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Tuesday, September 13, 2016

45 Plastic Fantastic Cobra Eyes Your Typical Paparazzo
I visited the big car meet at Sundby Gård on Saturday. They have a weekly meet every Wednesday during the Summer month and they counted 544 cars at one of those meets. This meet was the season finale and the second annual Classic Cars and Customs as it is called. I arrived with my buddy Bengt, (he is the guy in the fourth photo), in the early afternoon. As we approached we noticed many cars leaving and we asked why only to be told that the park was filled to capacity! So we parked outside and walked in. It is Mid-September but it was a as hot as on a very warm Swedish Summer day and when we left after three hours i was really feeling the heat. More photos from this event in the coming days.
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Saturday, September 10, 2016

Ballingsta Mill Ballingsta Mill
The old windmill at Ballingsta, overlooking the Orlången lake in Huddinge. It dates back to 1877. Originally the mill stood lower down on a field at the Balingsta Farm but was then moved up onto the hill. This type of mill is known as a "Dutch Mill" which means that it could rotate with the direction of the wind.
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Friday, June 12, 2015

Where is it? Colorful Socks
Long story. Seven years ago at my barbers place I started to talk with another customer,Johan Henchen. He knew who I was and had something to tell me. While para motoring over a forest in Länna he had spotted a standing stone deep in the forest. He wanted me to check it out. I told a friend about it and he took his hiking boots and walked out into the forest. He found the stone and we learned the sad story. Now seven years later I finally saw the stone with my own eyes. And it really is a sad story. I hope you excuse my goofy photos. I took a few normal snaps of the stone but the camera wasn't working as it should. It was the Autumn of 1941. Lennart Wikholm was a young student. At seventeen years of age he was taking part in an orienteering event in the Länna forest when he had an accident. He fell badly and hurt himself. Sixty soldiers, twenty-five police officers with search dogs and a number of scouts were sent out to find him. He was found dead here two days later. It is a very tricky terrain and he must have fallen down somewhere and lost his compass and map. He then spent two cold nights in the forest (he wasn't dressed for that),before he was found dead. Injuries found on his body talks about a very tough struggle. It is possible that he had broken one of his legs. Again, sorry if my photos offend anyone. Written on the stone: ELEVEN VID BROMMA LÄROVERK LENNART WIKHOLM 17 ÅR GAMMAL SLÖT HÄR DEN 26 OKTOBER 1941 SIN IDROTTSBANA LÄR MIG DU SKOG ATT VISSNA GLAD EN GÅNG SOM HÖSTENS GULA BLAD EN BÄTTRE VÅR SNART BLOMMAR PS 572
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