The Saturday after going to Kullaberg, Martin (the one new to photography) and I decided to take a trip to Skäralid and Söderåsen. I’ve been going here for a bunch of years to shoot and during winters you get really wonderful icicles at once place, and this was my goal of the day. This was also the first time for Martin at this place so we did the ”long walk” and went up the horst first to go to the lookout point, Kopparhatten. It’s only 800 m up the horst, but once there you are huffing and puffing to try to catch your breat. I’ve been here with people with good stamina, but they are huffing and puffing like everybody else, so it’s not that i’m not fit 🙂 To Martins dismay, when we got up there I explained to him that there is a road going up there so you CAN drive your car up to Kopparhatten if you want to but that’s considered cheating 🙂
After getting off a bunch of shots we decided to walk further off and head down the trail at the ”back”. This is a narrow trail along the horst and you are able to follow the geography periods as you walk (it has been marked where the different geography periods begin, such as Cretaceous, Jurassic, Paleogene and Cenozoic. It was a real hassle to get down this trail this time as it was covered with ice most of the parts and you really had to look where you put your feet or you would have a very bumpy ride down. There are no rails on the sides so you have a free down-hill ride on rocks. Martin was on his way to go ass first down the trail but managed to get controll of his feet and stay upright. After a while we got down to the valley/dale where we expected to be able to walk safer.. but we were fooled once more. Some years ago they put down a wooden trail for safe walking but the planks were icy and it was ”safer” to walk on/between the loose rocks. Previous you only had the rocks and ground to walk on here, and since I’ve been coming back here for many years, I’m used to walking on that. The small stream that runs along the valley/dale was frozen to about 30-40 cm (12-16 inches) but beneath it the water was still running. We did find our way over to the small waterfall where I love to take a relaxing rest during summers. All you hear then are the water running, the wind in the tree-tops and birds singing. Even though you’re not that far from the road, you can’t hear the cars at all.
Here we also came to a big dilemma. We needed to walk over a piece of ice that covered the trail path for about 1-1½ m and I was the first one to try. 2 steps were fine, the third one made me put both feets to the sky and ass/back hard down into the ice and ground. Martin then tried to cross it in his own way, on all four, but also ended up on the slippery part of the ice but since he was on all four he managed to avoid making a somersault.
After we had managed to cross this path we had a more or less safe passage all the way back to the lake, as long as we stayed away from the wooden planks. We did manage to see a bunch of really neat ice formations along the stream, not all of them very accessible though, unless you wanted to dare the ice. Even though it’s 30-40 cm thick, you have about the same distance with just air and then the cold water, so I chickened out. But managed to get some nice shots anyway.
When we came back to the lake I had to visit the small well that is found at the foot of the horst, this well is filled with very nice and tasty mountain water and I had brought a couple of PET bottles to fill up. Martin had a taste of it as well and agreed that it was very delicious though it doesn’t taste anything. It’s just refreshingly clean.
Back at the lake, Martin tried to walk out on it and take some shots using his tripod. The ice was VERY thick and clear, the problem was that you could hear loud cracking sounds and bangs from the ice, so it was alive and we ended up seeing nice cracks form in the ice while out on it.
When leaving we decided that we are going back here during spring when it’s less dangerous to walk around here, and it’s a bit warmer as well 🙂 I got home with a few nice shots, a strained foot and a twisted knee again, as well as a sore elbow and back. But isn’t that what a photographer is expecting when doing this kind of things?