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Nicoline and I were sitting in the dining room, eating chicken and red pepper stew, when a whole load of people with headlamps started pouring down the hill behind us. Nicoline spotted them first and pointed them out. It reminded me of some Scandi noir crime drama with police scouring the hillside for either culprit or victim.
It wasn’t just the one set of headlamps. The groups of people came in waves.
Of course, it was pitch black, apart from the scant lighting on the path so it was difficult to see who or what they were. I didn’t have my glasses on, so detail alluded me, but Nicoline assured me that they had legs. As opposed to mountain bikes, I mean.
Whatever these lunatics were doing, I have to say it was very brave. Apart from being icy, pitch black and freezing, it is also mostly just rocks, trees and snowy ground. There are some very narrow tracks but hardly the kind of thing you can easily navigate at night.
I have scoured the Internet but can find nothing to indicate what it was. I’ll have to remember to check the next edition of the OSP.
Apart from that little bit of mystery and oddness, my day was pretty uneventful. Although, I did manage to send off Nicoline’s Wikipedia page for Kolormondo to be reviewed. I felt quite chuffed that I managed to complete it.
And, of course, late in the day, Mathilde came over to take the girls around the mountain, without a headlamp and definitely not running. Though she did say she did it backwards which I suggested would have been difficult at night, especially for the dogs. She meant she took the reverse route to the one she took on Monday. She’s coming again on Friday and I wonder which way she’ll walk then. Not up and across I hope. Well, not without a headlamp anyway.
But, of course, the highlight was dinner and the two of us spent a delightful couple of hours chatting about all manner of things including strange happenings in A&E, archaeology and why I prefer the Romans to the Anglo-Saxons.
The only photo I took today was of the footprints across the front garden and, given we also discussed the visitors to Nicoline’s garden, I figured it was relevant to include it here.
Interestingly, she has a patch of snowless grass in her garden which three deer have found quite delightful.
