Mountain Life

The mountains remind me of the true meaning of ‘awesome’ and I am constantly humbled by them. Perhaps that’s why I love being ‘in them’ so much, you cannot ‘beat’ a mountain so my natural, competitive, ‘must achieve’ nature simply has to take a back step and in my maturing years I embrace this.

As soon as you arrive and start talking to people and observing life here you realise how ‘things’ operate. Regardless of faction rivalries or local disagreements, folks come together here at times of need. Here in Nasino we are not exactly remote (I didn’t want that for us) but we are remote enough to imagine there can be difficult times when folks help each other out for example;
If the road is inaccessible to the average vehicle due to snow and ice.
Provisions may not be easily accessible- if the local shop (4 km away) has run out of pane (bread) there is no pane!
A wolf has been sighted and needs scaring off.
The agricultural water supply has run dry due to a blockage- this just has to be cleared, now, by whoever.
Your crappy hire car surprises you with it’s pathetic reserve tank and you have to borrow a can of petrol (I don’t know, that’s just an example that came to me from, urm somewhere…)

At the moment I’m not sure I could live here all the time but right now, this is good for me, good for us and I feel lucky, lucky, lucky.