STILL WATERS.

The lake i live by in Sweden. It’s a strange thing these lakes, the swedish landscape is peppered with them from far north to down south. Having grown up on the east coast of New Zealand with nothing to see but the vastness of the South Pacific Ocean, the closed in nature of the lakes are almost claustrophobic to me. Being the water creature that I am though, that has not stopped me enjoying a swim.

There used to be a place where i grew up called ‘the quarry’. It was nothing more than a large hole in the ground with steep cliffs all around. During lunchtimes from school we’d go there and launch ourselves off the steep sides and scramble up the muddy walls to get out.

Then I started hearing stories about all sorts of things that were down in the quarry. Cars, trucks, junk, furniture, whiteware, maybe even something more sinister. Perhaps they were only schoolyard rumours, perhaps not.

What lies beneath the lakes of Sweden? The history of Sweden goes back at least 800 years, and the vikings roamed far and wide before that. I bet there are a few surprises down there. Maybe next summer I’ll get some scuba gear and go and explore my local lake. Wanna come?