More wilderness

Today's post is concentrating on the holiday photos only. Mr. K was fly-fishing on the shore:

His fishing line is floating on the water and the fly goes with the water downstream.

His friend was fishing from the boat on the lake above us.

Mr. K caught a beautiful trout. We had surprise visitors, two elderly German gentlemen, who had canoed for ten days downstream, starting from the Russian border. They wanted to check the rapid and decide if it was safe to paddle down or should they take their canoe down with ropes. Ropes it was, as they didn't want to get their tent and baggage wet for the last days of their journey. Mr. K asked if they could use a trout, and they were happy to accept the offer for a nice dinner on that cold day.

We had rainbow trouts for lunch, this time opened flat and smoked for 35 minutes.

Between the rain showers and constant rain we had moments of sunshine.

The lingonberries were on their way getting red and ready to be picked.

Some of the bilberry (artcic blueberry) leaves were already changing colour for Autumn. While I was washing up, the other lady picked bilberries for our morning oatmeal. All berries were already picked near the cabin, but she went deeper in the forest and found all we needed.

Here we made the coffee on open fire and had our meals whenever there was enough light.

Sunset over the lake after a rainy day.

Mist on the lake.

I miss the quiet peace of this place already.