More Rørosmartnan 2017

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I have a bit of a headache (probably from fighting with the weather this morning – I am just thawing and drying out now).

Anyway, I didn’t take any photos today as we were de-worming/fluking sheep and none of them helpful.

So, in the spirit of going through more of my photos from our trip to Norway in 2017, I found the bit where we travelled by horse-drawn sleigh from the encampment to the local village.

Upon arrival, we found all the horses were resting up after their hard work during the opening procession.  They had blankets on to keep them warm and were given food too.

      

We chatted, made friends, wandered about the camp and then it was time to go.

The horses were hitched up and our drivers made us very comfortable under huge sheepskin rugs and we sat in the back of the sleigh.

It was like travelling through Narnia or being the Snow Queen.  This was the home of every fairy tale.

We were accompanied by lots of singing, jingle bells and laughing.

  

I could not have loved this time more.  So beautiful and perfect.

After a while of sedate travel, we reached our destination.

The light was beginning to go by now and the horses had worked very hard.  It was time for their rest for the nigh. It was a memorable journey.

A Rough Day

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Today was rough (74mph wind recorded today in Fair Isle).  I started my morning with the sheep as they were close by but I couldn’t find Dahlia and Gussie because they like to spend their nights outside in another field.  They hadn’t turned up for breakfast so I just fed the ones who were around.

After nearly being blown over on a couple of occasions while feeding the horses, I went back and put up two haynets for the sheep so, if they decided not to go outside (and no one would blame them), they would have food to eat.

I couldn’t see the Shetland ponies either and it was certainly no weather to go looking in.  Later on in the morning, I spied them huddling by a dry-stone wall and Dahlia and Gussie were close by too.

They came in and I gave them a late breakfast.

This was much to the rage of the hobbitses-sheep who would quite like another one since I had mentioned breakfast again.

I was glad I had found D&G as I worry more in this weather.

I think Maggie was pleased to see her hill friends too.  She spends a lot of time with them. Maybe it’s a black sheep thing.

Dahlia gave me a lovely smile.

And so did Gussie-Dustbin (his new name).

When I went back outside the ponies had come closer and were now asking for their breakfast, which I luckily had with me, so they ate it and bounced off again.  The weather is calming down now. I have run out of outdoor clothes. They are all soaked through.

Happy Little Chaps

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I couldn’t see the Shetland ponies anywhere when I went into the field with their breakfast.  So I called and they appeared over the hill……

It is good to see everyone move well and look so happy in their new found freedom.

The ponies quickly found their buckets. All except Albie, of course.  He just has to share Waffle’s, much to Waff’s annoyance.

So I dragged over another bucket.

And everyone was happy, though Waffle probably thought Albie should share his now bigger portion.

Tiddles has his own private space.

And Newt’s back leg is quietly poised to cause as much annoyance as possible.  I should’ve moved him.  I know what he likes to do – kick out at anyone too close.

At the moment, I am going by the theory that the ponies won’t notice the filthy weather ahead (the next 24 hours – F10 with rain, temperatures dropping) because they have 30 acres of field and grass to play and eat in.  When I got the sheep home this evening, I couldn’t see the ponies anywhere so that’s a good sign.

Looking Back at Rørosmartnan 2017

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Outside is revolting. It started with a nice but ominous sunrise (red sky in the morning, shepherd’s warning) and the weather got worse from then on.

So, these photos are from February 2017 when Daisy and I went to Norway with a Norwegian friend to see the market and horse event at Rørosmartnan.

Obviously I took my camera and had a wonderful time indulging all my main interests – shopping, horses and taking photos.

“Røros is is a town in Trøndelag county, Norway, known for its historic copper mining, traditional wooden buildings, and status as a UNESCO World Heritage site. Located in the interior uplands of the country, it is one of Norway’s coldest places and has a rich history dating back to the 17th century.”

I can vouch that it was very cold but good clothing solves all problems and we came prepared.  We are from Shetland, after all.

It was a busy place but folk were friendly and helpful and we wandered around just looking at everything.

I loved it.  It was very pretty.

The horse bit of the festival was opened with traditional dancers – it was a winter painting by Pieter Breughel.

Next the reindeer arrived.

They were all very well behaved and I can’t begin to tell you just how much I wondered if I could bring one home.  Just a baby one. Who would even notice?

And then the horse driven sleighs came.  Around 80 horse-drawn sleds arrive with visitors from Sweden and the surrounding mountain villages and they paraded through the village while the crowds watch.

These are just a few photos from the thousands I took.

It was all beautiful.  I can still remember every minute of our fantastic trip to Norway and am now feeling very nostalgic. The photos are a good reminder of possibly one of my very best holidays.

Non Christmassy

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It has been a lovely day.  The light, peace, no wind….all glorious.

I fed the Shetland ponies who insisted on coming down afterwards into the little paddock, which was a bore because I wanted to get the sheep out while convincing them that they could all live together in perfect harmony.

Waffle was not helpful and insisted on stalking with a hint of chasing but I am hoping Gussie will stand his ground and make friends with them all and Waffle will give up.

The rest of the sheep are pretty scared of the ponies and rushed off into the bigger part of the field for the rest of the day.

I know Tiddles wouldn’t be horrid. It’s just Waffle. He can be difficult.  We’ll see how it goes. If the sheep refuse to go into the field tomorrow, then there are plenty of others to eat in.

And so to town for a spot of Christmas shopping.

I didn’t feel particularly Christmassy but I like to be organised and to know I have options.

Failing dismally, I went to see my sheep field.

I added more sheep and rearranged it a bit for good measure.

On my way home, the views were spectacular.  So good, in fact, that I stopped the car twice to take photos.

My spirit was soothed.  Now to find my Christmas one.