Coming from a place where the 9-5 grind is the norm, and the closest you can get to nature is the patch of itchy grass and overgrown pothos plants spilling onto the concrete of the apartment grounds, Finland and its nature is something if not more breathtakingly beautiful when you first laid eyes on it. This was not my first time encountering Finnish nature. But this is my first time taking in the beauty and it’s surrounding on a 25 km trip from Pomarkku to Pori, while pumping a loud, squeaky, old fashioned transportation device called a draisine down a railroad track, that we rented from the lovely folks of Satakunnan Elämysrautatie. It’s hard not to imagine you’re an old timey robber getting away from the long arm of the law. We started our journey through the forest of pine trees and birch, or at least I think they were, since I am but a humble city folk. The further we went into the wooded area, the more and more I felt like I transported through a portal, as the trees create