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A warm day in July above the Arctic Circle in northern Sweden, with the sun spinning through the sky for more than twenty hours. By mid-afternoon we had finished the last of several days of hot and tedious work in Inga-Maria's office in the museum in Jokkmokk. Finally, we had corrected all the page proofs of our book, Rock Art and Sami Sacred Geography. The project had reached the point of tedium, its original bold concepts now reduced to questions of punctuation, italics, font size, and figure captions. Anna-Karin, our copy editor, had been waiting for us by the computer in her home, far away to the south in Umeå. She was interrupting her golf tournament to deal with our requests. And now at last the prehistoric world of Mountain Sami had been packaged for the printer, and all the ideas that had once seemed so fresh had become stale, even pretentious. The book only amounted to 138 pages, of which many were pictures. It was a moment of anti-climax, and time to get out of the house and go paddling.
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