The life and times of a scion of the landed gentry, forced by circumstances to undertake normal employment to maintain the family estates.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The lemming hunt did not involve firearms at all. The fact of the matter was that we were taken out on some snowmobiles and given the opportunity to take some photos of some small hamster-like creatures. Clarkson would have been appalled, but the Memsahib thought it was sweet.
Just time to get back to the airport for the journey home. Hopefully the luggage should already be at the airport. The porters had decided to make several trips as there was concern regarding the thawing ice and the weight of the bags if done in a single trip.