Hurry Up and Wait
Mood:
Trasitional
Digger's Log, Supplementary:
John has this project running pretty well so far, but we're not into our routine yet, so there's some spots of downtime while shuttling in the limited cars, or waiting for meetings, as I'm doing now. Shortly we will go meet Thor at Hof and talk to him about putting in two narrow trenches there.
We can access the Internet only briefly around dinner time, and with 15 people sharing two terminals, there's not a whole lot of time for reflective writing in this forum. Therefore many entries may have to be short, and pictures may be even more limited because of having to transfer them from the camera to the computer, resize them, upload them, and link them. They are more likely to appear in batches rather than one per entry.
Last night after dinner, when we got back to our lodging, the farmer who owns the place came by, and through his son interpreting, agreed to give us a tour of his award-winning establishment. He raises horses and sheep, but the latter are all up in the mountains right now. He numbers his flock at 170, and will bring them down for the winter in early September.
The all-hours daylight takes a bit of getting used to. Last night we stayed up to 12:30am, having herring and Bols from Holland, then headed off to sack out. I've got my bed in the corner of the room directly beneath a window, away from the path of its light, and away from the skylight, so getting to sleep has not been a problem.
Yesterday while working on the grid survey at Hof, one of the guys who's been there a week already told us about this one young woman who's on the farm. She's from Sweden, and came over for the summer to work as a horse exerciser. Apparently she gets paid to ride the college's horses up and down the road all day. Kind of like an au pair for our equine friends. So any of you out there who like horses, maybe you could check into getting a summer job here doing the same thing.
The countryside here-abouts reminds me a great deal of the Isle of Skye. The clouds, and spots of sunlight on the hills, and the colors of the earth and grass and stone and snow all combine to produce outstanding vistas that constantly change.
John has this project running pretty well so far, but we're not into our routine yet, so there's some spots of downtime while shuttling in the limited cars, or waiting for meetings, as I'm doing now. Shortly we will go meet Thor at Hof and talk to him about putting in two narrow trenches there.
We can access the Internet only briefly around dinner time, and with 15 people sharing two terminals, there's not a whole lot of time for reflective writing in this forum. Therefore many entries may have to be short, and pictures may be even more limited because of having to transfer them from the camera to the computer, resize them, upload them, and link them. They are more likely to appear in batches rather than one per entry.
Last night after dinner, when we got back to our lodging, the farmer who owns the place came by, and through his son interpreting, agreed to give us a tour of his award-winning establishment. He raises horses and sheep, but the latter are all up in the mountains right now. He numbers his flock at 170, and will bring them down for the winter in early September.
The all-hours daylight takes a bit of getting used to. Last night we stayed up to 12:30am, having herring and Bols from Holland, then headed off to sack out. I've got my bed in the corner of the room directly beneath a window, away from the path of its light, and away from the skylight, so getting to sleep has not been a problem.
Yesterday while working on the grid survey at Hof, one of the guys who's been there a week already told us about this one young woman who's on the farm. She's from Sweden, and came over for the summer to work as a horse exerciser. Apparently she gets paid to ride the college's horses up and down the road all day. Kind of like an au pair for our equine friends. So any of you out there who like horses, maybe you could check into getting a summer job here doing the same thing.
The countryside here-abouts reminds me a great deal of the Isle of Skye. The clouds, and spots of sunlight on the hills, and the colors of the earth and grass and stone and snow all combine to produce outstanding vistas that constantly change.
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