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|In our panic stricken, no risk (and no fun) society, anything that goes wrong becomes a token of freedom. "So the bureaucrats thought this contraption safe...", Yvonne said triumphantly, after jumping off some EU approved climbing apparatus at school and breaking two small bones in her foot. The bureaucrats, who make rules for just about everything, have indeed made rules for how to cover the ground with rubber tiles under these climbing things. What the Brüssels based half-wits never thought of was what happens to the rubber tiles when the temperature is -18 degrees.|
Once again we went to Karlslunde Strand, Denmark for our traditional Easter holiday. This year Easter was so late we could visit the Tivoli in Copenhagen. Good fun for the entire family. Here's Robin and Yvonne trying out the "hen-flip" game. Rather bizarre, if you ask me.
|After Denmark we drove up to our cabin in Romsdal to spend a few days skiing Nordic style. Mornings can be freezing this time of year, so the males get up early, prepare breakfast, and get the fireplace going. The females stay in bed until circumstances appear more inviting, offering encouragement to the boys braving the elements. This morning the girls had to be manhandled downstairs in order to get breakfast at all. Notice Yvonne's watch; 09:25 AM.|
|This Easter we ran out of snow. No joke. We had to carry the sledge in the background when we went back four days later. When the afternoon temperature hit 22 degrees we emptied the tool shed and improvised a true redneck Fondue Bourguignonne (Yes, the spelling is correct. If you can't spell Bourguignonne you're no redneck.)|
|With most of the snow gone on shore, the lake was the last resort for Nome style racing. This is former national champion Bjørnar Østigård taking the kids and their friend Thord Tokle for a ride.|