The First of May festivals with a gang almost ready to knock down the storyteller for a small slice of turkey... Hey... cut the crap and put the turkey rolling.

One of many bridges in Nuuksio. The first crossing was almost impossible - but now we just fly over. In this shot quite suspicious looking wooden thing still raises some doubts, but if the cry baby could cross it I can't chicken now.

This endless itching drives me crazy. Say what you like, but a decent mud path is the best medicine nature can offer.

A couple of interesting sightings, which needed a closer look. First a nice rock cliff which provided a shelter from rain. Seems like someone else has also spent some time under its cave like place.

What's wrong with that pine? How come you ended up inside the tree?

Living dangerously - on the edge!

I'm just wondering why we can't use these nice paths, why we always have to take the hard trail through the bushes? Two votes for paths.

Almost like 60's feelings in the air. Stop and smell the flowers or even eat some for a slight change of a colorful trip. Well, normally it only makes my stomach work faster than it should.

Please, could you explain me how do I punch my card. I'm new to orienteering.

Crazy boy dragging a stick like no other and trying to get someone to play with it.

Sometimes there is enough time to take a break and enjoy the view or even take closer look at nature sightings in Nuuksio like this hiidenkirnu or is it "pot hole" in english..

Long story for short: Runaway fugitive was lost almost an hour. No answers to calls, no anything. Probably eating some droppings found during last week's trip. Note what the tongue tells about the length of the runaway trip. The rope shows the level of confidence after this incident.

Running around forests is almost like a job and really tough one. This is the outcome of four hours journey - waiting for a quick transportation to home. The next shot tells all about the morning after.