Narvik, 1–7 April 2026

Day 4. Sandvikstinden.

The blue line shows our track. Shift-click the track link to open it in nakarte.me.

We left the cars at the far end of Lake Storvatnet. There wasn't much snow in the forest, but there was enough to reach the steep climb without taking off our skis.

The slope began with a few dwarf birch trees, and then even they disappeared.

We climbed steadily higher. Behind us a beautiful rocky peak came into view.

The lake where we had left the cars. It looks it was also partially drained after freezing, just like yesterday's lake. From above it doesn't look quite so dramatic. Far below lies the ice-free fjord, with snow-covered mountains beyond.

Vassi tries hard to keep up with Magda.

As we climbed higher, Skjomtinden came fully into view.

Our destination for the day, Sandvikstinden, finally appeared. The wind became quite strong, but as we approached the final climb to the summit it suddenly died away.

We reached the plateau. It was still windy, but visibility was good.

Donald on the summit.

The views from the top were spectacular.

After taking a few photos, we set off skiing back down.

The lake below us looked like a mirror.

The snow on the descent was excellent.

Donald showing off his skiing skills.

And with the wind behind us, the skis almost carried us along by themselves.

The dogs had to do all the running themselves.

Skjomtinden.

We had just skied down from that summit.

The rocks before the final steep descent to the lake.

During the day the snow in the forest had melted considerably. In the end we took off our skis and walked the last section. Throughout the entire day we didn't meet a single person in the mountains.

Day 5. Revtinden.

On our last day we decided to climb the mountain directly above our house.

The blue line shows our track. Shift-click the track link to open it in nakarte.me.

We drove for about five minutes along our lake and left the cars by a lovely little beach with a picnic shelter.

The start of the climb.

The only problem was that the path started almost at sea level, so all the snow had melted here. On the way back we met a couple of skiers. They had found a different route up and had been able to stay on snow throughout.

Spring woodland.

We are hunging our walking boots in a little spruce tree so we wouldn't have to carry them up the mountain.

At last we reached the snow! We first crossed a small birch forest, and beyond that there were no trees.

The route first followed a flat valley before climbing steeply again.

There were ski tracks here, but we only met other skiers on the way back down.

As we climbed, this beautiful corrie came into view.

The cornice had partially collapsed.

There was no wind at all that day.

We stopped for a snack about a hundred metres below the summit.

It was simply too lovely a spot to pass by.

View over our lake, Skoddebergvatnet.

Victor.

The view from the summit. We had seen this mountain every day, looking as though someone had scratched three claw marks through the snow. And then there is a fjord and white mountains.