Arriving in Tromsø, we didn’t know what to expect. It was as far North as we had been and the rumours of the subzero conditions both excited and intimidated us. We headed to our first accommodation under the setting sun, the snow covered all signs of the ground with an orange glow. We dropped off our bags and being so eager to capture the bay, I quickly set up my Mavic and got it off the ground. A recalibration issue sent the drone sideways into a wall and quickly ruined all chances of drone shots for the rest of the trip.
Gutted from my loss of equipment and creative ideas, we set off to camp Tamok further north to try our hands at dog sledding under the stars. This was no easy task with windchills taking the temperature to -25°C. However, this slowly faded from memory as the exhilarating ride took us through miles of woodland and snow. We returned to a yurt where we sat around the fire and ate traditional Norwegian dishes and gazed at the aurora that brushed the caps of the nearby mountains: a night and experience never to forget.
We ventured further south to the Lofoten islands and quickly witnessed how the long straight roads change to winding narrow gaps that hug the hills and steep cliff edges, a thrilling car ride which required a lot of focus and endurance as these roads seem to go on for hours. Arriving in Ballstad at dusk, a pink and purple hue shimmered in the crystal clear waters. We pulled up just before one of the many bridges, walked down to one of the nearby beaches and stood and watched in awe of this natural wonder.
Setting off early the next day we rushed to catch the ferry from Moskenes, running late from the lack of sleep throughout the trip. Driving the winding roads of Lofoten hid a lot of the views of the area. At one point I had to drive back to shoot the famous Hamnøy cabins as I had raced over the bridge scared of missing the only ferry for the day. We travelled to the mainland and began a long stretch of driving to our next accommodation, a cabin only accessible by walking one hundred metres over a frozen lake.
The southern areas of Norway provided endless frozen waterfalls contrasting with dense green woodlands and long turning highways, covered in a radiant glow from the sun. We went out of our way to trek up the closed road of Trollstigen to see the barren mountainscapes and narrow switchbacks of this treacherous area, before driving through masses of snow to reach Bergen for a final meal before our stint to Gardermoen.
After making a final stop at the historic Borgund Stave Church, we headed straight to the airport to finish off the trip. Reviewing the images from my Sony a7r iii and the few shots I got on the Mavic, I concluded that this trip has changed the way I look at the landscape and how I can adapt my style to capture textures and colours as well as patterns in the land.
Norway is the perfect blend of colour and textures to inspire and I cannot wait to return to uncover more of the lands hidden beauty.