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FeaturedPosted on November 22, 2017

Soul sisters

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Good whale hunting

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Norwegian summer – Part I: Andørja and Lofoten

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Lazy living in Liguria

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Come work with me!

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Go when you know

FeaturedPosted on April 10, 2017April 10, 2017

Magpies

FeaturedPosted on April 3, 2017April 4, 2017

A fist full of fear

FeaturedPosted on March 28, 2017March 29, 2017

Animal planet

FeaturedPosted on March 28, 2017March 29, 2017

Mummy King

FeaturedPosted on March 26, 2017March 29, 2017

Long time no hear

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Rolling with Whales

FeaturedPosted on December 11, 2016December 11, 2016

Whales and foul language in Kaldfjord

FeaturedPosted on November 19, 2016November 20, 2016

Sky over Tromsø

FeaturedPosted on November 16, 2016November 17, 2016

Riders of the sea

FeaturedPosted on October 29, 2016November 20, 2016

Viva Sierra Nevada

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Should I stay or should I go? Sometimes, the mountains scream "get the he'll away from here", and sometimes they meet you with open arms. Most of the time, however, they make me feel like a 13-year old girl in love with the cool kid on the block. Will I make an ass out of myself if I dare? Will I regret it if I don't? I've grown old enough to be OK with not being the cool kid on the block myself. I will never be anyway. But the question of GO or STOP is still so very hard. Yesterday, I stopped half way, while the others went. I enjoyed my short run down, and the sun in the valley during my wait, but it is still hard. Even though the snow was far from epic, I still feel like I missed out. In two weeks, perhaps even in two days, I will not even remember. The mind and heart moves in mysterious ways.
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