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The Prehistory of Nuuksio
It was cold and bright as I walked on the thick ice which had formed on Nuuksion Pitkäjärvi [1] over the last couple of weeks of -20°C temperatures, the sun just above the trees on the horizon. The sky was as a beautiful blue, the kind of blue you only see in Finland on a cold, bright and cloudless late-February afternoon. A thick layer of knee-deep snow covered the ice, which would have been a problem if I had been walking only in my boots. And I wasn’t. I was on my snowsh
Phillip Clifford
Mar 97 min read
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