goth.
I would have liked to see the black velvet cloak mentioned but never mind. It makes me happy that she’s braved the cold and searched out a decent tree and hiked up there without a thought to potentially snagging her outfit on the bark.
5 out of 5 - If you haven’t had a gothic night time picnic that has resulted in a 5 rating up tree photo YOU HAVEN’T LIVED.
Cimetière de Montmartre - Paris, France.
(Source: Flickr / elemg42)
Fjällräven Polar > Day 7
Sunday 15th April
For once we get a lie in (8am) and are woken by the smell of frying bacon! The breakfast spread is amazing and includes (for the third meal in three days) reindeer meat! It’s time to do the final pack and load our bags onto the skimobile where they’re taken to the car park for us. I give my amazing sleeping bag one last hug goodbye and less longingly also leave behind my useless thermos. We have some time to say goodbye to the dogs, and even though mine aren’t there, its nice to have a final cuddle with a friendly animal. The last group photo is combined with a presentation of certificates with glass frames that are going to be a pain to carry home.
Fjällräven Polar > Day 6
Saturday 14th April
The sun is shining when I wake up and I’m feeling really toasty in my snow hole. I look at my watch and find it’s only 4am - perhaps I should go back to sleep! A few hours later I wake up again and whilst still in my sleeping bag I set to making brakfast. By now I feel like I should get up so I climb out and drag all my stuff back to my sled. Now it’s time to feed the dogs breakfast - the last meal I’ll serve them. The dog that was replaced on my sled yesterday manages four helpings! I nickname him Dustbin until I find out his name is Joseph and he’s only 11 months old.
Fjällräven Polar > Day 5
Friday 13th April
We wake up to brilliant sunshine and a strong wind. Breakfast in the tent is followed by the dogs breakfast and packing up the tent etc. As usual we’re ready first and therefore have to wait for everyone else. This morning is special and we’re waiting for 9am. On time a helicopter arrives to film us leaving. The noise makes the dogs a bit nervous and mine try to tip me off by tangling themselves in their own lines. We’re off again across the frozen lakes with the chopper flying round in circles. Apparently we look good as a team because they keep circling us, following as we cross icy lakes and with through the trees. My six dog team of yesterday is down to five as Stupid has been moved to one of the other sleds. This makes for hard going and lots of pushing.
Fjällräven Polar > Day 4
Thursday 12th April
I am woken up by my tent mate far too early because he is keen to get going. Looking outside, there are a lot of frozen huskies with a dusting of snow. After getting up and layering on kit, its my job to get breakfast ready for the humans while Peter feeds the dogs. Then, it’s time to pack everything into the sleds and lay out the dog lines. Unfortunately the Swedes are slower at getting ready and so we’re left waiting around. I take a short walk away from camp and when I look back I realise I’ve taken a completely different route to the one I set out on. When both land and sky are white, it’s easy to get disoriented. I can see how polar explorers get lost!
Fjällräven Polar > Day 3
Wednesday 11th April
Yet another early morning, I’m going to be glad when I can have a relative lie in and get up at 8am! This time it’s breakfast followed by loading up the coach (again). Soon we’re off to meet the dogs. It’s snowing and everywhere is white. When we arrive, the sound is the first thing that you can’t fail to notice. Over 150 dogs all excited about running.
