Today me and Kenneth Waara a well respected teacher in Pajala, went ice fishing. Grayling was on the menu (Harr in Norrländska). Kenneth, one of to men in Norrland who don`t own a scooter (I learned in Finland that you can`t say snowscooter).
Thats respect Kenneth!
So they talked for quite a long time about fishing and stuff you talk about in Norrland. And suddenly the Finnish man left, me and Kenneth where alone in the wilderness. kenneth told me that the Finnish man told him we could not catch fish at this time. The sun was shining and Kenneth also told me that the ice was thicker than usual.
I had a hard time to drill the holes for us to fish in. I felt in my arms and started to think about my ice-cream intakes.
No more ice-cream for me...
I saw this crow together with Sofia and Zelda in Pajala bathing and gurgling dirty, and I mean dirty melting water in a puddle after the rioad. A typical Paja crow I learned. I think it was a dirty crow and we had a small discussion about why we thought it was a he and not a she.
Suddenly Kenneth shouted!
Whit excellent skill he hauled the fish up from the hole. He had a fish lying in front of him, the famous Grayling!
We kept on fishing for a while and I also got one, but to small so I did pot him back into the hole and Torne river, back to hes freedom. He will come back one day and make some other person happy or he will be pike food. It`s the jungle law down there in the river. Pike, salmon, lake and others fighting about the space. After a few hours we went back to the village and I was thinking how proud Kenneths wife and children have to be when they see the fish, I wish I could catch a fish like that one day. I was thinking. But no, the women living in Tornedalen is hard to impress. I know for I myself love one.
The day ended and the night is here. The whole house is sleeping exept me and Sofia. Please, if you have any heart for the northern nature and people who lives here, the last undammed river in the world say no to the mining and other industry! Love.