I love reindeer. I’ve been to visit the reindeer herd that live on the Cairngorm plateau in Scotland, and I’ve seen some grazing in fields next to the Hringvegur (ring road) in the Eastfjords of Iceland. I’ve been to Finnish Lapland and watched families take rides in reindeer-drawn sleds, and seen the Sami round-up pens in Kautokeino and Karasjok.
Skiing on the empty fells above Båtsfjord a small herd of reindeer crossed over the crest of the hill to our front. They continued down towards us, the only sound in the still* air was the soft crunch of snow under their feet.
*A tenuous link to Ailsa’s weekly travel theme of still.