Exploring Steigtinden
I keep asking myself: How did I managed to get to the top when I get dizzy just by looking at my pictures and videos from the peak? Continue reading Exploring Steigtinden
Tag: Bodø
A spectacular hike to Per Karlsatind
While clenching on to a rock I struggled with deciding whether I should close my eyes or take in the view. Continue reading A spectacular hike to Per Karlsatind
How to get rid of your fear of heights
I had never expected to celebrate my birthday in the mountains with a lot of strangers and at the same time getting rid of my fear of heights Continue reading How to get rid of your fear of heights
A magical, cold night
I have seen the Northern lights before, but this time it was so beautiful that I wanted to cry. Continue reading A magical, cold night
Testing out my survival skills
After my last great outdoor experience I felt so inspired that I decided to spend more time in the nature. I therefore decided to buy a tent as well as some new hiking equipment. I have not slept in a tent for many years. And I have never owned my own tent until now. But … Continue reading Testing out my survival skills
When nature is spying on you
After a random Google search I decided to go for a walk from Nedre Åslivatnet, a lake not far from Saltstraumen. Continue reading When nature is spying on you
Follow a new path- it might surprise you
You know you live in the Arctic when the ads are filled with garden furniture and you keep wondering where your garden is hiding because everything is covered in snow. Continue reading Follow a new path- it might surprise you
A time for reflections
It is not only a new year that give you a chance to think about what you want to do different in your life. Autumn is also a time for reflections, both when it comes to photographing nature dressed in autumn colours mirroring itself in the water and to reflect on your life in general. Continue reading A time for reflections
The Colours of Autumn North of the Arctic Circle
Bodø is known for its strong wind. On my way to the top of the mountain, I could feel the wind trying to find a hidden entrance in my clothes with a plan of touching my skin. Continue reading The Colours of Autumn North of the Arctic Circle
Ina N. Moe 