Today as I drove around the pristinely scenic mountainous fjord side splendor that is Sauda on a very atypical bright, sunny day – Sauda on its best behavior, the chosen soundtrack for my sentimental journey was a compilation CD I’d made of songs to learn (or re-learn as is too often the case these days!)
Frozen Expase of Sauda Fjord
I drove up to check in on my friend Edvin Haslnes. Edvin, his brothers Jarle and Stein were all big time ski champions in another lifetime now decades ago. Time does indeed fly – whether you’re having fun or not!
As I drove up the small back country road that wound its way up to his place the Spin Doctors’ Two Princes song came blasting out of my car’s speakers sounding just as fresh and vital as it did the very first time I had ever heard it. Instantly I was transported back to 1992… Until I suddenly and sadly realized that it was now 2013 and that song and the time it happened in was now 20 years gone in a past that truly seems like it was just yesterday.
Edvin’s Place – Sauda, Norway
Edvin wasn’t in but as I walked around the deck of his red and white-trimmed cabin soaking in the beauty of the sun-drenched mountain vistas I heard the sound of kids voices wandering down the distant road across his rolling mountain farm property. By instinct I fully expected to see Edvin’s young children walking down that road on the way home with their ever-faithful border collie, Laika, traipsing along tail wagging and that always present smile full of canine teeth, flopping tongue and flashing bright eyes. The absence of any canine companion caused me to suddenly realize (once again) that this was 2013. It just seems abstract. I’m not finished with 2005 yet and it’s already 2013?!
I always get this strangely disorienting feeling that time has moved on without letting me know (other than the aches and pains of the aging process!) There is still so much more that I wanted to get out of those years that have now passed into the never ending all-too-rapid and all but invisible twinkling of an eye succession of pentads-into decades and suddenly 20 years are gone just like that. Years blink by at way beyond the speed of understanding them. If you need proof that there is no other time than right here, right now, you needn’t look any further than remembering that today is your past’s present and tomorrow is every bit as inconceivable as today was 20 years ago. We don’t actually experiencing the passage of years but only a constantly shifting perception of the now every time our eyes open from each sleep.
I looked at Edvin’s wooden, boat-like sundeck in the sunlight overlooking a view of unimaginable mountain serenity and thought how many great parties and gatherings had maybe gone on there that I would have loved to have been a part of. My thoughts turned to how many calm, cool, reflective and even forward-looking chats we should have had there over coffee or beer. I have always very much liked and admired Edvin wishing I could have had a lot more of his traits. His mom is a dynamic and fantastic woman and his father, Inge, was legendary. He must have been a great man because all of his sons are the kind of guys most men would wish to be like. Women might not get ‘em but the guys do most definitely.
Edvin is one of those guys I wish I could spend a lot more time with because I would be certain to learn a lot from him. I always have.
With the picture-perfect weather and the emotion-evoking drive down Sweet Memories Lane in that otherworldly beauty of sugar-white, sun-drenched bliss I considered my life and how incredibly lucky I have been. I may have lost Hawaii by way of my having been adopted but I gained a whole world, and ironically I spend a good deal of my time back in the tropics playing my trop-rock music.
As I gazed ’round at the magnificent white, crisp fjord side mountain splendor I realized that in just one month I would indeed be a world away back in the tropical environs of Key West.
The life of a Tropicalian does have its moments.
The words of Zac Brown come to mind: “I’ve got my toes in the water ass in the sand not a worry in the world a cold beer in my hand – Life is good today, Yeah, Life is GOOD today!
Dream Beach Bar
It’s important to remember that and take the time to be thankful that you’re still here – in the game because these are “the good ol’ days!”