Recently the weather has been wet and clouded, so I'm looking for sunshine, even in photographs. These were taken in Nuuksio, south of lake Saarijärvi, on March 14th.
(Posting title is from the poem Lines written under the conviction that it is not wise to read Mathematics in November after one’s fire is out by James Clerk Maxwell.)
On February 22nd I walked in Nuuksio, starting from the parking place at Yli-Takkula. There was 23...30 cm of snow, in some places 50 cm, and the snow was soft and didn't carry a person walking, so it was heavy going.
(Posting title is from the poem Oxford Stroud Recollects Fishing with Electricity by R. T. Smith.)
Would you believe that this island is called "Big Island", Isosaari in Finnish?
(Posting title is "computer poetry" generated with Infinite Monkeys N-GRAM Algorithm.)
These photographs were taken in Nuuksio by lake Ruuhijärvi on February 21st. I walked for almost three hours, and enjoyed it greatly.
Last night the temperature dropped below 0 °C, but tomorrow seems to be a rather warm day, +5 °C. I'm planning to commute by bicycle, which helps to keep the weight down. On the other hand, I feel hungry rather often. Still, my weight is 13 kg less that it was in 2011.
(Posting title is "computer poetry" generated with Infinite Monkeys N-GRAM Algorithm.)
I have still hundreds of photographs to be processed, but at least I managed to go through the photographs from Friday, when I walked for 3 hours 45 minutes in the north part of Nuuksio wilderness, from lake Saarijärvi past lake Suolikas to lake Ruuhijärvi.
In fact, I visited ten lakes in all, in this order: Saarijärvi, Sarkkinen, Suolikas, Mustalampi (a.k.a Pöksynhaara), Valkealampi, Kakarlampi, Ruuhijärvi, Pikku Pöksynhaara, Iso Majaslampi, and Pieni Majaslampi. Of these ten lakes I visited seven for the first time ever.
There were a lot of new things to discover, and the terrain was variable, from wet swamps to rocky hills to dense forests. My orienteering skills have improved quite a lot, and I managed to stay on the map. Sometimes I even surprised myself with map-reading skills, finding the way even in rather delicately shaped terrain.
Here are photographs from the first half of the walk, from lake Saarijärvi to lake Ruuhijärvi. One of the photographs shows a small island, but the name on the map is Isosaari, "Big Island". Whoever has named the place has a sense of humor. Perhaps the same person may have given the name to lake Pikku Pöksynhaara? (The translation into English is left as an exercise.)
At lake Ruuhijärvi there were a lot of frogs wrestling in the water, engaged in their spring rituals. Some of the clumps of frogs were submerged for minutes and minutes, and I was wondering that they don't drown when staying under water for such a long time.
(Posting title is from the poem Wrestling by Louisa S. Bevington.)
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