The last skidoodle

A morning skidoo to the mountains with yet more hot lingonberry juice (Vit C levels are way up by now), boy I love those skidoos; soupy lunch, mucking about with experiments  - chucking glasses of hot water in the air and more soap bubbles, the former worked well... see other photos somewhere... and then a walk out onto the lake again before leftovers dinner. Just lying out there on the ice in our supersuits, looking up at some shooting stars and the moon and Arctic clouds, it is all so very different and fabulous. We felt the sky was squashed over the poles and time works differently. What an amazing time we have had.