Going to the cabin

"Everyone" in this town, Vadsø has a cabin. Except me. Therefore it feels so nice when I get invited to one.
Was picked up by their snowscooter yesterday. Drove several miles into the mountain plateau.

In the cabin the kids of the family waited with excitement to see the new visitor.

The people of this town puts a lot of pride in their cabins. They might be quite simple and spartanious.
But there is a lot of feeling in each and one of them. Many of them are quite old. Being used by generations.
And many use them as soon as they got some sparetime. To go hunting. To use the sauna. To invite other people. To Relax. Enjoying the wild nature around them.
And in the Easter, the city is almost empty because of the peoples "cabin-life".

The moon was shining this day. Surrounded by a bright, blue sky. The cold wind from the north swept over the landscape. But still kids and adults managed to go skiing in the wind.