What not to do when adventuring...

Holy smoke!
Last night at the cabin ended, as usual, with the gang being sliiightly drunk. After a day loaded with activities like archery and shooting with the air gun, we had to play pi(e)rats and run outside stealing stuff in the forest by night. What? We need to to stuff, or else we get bored. Easily.

Well,  the mountain terrain at the cabin does not exactly invite to hiking when it's pitch dark. There are roots and holes everywhere in the hills, and running like crazy because we were kind of being...chased, made me trip and strain my ankle. Oh noooooes, bad happening! It seriously hurts like bloody something something, and I don't have time to lay down at this moment. I hope it heals really fast, because we've been planning on practicing the kayaking and mabe go sky diving this upcoming week. At least I can not do the landing with this foot at the moment, that would be a disaster.

Hopefully, injuries like this will not happen right before or under our big trip. I really wanna practice on the big jump this snowboard-season, but Ronny won't let me. Heeheee, maybe it's for the best, I tend to get injured every time I do stuff.

Besides beating myself up, we have'nt laughed this much in ages! The whole gang are probably the worst pretend-thieves ever, everyone hurting themselves by tumbling down the hills and getting lost several times. Life is goood, and people, you crack me up! Lets do it again!

Ronny and I will stay a few more days, just chilling with our ever lasting chess games and walking on slackline. No wait, scratch that. I CAAAAN'T DOOO IT NOW (^_^)

Big rat-hugs from Silje

 

The happy ankle

The ankle from hell