I love making tea outdoors (it always tastes better) and last week in Sweden I got to learn a new method.
Usually we use Adam’s pocket rocket and gas canister or we boil water on a campfire or suspended from a tripod. Adam has shown me a Finnish candle before but I hadn’t tried it myself…. until now.
To get us started he canoed over to the shoreline, leaving me marooned on our little island and felled a dead pine tree, bringing back a seasoned log and some small twigs and birch bark.
He split the wood in quarters lengthways and positioned the four pieces together with a small gap between each.
I placed little amounts of birch bark in the gaps at the base
and fine then slightly thicker twigs towards the top.
The whole point of this Finnish candle was for me to learn and it took me eight matches to light (because of lots of heavy winds and my general bushcraft inadequacies).
Once it was going though, there was no stopping it and we had hot tea in no time.
Sitting there chatting and eating lunch I noticed how long the candle continue to burn and give out heat with just one log.
It lasted long enough for us to enjoy our engagement chocolate which took……well, not very long at all actually!
This day last year I shattered by elbow.
It was my friend’s hen do and the first activity I’d organised for the day was a trampoline park and ninja assault course. We said to each other we’d be sensible on the trampolines because we didn’t want anyone to have any injuries.
However, disaster struck on the ninja assault course.
We were just about to finish and leave when I fancied one more go on the monkey bars and fell. The fall was approximately 10 feet high onto a crash mat but this clearly didn’t break my fall. As soon as I landed I knew I had done something serious.
After three hours at A&E, a scan and some pain killers I was told that I had shattered by elbow in multiple places and would need an operation.
As maid of honour this wasn’t an option so I requested plaster and morphine for now and would have the operation in a couple of days. I was back at the hen do for afternoon tea at 3pm and we carried on to the meal and drinks that night.
Adrenaline and morphine kept me going until 2am
but wow did I pay for it the next day!
The morphine had gone out of my system and I had no other painkillers. Anyway I made it home and had my operation eight days later with the surgeon telling me my bone was mush!
For three months I was unable to drive, I couldn’t open a water bottle, couldn’t tie up my hair, couldn’t lock my front door – it was so frustrating!
My biggest fear was that I wouldn’t be able to do some of the activities that Adam and I love to do like canoeing, kayaking, climbing, hiking and skiing.
A year on, its been a long journey, my arm still doesn’t fully bend, my wrist doesn’t fully rotate (and probably never will). BUT I’ve been going to the gym to build up my strength and I’ve definitely seen improvements.
The exciting moment for me came at the beginning of June this year on a hen do in Bath. One of the activities was rowing and not many people were confident. I know how to row but didn’t know if my arm would be strong enough.
I volunteered anyway and yey, all was fine!!! I don’t think I could do it for a long period of time but it was good enough for a relaxing boat trip.
Later that month I got another chance to test myself and spent some time paddling a canoe. All was good and I was excited to still be able to do the activities we both enjoy so much 🙂
Although my work has been affected by my injuries, it looks hopeful that my activities and adventures with Adam won’t be. The next test will be climbing and a trip to Norway is on the cards 😍
P.S. one thing I learned from this incident is that Adam can do excellent hair braids – a benefit from all that basket weaving and cordage making!
Emerald Lake…. it sounds stunning doesn’t it? I hadn’t even heard of it when I first started researching our trip to Canada. I’d heard of Banff and Jasper National Parks and of course I’d heard of the famous Lake Louise but I hadn’t heard of Emerald Lake.
1 year married already…. where has that time gone?
For our first wedding anniversary I set Adam a challenge because I always have to arrange everything; trips, days out, meals etc. So… we agreed some time off and a budget and then it was over to him.
I was thinking he might book us a spa break or something luxury and when he told me to catch the train to Gloucester and meet him there I had no idea what to expect.
He’d booked us a nice hotel and surprised me by having our dog Tilly with him (it’s ok the hotel allowed it at an extra charge) which was the best surprise ever! We spent some time in the pool and spa area and then had a nice dinner. So far, so good.
Over our evening meal he revealed the plans for the next 2 days which were…. canoeing the River Wye and camping overnight. Luckily for Adam I was half expecting something outdoorsy and even luckier I was up for it!
We had a good night’s rest and Tilly made the most of the King/queen size bed
and Adam even packed us some prosecco and smoked salmon to have on the river. I was truly impressed as we bobbed away eating, drinking (sensibly!) and chatting, feeling that my husband had done well. I then heard the beginning of what I thought was going to be a heart felt and romantic sentence on our one year wedding anniversary…
“For the rest of my life I want to…….study nature”
Haha what did I really expect?!
For every good moment there is a corresponding not-so-good moment. I think this is a positive thing and great practice for a long and happy marriage…I hear it’s all about compromise…