Once the frames are made and oiled, it's time to skin the boats. Here is Magne, well under way.


Cotton canvas is laid out over the kayaks.


Pockets are sewn into each end, but somewhat closer together than the distance from bow to stern.














Then it's time to s-t-r-e-e-e-e-t-c-h!





The fabric is pulled tight and stapled down.





Back when the gunwales were just boards which were tacked together, lines were drawn across them to ensure symmetry.





Ragnar drills holes for the deck rigging.

































Anne-Berit sewing the skin.






















I wanted for Snøhetta to have some lash points.











Ouch!! A certain amount of wear and tear can't easily be avoided.


Stian stitched his canvas together in a sinusoidal seam.


Jumping ahead a bit, here is a not-quite-finished Snøhetta, ready for her first paddle.


The three kayaks are Snøhetta, Midnattsol, and Åsa's boat.


Ragnar eats lunch.


Ragnar and Åsa. Åsa is holding a sheepskin which she uses to sit on.


Seaweed. I'm fascinated by all that seaweed.














Putting in for another paddle


One evening, we paddled with a group which included Kurt and friends.








Kurt is paddling his Baidarka.


Kurt's wife. A viking grave lies at the top of the hill, near the trees.


I really like the looks of Kurt's blue East Greenland kayak. Actually, his daughter built when she was sixteen.





On our last paddle, we put in at Torghatten Campground.


Some kids in a canoe came with us part of the way.








Anne-Berit paddled with us, too.


Torghatten, a landmark.


My mountain has a hole in it.


For real! Recent studies indicate that the hole was scoured out by ice.