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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Jan 24, 2018 - 01:26pm PT
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Jeg tror det ær ‘homesick’?
Senja eller Lofoten?
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Feb 24, 2018 - 02:05am PT
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Evil came to me and turned off the light. I flew to the forest. The forest gave me a pole. The pole showed me the road. The road brought me to the village. A woman was baking bread. The daughter kneaded the dough. My dear woman, just a little bread... The woman gave me bread. I gave the bread to the fisherman. The fisherman gave me his fish. I gave the fish to the Rie-man. The Rie-man gave me rye. I gave the rye to the pig. The pig gave me half her side. I gave the side to the dog. The dog barked me a squirrel. I gave the squirrel to the priest. The priest gave me a shirt. I gave the shirt to a poor one. The poor one gave me the wage of God. And the wage of God brought me to the Eagle. The Eagle gave me half her wing. With the wing I flew across nine seas and half the tenth, where the hens carry golden claws, where chickens walk on a copper line, where the ground is red, and the leaves are shimmering. And then I started on a poem: I created for the goodman a lynx fur. I created for the wife a robe of clothes, for the boy a fox fur beanie, for the girl a bunad, and for the servant red pants…
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Feb 24, 2018 - 09:05am PT
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2018 - 09:38am PT
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Beautiful, Hooblie.
Here' some Folk: Erlend Viken Trio - Fossegangar
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Mar 11, 2018 - 11:40am PT
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Forgive me, father, I have sinned. I’m going to finnskogen i Sverige (nær Jokkmokk).
We were warned that even there they have gangs!
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 11, 2018 - 11:56am PT
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Then, Reilly, if you want to be a really bad boy, you can buy a fur hat at the local market...
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 12, 2018 - 11:25am PT
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Old Swedish Haglöfs marking axe
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 20, 2018 - 01:23pm PT
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Old Kalevala postcards
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Mar 20, 2018 - 03:28pm PT
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 20, 2018 - 03:40pm PT
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Though crowd, great climbers. Carl Hall on the left side, guide Erik Norahagen center, and guide Matias Soggemoen on the right.
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 26, 2018 - 11:49am PT
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During these times and a little late, here's a Christmas song about "Peace on Earth": Sofia Karlsson - Frid på Jord (Not only looking outward at the others, but also inward at oneself)
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 27, 2018 - 11:34am PT
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Cool...
Bjørgulv Straume making Jew's harp (munnharpe in Norwegian)
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 28, 2018 - 11:43am PT
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The fire wood is hardly Norwegian, but ok, here it comes: Gammel Mariavise ("Maria durch ein' Dornwald ging"), Franziska Wiese.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 28, 2018 - 11:51am PT
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Then local Flisa music: Håkon Banken - På Flisa (At Flisa)
[Click to View YouTube Video]
Banken died recently, 69 years old. His music was to a large extent biographical.
His best known tune: Riktige Venner (Real Friends)
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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DaveyTree
Trad climber
Fresno
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Mar 29, 2018 - 02:38pm PT
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Awesome. Nice bear. What kind of bird was that?
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 29, 2018 - 03:14pm PT
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I don't remember the bear, but if there was a bear it was an "ursus arctos" ("brunbjørn" in Norwegian). And the bird was a peacock related to the poem he reads in the first part of the Finnskogen video above (With the wing I flew across nine seas and half the tenth, where the hens carry golden claws, where chickens walk on a copper line, where the ground is red, and the leaves are shimmering):
Evil came to me and turned off the light. I flew to the forest. The forest gave me a pole. The pole showed me the road. The road brought me to the village. A woman was baking bread. The daughter kneaded the dough. My dear woman, just a little bread... The woman gave me bread. I gave the bread to the fisherman. The fisherman gave me his fish. I gave the fish to the Rie-man. The Rie-man gave me rye. I gave the rye to the pig. The pig gave me half her side. I gave the side to the dog. The dog barked me a squirrel. I gave the squirrel to the priest. The priest gave me a shirt. I gave the shirt to a poor one. The poor one gave me the wage of God. And the wage of God brought me to the Eagle. The Eagle gave me half her wing. With the wing I flew across nine seas and half the tenth, where the hens carry golden claws, where chickens walk on a copper line, where the ground is red, and the leaves are shimmering. And then I started on a poem: I created for the goodman a lynx fur. I created for the wife a robe of clothes, for the boy a fox fur beanie, for the girl a bunad, and for the servant red pants…
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