Well then, esteemed forum members. May Day is a celebration of cheer and bubbly, so to lift the spirits and in honor of May Day, here is a new nut for you to crack from Uncle.
Masse’s now-legendary Christmas and February Riddles were from the world of finance (you can find them earlier in this thread as a good warm-up for beginners). They turned out to be quite difficult, so let’s try the world of sports this time:
The skiing season is already coming to an end, but in its honor, let’s return to the history of the sport.
The story is true, though the dates and other figures might be slightly off due to Uncle’s fading memory.
It was around the turn of the 60s and 70s, and the Finnish National Skiing Championships were underway in Upper Savonia, specifically the men’s 30km (classic style, of course, as there was only one track and wooden skis). The loop was skied in the old-fashioned style as a single 30km loop, starting in some small field opening and heading deep into the dark and hilly forest. A wonderful old-school skiing atmosphere, the temperature was only about -27°C (temperature limits back then were somewhat flexible, for the information of Verppu, who struggles with a mere -15°C in Paloheinä).
Uncle Masse was, of course, watching the races, stationed at the top of the last big uphill around the 26km mark. Next to him was an older man from Savonia, apparently the coach for a representative of Sonkajärven Pahka. For good measure, the old man had the start lists and an old-fashioned stopwatch in his hand.
Skiers came and went, but the Pahka boy was nowhere to be seen at the bottom of the hill. The old man started to get nervous, and the clock was ticking. Finally, the completely exhausted Pahka representative reached the bottom of the hill, and it looked like he was just walking up. At that, the frustrated old man erupted, but what did he shout to his trainee as encouragement and to Masse’s amazement?
A) There’s a skiing race going on here!
B) At least try!
C) Don’t hold back!
D) Get out of there!
One of these is correct, and once again, the correct answer must be accompanied by the right reasoning. This time, too, no “Google-it” gadget will help you, but solid country logic will.
Since so many families’ Christmas Eve was ruined because a forum-going father spent several hours of the evening in the bathroom hiding from the family waiting for Masse’s riddle answer, Uncle Masse will postpone the reveal of the correct answer until well after May Day.
So you can drink (I mean, chew on the nut) in peace and then write your own guesses on the forum, perhaps in a post-May Day hangover (or money-over).
Happy May Day! 
Uncle Masse, FA, former skiing king of his hometown
