Evidence of a paleo weathered surface was obscured by an overgrown Finnish jungle. So I became distracted by settled rain drops in the micro-jungle.
Monday, August 31, 2015
The Moose Fly
This is by far one of the most horrendous bugs I've encountered recently. The caliber of "yuck" we're dealing with is comparable to earwigs, maggots, or centipedes. The moose fly is guaranteed to make your skin crawl. I promise I will do everything I can to prevent a hitchhiker accompanying me to Canada.
They sit and wait on a bush for a tasty specimen (such as it's namesake, the moose. Otherwise other victims include reindeer and humans). With sight of the first proximal passerby they hop on, drop their wings and make camp. Not only do they bite, helping themselves to a seemingly endless supply of blood, but they also mate on their host. I believe, however, that their eggs are laid on the forest floor (or wherever the poor sucker lays down for a rest).
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The first indication that a moose fly has selected you for it's home is the unforgettable sensation of it's exploration of your scalp. Once you notice that there's something crawling around up there, the instinctual pinch does nothing. They have incredibly effective claws which inevitably lead to a panic inducing struggle (and potential hair loss).
I found this one crawling around in the morning while brushing my hair. Even showers don't scare these suckers away. The reality of a morning discovery is not something I'm ready to fully acknowledge and instead I am comforted by the fact that we have returned to Sodankyla which seems to be too far north for these bastards to call home.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Para-para-paragniess
Paradise by coldplay is my metamorphic theme song. Last year in the nuvuaggituk belt it was stuck in my head and it returned the day I met the Archean paragneisses of Eastern Finland.
Saturday, August 22, 2015
It was bound to happen
Monday, August 10, 2015
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Monday, August 3, 2015
Ketoon Ketoon Peip!
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Community bonding in Sodankyla
The fantastic sport of WATERCROSS.
It's such a shame that your snowmobile sits in a shed half the year, isn't it? Well, why not race them on the river in front of the whole community. Not to mention there's plenty of beer and greasy (deliciously so) food. This was an absolute hoot!
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