
A short drive out to Kaldfjord on a blue bird sunny day led us to Store Blåmann for a mountainous hike. The terrain was simply magical in all of its golden hues and blueberry patches. The trail made its way up some artcic meadow like ground and on forward to a giant rock surface. There staring at us was the top of Blåmann.

A continous climb led us up rock surfaces that overlooked views of the big blue fjord and towering mountains. As everyone else lingered on a bit i decided to finish the trek strong up to the top in hopes of catching the last bit of sunshine. The sun glaring off of the beautiful rock face called to me. As the hike continued overwhelming fits of joy rushed through my body as the views got more intense and I was the only one who was witnessing the magic that was occuring on this mountain. I gazed in awe as the only cloud in the sky that was covering the sun drifted away just enough for me to sit in the presence of its glory. The wind seemed to be still in this moment, as light encompassed the entire side of the cliff in the meadow I was laying in. I looked down into the massive rivene to see a winding river cascading from a waterfall down the enchanting mountains.




The wind cooled my exposed skin yet it felt so warm as she nurtured my being, cleansing any blocks and build ups she could wrap around. Golden rays of light casted upon the most beautiful scenery I had encountered up to that day.




Everyone else finally joined me near the top where they found a giant boulder to protect against the wind. I ran down the mountain as I saw they were starting a fire under our new claimed home. It was actually extremely badass and warm to be in there huddled with the family.


I will never forget the feelings that rushed through me when we were on that mountain. Nothing else mattered but the pure essence of being alive and able. It is so powerful to sit in these moments, they show us our strength. They show us our divine right to life and the beauty we see in the world as a reflection of ourselves.

As Jade and I made our way down the mountain galloping and enjoying the last moments of light, we quickly came to realize we were not the only ones on the mountain. Three caribou grazed in the canyon below us completely unaware of our presence. Jade being the hunter that he is got extremely excited and guided us down the mountain toward the beautiful creatures.

We ran down hill making sure we were in opposite direction of the wind so they were unable to catch our scent. We became extremely ecstatic as we approached and they were still unaware of our gain on them. This had to be one of the most fun moments I’ve had in ahwile because I was laughing and so eager to sneak up on these caribou like we were hunting. Two smaller caribou caught sight of us and started to run away, so I quickly ran and chased trying to get close to them. As Jade caught up he quickly told me to be quiet and look behind me, the giant bull had reminded grazing behind a large rock and was getting ready to move. We stood in silence as the majestic moment played before our eyes. He slowly stepped from behind the rock exposing his large rack and full beard. This animal was so beautiful as its beard swayed in the wind and his large body glided with each prance.

This was quite the adventure for a day, so many phenomenal moments with Earth and each other. A golden pink sunrise danced through the sky sharing the last moments of light with the tips of the mountainous islands. My heart is full.


