The wind seems to rock the cabin in the night.
Suddenly it is light outside although the sun
should rise in half an hour. I pour some hot water on the snow in order to
speed up spring and climate change.
Wander around the cabin. From this side and that side forest has been clear cut. Only a small grove around the toilet is left. And a narrow strip of trees between two clear cut areas where it is still possible to find mossy stumps and interesting looking trees. Sun shines on the moss, no wind at all. Some birds chirp, even the crow tries some milder melodies and then shuts up. A woodpecker. Eurasian cranes cry somewhere close. Do forestry people really only see rotting timber here?
There are clear cut areas all around. The situation is not better when I walk towards Tihu forest cabin. The cutting has only stopped in the protected area. In the cabin there is a blanket and an orange raincoat with a ladybug on it. No place to sit outside, no fire wood brought in the winter. No mosquitoes either although RMK homepage said that here are always mosquitoes.
The trail continues to Tihu lake where people have built a place to sit in the sun, read a book and cook lunch. I have everything with me except matches. These are in the car, in a box I considered not necessary. So there are only crackers and banana.
I go and have a look at the Vanajõe river canyon. My knee is only good enough for trails now. The trail there consists mostly of icy staircase. The river is unreasonably curvy and the water very clear and golden.
Try to find fire wood but the gas stations around here are all automatic stations. No fire wood in the shop in Käina either. A man chops wood behind the shop and I wonder if he’d sell me some but then again, I don’t think he takes card payments.
The road to Kapasto forest cabin is a narrow one. A sign warns that due to road maintenance work the road is not passable for normal cars. We’ll see. Tourists all over the world have a tradition to jam their cars in the snow on the islands. A warning light blinks but the city cars are whiners anyway. Soon I park next to the cabin. They probably just wanted to hide how much trees they have cut here. There’s a handful of fire wood and a giant pile of freshly cut trees nearby. I plan to go and get some more fire wood from there when I hear the sound of an engine. Five small passenger cars arrive, one of them with a trailer. I’m not the only one who cannot read. They just want to make soup and go. Celebrating a birthday. Good, they’ll heat up the cabin for me.
Chopping wood makes me warm. Manage to start the fire with just one match. Doesn’t get very warm inside though. Forestry machines can be heard not far away and the noise kills bird song. Tomorrow I’ll check it out. Now it is just good to sit in front of the cabin in the sun, read and enjoy the warmth until the sun can’t reach over the treetops anymore.
Wander around the cabin. From this side and that side forest has been clear cut. Only a small grove around the toilet is left. And a narrow strip of trees between two clear cut areas where it is still possible to find mossy stumps and interesting looking trees. Sun shines on the moss, no wind at all. Some birds chirp, even the crow tries some milder melodies and then shuts up. A woodpecker. Eurasian cranes cry somewhere close. Do forestry people really only see rotting timber here?
There are clear cut areas all around. The situation is not better when I walk towards Tihu forest cabin. The cutting has only stopped in the protected area. In the cabin there is a blanket and an orange raincoat with a ladybug on it. No place to sit outside, no fire wood brought in the winter. No mosquitoes either although RMK homepage said that here are always mosquitoes.
The trail continues to Tihu lake where people have built a place to sit in the sun, read a book and cook lunch. I have everything with me except matches. These are in the car, in a box I considered not necessary. So there are only crackers and banana.
I go and have a look at the Vanajõe river canyon. My knee is only good enough for trails now. The trail there consists mostly of icy staircase. The river is unreasonably curvy and the water very clear and golden.
Try to find fire wood but the gas stations around here are all automatic stations. No fire wood in the shop in Käina either. A man chops wood behind the shop and I wonder if he’d sell me some but then again, I don’t think he takes card payments.
The road to Kapasto forest cabin is a narrow one. A sign warns that due to road maintenance work the road is not passable for normal cars. We’ll see. Tourists all over the world have a tradition to jam their cars in the snow on the islands. A warning light blinks but the city cars are whiners anyway. Soon I park next to the cabin. They probably just wanted to hide how much trees they have cut here. There’s a handful of fire wood and a giant pile of freshly cut trees nearby. I plan to go and get some more fire wood from there when I hear the sound of an engine. Five small passenger cars arrive, one of them with a trailer. I’m not the only one who cannot read. They just want to make soup and go. Celebrating a birthday. Good, they’ll heat up the cabin for me.
Chopping wood makes me warm. Manage to start the fire with just one match. Doesn’t get very warm inside though. Forestry machines can be heard not far away and the noise kills bird song. Tomorrow I’ll check it out. Now it is just good to sit in front of the cabin in the sun, read and enjoy the warmth until the sun can’t reach over the treetops anymore.
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