Vågakallen 943 m

Photo: Anne Marit.

Heading up.

Photo: Kjell Arne Aspenes

Snow.

Anne Marit & Andreas.

Anne Marit.

"The Roof"

Photo: Kjell Arne Aspenes

We met a man from Harstad.

Photo: Anne Marit.

Kjell Arne at summit.

Photo: Moomin.

Photo: Anne Marit.

Heading down at 00.45 am.

Photo: Anne Marit.

Photo: Kjell Arne Aspenes.

At basecamp 04.17 am.

Breakfast 04.26 am.

After work we went to Djupfjord, pitched our tents and headed for Vågakallen, normal route. It took us ten hours in total from the tent and back again.

Daily life in Hattvika

 

We decided we should have dinner all together, us permanent residents, me, Morten & Anne Marie and it was really nice. Afterwards we went to Himmel & Havn for coffee and carrot cake. It was crowded but it's a really cozy place.

Sunday

 

 

What a lovely morning! I had no desire to leave, just wanted to lie there, feel the warmth of the sun, read my book and just stay in that moment. But I was forced to go back...

Horseid beach

I knew Kjell Arne was in Reine so we had a coffee before he went to pick up his clients and I went for the boat. It was so crowded because of all the tourists that I almost didn't get on that boat. They had to take at least three trips. But most of them were going to Vindstad and Bunes beach. Completely unreal. It was me and 20 polish people who were going to Kjerkfjorden but luckily the whole bunch proceeded to Selfjorden. It was not that hard to be back as I had imagined, some mixed feelings of course, but actually I felt happy to be back because it's one of those incredibly beautiful places. Maybe it helped a little that it was an absolutely fantastic summer day too. I sat a long time looking at the place where they fell and tried to understand how it happened and where they went up. But I  didn't get any wiser so I decided to head up Breiflogtinden. Then I went down to Horseid beach and pitched the tent. It was absolutely magical, just me and those majestic mountains, the white beach and the sea. It did not matter that I was alone. Just me and my thoughts.

Breiflogtinden.

Selfie at Breiflogtinden.

The fog spread out.

On the other side. Breiflogtinden behind.

Horseid beach.

My camp.

Kjerkfjorden

Before I went to Russia I decided that we must go back as soon as possible which means the first weekend. Kjell Arne had some guiding assignments. Eline was working almost every night. Andreas said he was going until friday afternoon. So I went alone. After work I went home and packed then took the bus to Reine where I stayed in a windshed waiting for the boat to leave saturday.

Time to go home

 

 

We left at 7 am for Mineralnye Vody, then we changed in Moscow. Arrived in Oslo saturday evening. Sigvald continued to Stavanger and the other two were at home. Me and Andreas had to spend the night at the airport then we took a flight to Bodø where Andreas went to Svolvær and I had to wait for my connection to Leknes. My neighbour Anne Marie picked me up at the airport, that was really kind of her. My fridge was kind of empty but it was good to be back home at Lofoten. Tomorrow it's time for work again.

Last night in Baksan valley

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today we just did lots of fun things all day and night...