Camping

We camped last night by Øyungen lake, north of Maridalen. In temperatures in the high 20’s it was a perfect location and with midsummer fast approaching it was still light in the sky at midnight when I went to sleep and already light before 4am when the dawn chorus awoke me. No surprises on the bird front with a distant singing Black Grouse and a pair of Black Woodpeckers calling and drumming the highlights. In the small bay by which we were camping there was a shoal of around 100 minnows which attracted the attention of a group of six medium sized perch and we could watch and hear (much jumping of fish) the perch hunting the minnows. We even caught one perch and grilled it although it was of such a size that we only got to taste a tiny morsel each. It was actually quite tasty though – although I would never have entertained the idea of eating a perch back in the UK.