Just another morning of skiing

I took a ski tour this morning up on Hamra Fjället behind the cabin. I timed it perfectly: hiked up on cold and hard snow, and went down on warm soft snow.

There were a couple of centimeters of fresh wind blown snow, and beneath was that beautiful spring corn. I waxed my skis the other day, so I was in a pretty good place on the way down.

Two laps, and then back to the cabin for fika.

One of the lines I took. It was a weird way to go, because it was so convex that you could not see the line or the bottom. Pure Joy!