Saturday 30th September 2017, 12.45pm (day 2,228)
One thing that differentiates Norwegian mountain landscapes from their equivalents in Britain is that they are so colourful. There is no sheep farming round here so the vegetation can flower and fruit on the ground instead of being chomped if it dares to poke its head up. At higher altitudes the rocks are a forest of lichen, which is the only explanation I have for the blatantly light green colour of the mountain nearest the camera, Skarsfjellet. This picture was taken from near the summit of Tromsdalstinden, which is the mountain visible in the shot of the city that I took on my first visit in March: an obvious destination for a hike, and an obvious day on which to do it, a truly perfect one of sun and blue skies, more colour to the mix. And the aurora borealis this evening too. What’s not to like?
Being 42 