Thursday saw a total different island to that of which we had experiance the day before. The storm was on its way and I was making sure I was prepared for it. I've never really experiance bad weather out here but I guess it could be a little isolated.
This picture needs no words. Wednesday eveing was great. A beautiful walk and the sun setting after a hard day. This is what island life is all about. Im begining to get use to it and push away all those negative thoughts about real life. Scary
At the end of a hard day I decided to hang up my boots and put my feet up. There are no radiators out here so the good old stove will have to do.
Bengt was needed today to help with the skill of removing the generator. Together with some fancy fishing knots, a winch (not Maria, oh thats a wench!!) and strong muscles we finally moved the 600kg generator.
Wednesday throughout was perfect on the island. The weather durned out to be fine and the sun was shining, however, rumor has it that theres a storm on the way.
Max has taken to the island better than we expected so much that we find it hard to keep him inside the house now. On Wednesday he took time out to visit the neighbours. The island hosts a hand full of bulls each year who spend several months grazing on the island before becoming a great piece of meat.
