Thursday, September 01, 2005
When berries get boring, roll down the hills...
Flinging their buckets onto the tundra, they started playing other games.
Like "who rolls down the hill faster"
A little while later they started a game of chicken fighting.
You know, the water game where people divide into pairs, one goes on the others' shoulders, and they try to knock the other teams down.
This game would be considered a dangerous pass-time anywhere but here.
The tundra is very cushy. It feels more like a matteress than earth.