Magne, and Anne-Berit behind him, scraping their coamings smooth.
Anders provides the coamings---in the rough, that is.
As usual, whatever it is you're working on is firmly clamped in place. Anders and Anne-Berit.
Stian takes a look.
Anders checks the coaming on Snøhetta.
Magne bent his own ring for a hatch.
Another "ouchie".
Once the kayaks are ready, they are taken outside again, this time for a base coat to waterproof the skin.
Magne, busy at work.
Time to make paddles.
I have been busy painting and sanding Midnattsol. We used regular house paint that is based on linseed oil.
The sliders for Snøhetta are hardwood, made from the limb of a sapling in a nearby stand of birches.
The deck rigging is hemp, soaked in linseed oil.
Again, we have Stian's lovely East Greenland kayak.
All good things must come to an end. Sigh.
One day towards the end of our stay, Åsa met us down at the docks in her little motorboat, and took us out to her childhood home, which lies on an island out in the harbor.
We had a good red wine, and fresh lamb roasted to perfection. It was fresh and juicy and tender---incredibly good! Oooooo, we stuffed ourselves!
Do you suppose we could have eaten a younger sibling to one of these? These are Åsa's sheep.
All of the windows in the house had these incredible views.
Super spot for reading.
It was hard for me to keep my eyes off of that thick slate roof on the adjacent building.
With coffee, we had freshly made vaffler served with cloudberries (molter) that Åsa had gone out and picked that morning.
Ragnar and Max
Back at the harbor. Åsa brought her kayak back, loaded on the motorboat.
Small boat basin.
HERE WE ARE!
This is Kurt, our right-hand man. A fellow Greenland freak, he has built several kayaks with Anders. Kurt works behind the scenes, and if you happen to be in all the right places, you meet him at every turn. He makes sure that everything goes well, and that everyone has a great time.
Anders
Stian
Jarle
Tor-Erik
Anne-Berit
Magne
Ragnar
Jean