Friday - 1996-08-09

PeA became the envy of the team in his efforts of always finding the perfect rabbit-burrow to take a crap in.

The enclosed photo reveals the forthcoming seasons harvest, all in gratitude of PeAs effort this year.

As we grew nearer the return to civilisation, the mood rose. The highlight of the last day out in the open was the roasted beaver, served with cold Sponsor-provided mjöd!

The sun burned our hardened skin, and the beaver took its token. Off with the clothes.

The photographer himself. As always, impossible to preserve for the future with a normal expression. We were now back at the base-camp, close to showers and toilet-paper... no more rabbits! (-)

Saturday - 1996-08-10

Quote of the day: "Härnösand??? We are not in Sundsvall!?!"

The debate of what kind of tracks this was, beaver or elk, proved almost fatal for the team. We had clearly been ruined in mind after this week. See this documentation as a warning.

CIVILIZATION!!! Yippee...?