There’s something very soothing about walking through a snow covered forest. The snow mutes the noises like natural insulation and the only sound comes from occasional dollops of snow as they plummet down from the highest branches.

We were making our way up a 300 meter mountain through a good couple of feet of fresh powdery snow. The trees looked fabulous as they were caked in snow, it must’ve blown in from all directions because even the trunks were white. So much snow had fallen that the trees began to bend under the weight, curving across the pathway and creating a natural arch to walk through.

It wasn’t easy fording a route without snow shoes and it only became tricker as we neared the summit and were practically wading through snow as it was up to my waist.

We stopped to enjoy our picnic and a hot drink in a nearby Gapahuk, a little wooden shelter common around Norway before making up way down. We have very limited daylight hours now so it was already starting to get dark, even more so as black storm clouds rolled in.

But there was no stopping our happy mood as we navigated the snowy track downhill, admiring the trees which resembled a scene from Lapland. The moody twilight sky made a beautiful contrast against the white landscape.

As we were losing light we spotted a strange pyramid in the wilderness. It turned out to be a lavvo which was completely covered in thick snow. We wanted to check it out but didn’t know where the door was so Craig began removing it on one side – no luck. He tried the next side and yet again was met by a wooden wall but his third try was a success. I say success but it turned out the seal of the door had frozen shut so that’s as far as our lavvo adventure went and it was time to head home.