G carried his frying pan and wooden spatula into the woods to fry the mushrooms we picked. Still alive.
C half way jumping down Snøhetta, one sharp neon green lichen covered rock at a time.
Made it to the top of Snøhetta dispite the vintage polar explorer casual outfit!
P and J on top of things on top of Snøhetta!
R in full outer space gear gracefully contrasting the brown surroundings at the reindeer pavillion
J M is drinking freshly squeezed mountain juice directly from the stream, somewhere high up in the wilderness near Rjukan.
S is looking at a mountain (Gaustatoppen) from a mountain with some german WWII turret towers on it, in Rjukan.
G and P are climbing a mountain, why are they climbing a mountain? To hug the mountain.
C went bike touring with me along the coast of lake Vänern over a couple of sunny days last summer. Great trip!
A took a break from hiking to feed fancy sourdough bread to a couple of fat birds
J surrounded by the magnificent snow draped forest on a freaking cold ski tour in Tryvann.
I and B-Å lost in Central Park!