It has been one of those years in which, if I didn't have any photographs,…
Ice Fishing. The Perfect Shot.
It wasn’t the first train of the day but I was on my way from Helsinki to Vasa by 9am yesterday. The journey takes about five hours and is about as comfortable as you can imagine. The Intercity coaches all sport wireless connection the whole way, the seats recline and the coffee and baked goods are just a few steps away in the restaurant car. The toilets are clean, the Finns quiet (shocking!)….it is a good time to catch up on sleeping, working, staring at trees….I did all three.
The whole southern part of the country is in one giant state of melt. Many of the Helsinki streets were virtual rivers and the bikers tape themselves up in plastic from head to foot. Street corners can be hazerdous if you dont want to get hit with a spray of muddy water. The plows, dumptrucks, bobcats and street sweepers are hard at it.
I certainly don’t recall it being this warm, this early, when I lived here but so it is. Spring is hard on its way and the already long days of sunlight are quite lovely.
Vasa is a great town for kids. There are tons of parks and greenspace and the whole place is very oriented to family. So, a few more days of playing with my kiddos here before they head back to Taos and I go on to Toulouse.
While not exactly a great photo this ice fishing shot shows the whole scene and it made me laugh – pretty much each stage of the frantic ice fishing going on here out in the bay. The drill, the coffee-sipping, the sitting… I can’t see how it goes on much longer given day time high temps in the 40sF.