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Accidents hide in little corners….

What was supposed to be the highlight of our trip to Norway ended up being the absolute lowpoint: a dogsledding trip with Alaskan Husky Tours.


The day started out really well. We were all looking forward to this day which would include dogsledding, a sleighride and a visit to a reindeer farm. All good things on the last day! But we would start the day with the husky tour. We left our hotel around 9.45 I think from Røros to the husky location. It was a 45 minute trip by car. The dogs were as excited as we were and gearing them up and listening to the explanations on breaking and steering all seemed pretty straight forward.


Lianne and I would form a team together. Lianne would be steering behind the sled standing on the sliders and I would be sitting in the sled so I could take pictures and video of the dogs in action. And it was beautiful! Even though our dog team (all ladies) were a little slow and smelly too! Apparently it is standard procedure that dogs start shitting as soon as they start running. Well, let me tell you: I could smell it!



But we really enjoyed the ride and halfway through we had a short break. Normally you would switch places but Lianne and I decided she liked steering more and I liked taking pictures more so we would continue the same way. Not knowing that just a few meters further it would all end in a drama.

Pretty soon after the break we ended up at a steep decline. So we were going fast. And all of a sudden right in front of us someone fell with her sled and was lying on her side, so – naturally – Lianne tried to brake. Running into someone with a dogsled at full speed is not so nice after all.

But, braking and steering on a dogsled do not go together and there was a huge tree on the left side of the path. And while sitting in the sled that tree came at me at neckbreaking speed. So just a few seconds later I was lying in the snow in horrible pain.

Onderweg naar het ziekenhuis

On our way to the hospital

And sometimes there are things you just know. So I immediately knew I had broken something. Initially I thought I had broken both ankles but quite quickly I could move the toes of my left foot again. And that was a good thing, as we were in the middle of nowhere. The guys from the husky tour had put me into a sitting position and from there I had to kind of hop between two strong man towards the car that was approximately 100 meters away. Eventually with lots of pain and trouble I got into the car and while trying to reverse the car from the slippery path, it got stuck in the snow. All in all it took four hours to end up in the little hospital of Tynset. Four hours of quite unbearable pain.

Eindelijk in het ziekenhuis

Finally in the hospital

I will spare you all the details on the X-rays and the CT-scans and the hassle before there was a plane to take me home, but I am here now. In the AMC in Amsterdam.

My ankle – shortly put – is completely ruined. The talus bone is broken in two which means the bloodsupply to the bone has stopped and the bone has died for 99% certainty. The planning is that it will be put back in place and screwed together and than it is waiting to see if the bone will hold or will disintegrate. If it does they will have to reconstruct some kind of anklebone. You won’t be able to do all the things you might want but at least I’ll be able to walk.

Onderweg naar huis met het vliegtuig

On my way home by plane

How it will all progress from here in the coming months I have no idea. The first three months I cannot put any weight on my right leg, so well, I guess you can calculate how long it is all going to take. I’m just gonna try and make the best of it. I don’t know if I’ll be able to cook or photograph but we’ll see how it goes! I’ll do whatever I can to support the healing process. So expect an update every now and than on how things are going.. 🙂

Fingers crossed it will all work out in the end!



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  1. Oh jee Simone, wat een vreselijke pech!! Ik wens je heel veel beterschap en hoop dat je snel weer opknapt.

  2. Oh my goodness Simone, what bad luck 🙁 It sounds pretty horrible. Yet you are staying so positive. Good on you and I really really hope you feel better soon. Lots of love and hugs from Athens xx

  3. I’m so sorry to read this Simone. It must have been a horrible situation and I wish you a speedy recovery. It’s good to hear your spirits are up and I’m sure all it turn out fine. Stay strong! x

  4. Oh Simone!
                             I’m so sorry!   Looks like Mr. Man will have to pick up the slack.  Sit back and take a well needed rest.   
    Don’t try pushing yourself or you wlll regret it later.

    Praying for a speedy and full recovery!

  5. Total  Bummer! Hope you make a full recovery.

  6. Holy Cow!  This was NOT what I was expecting even when I saw the subject line of the email.  I thought it was going to be a helpful hint  thing about dangers in the kitchen.  Little did I know.  I can NOT imagine what a horrendous experience that accident and trip to the hospital must have been like.  You are a “walking” (or not) advertisement for why people should DEFINITELY purchase travel insurance when they go overseas, especially if the trip is going to involve more physical activities and not just walking around looking at museums, churches and shopping.  You may require some help to do it, but you SHOULD be able to do some cooking, baking, etc. but you just have to do it sitting down.  When I was little my great-grandparents were my babysitters.  My great-grandmother did not get around very well at all.  You have no idea how it warms my heart that it was ME of all people that is now using this very same kitchen that she did.  I have her dough board, rolling pin and so much more.  Well enough of that, I got off track.  Anyway, what someone would do for her, usually my great-grandfather, would be whatever she was going to do, peel potatoes, clean something, mix dough, all sorts of things she would do in big dishpans (back in those day NO rubbermaid tubs, they were all aluminum or the white enamel ones), often sitting in a big rocking chair (with arms) in the one corner or at the kitchen table.   I will NEVER forget her sitting there at least once cleaning a cow’s tongue.  And they wanted ME to eat part of the thing after it was prepared!!!  I DON’T THINK SO!  Supposedly beef tongue is considered somewhat of a delicacy but I couldn’t get past seeing the thing there in the dishpan while she scraped it.  They got me to eat enough odd things as it was. During my childhood I tried eel (it does taste like fish), frog legs (and yes, it DOES taste like chicken), moose meat (tough beef is the equivalent experience), rabbit, and I don’t know what all anymore, it was after all 50 years ago.   Anyway, my Memaw was in her 70s and 80s when she did this so if she could do it, then you can too.  Best of luck to you in your recovery.  I don’t remember reading how everyone else fared in this accident.  Was anyone else injured as badly as you?  What had happened that the person in front of you was turned over? 

  7. Oh No!!!! So sorry about this. Praying that you heal quickly and completely.

  8. So sorry to hear this! The next few months will be challenging, I’m sure. Good luck! And heal soon.

  9. Oh Simone, so sorry to hear this at this time of year. Wish you a super speedy recovery. Lot of love from Canada..

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