Snowmobiling and the prospect of seeing the Northern Lights sounded like a great way to spend our first evening in Sweden. After a very brief introduction by our very nice guide James (essentially showing us the accelerator and brake) we were off.
I was a little nervous at first, but managed to get up some speed on the first open stretch of land. We stopped every so often to try and prevent the hand/thumb cramp that can develop from holding on to the accelerator/handlebar too tightly, and to it was nice to soak up the silence once the engines were turned off! After about 2 hours of riding it was time for a well earned rest and refreshment stop. James stoked up the fire to heat up our moose stew and lingonberry juice (which I really enjoyed and am now struggling to find in this country!) For dessert there was some blueberry cake and some more lingonberry juice.
Suitably refreshed we returned to the Icehotel. Unfortunately the Lights hadn't come out for us, but it had been great fun and I was pleased to be able to return the snowmobile, me and my Dad with no scratches/bruises/broken bones.
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| Our rides |
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| The pit stop cabin |
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| The fire, and James our guide |
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| Wrapped up warm! |
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