Glittertind

Glitterjeim - Glittertind - Spiterstulen

Audiobook of the day: Amundsen

I miss: Just anything warm.

After breakfast, I said my goodbyes to the two Italians and Zoe, who had been shring the table with me. I was determined to make it up to Glittertind - the name was just too cute not to conquer. So I set off, and pretty soon I saw the first signs of ice. Snow followed, and before I knew it, I felt like I was on a completely different planet. Everything was white, and the fog kept getting thicker - so thick that it became impossible to see the trail markers.

I debated whether I should turn back, but then I told myself it was okay. I just had to stay sharp and think clearly. I took out my phone and map and started navigating properly. That turned out to work just fine, and before I knew it, I had reached the top. The wind had picked up, it was -7°, it had started snowing, and the left side of my face was beginning to freeze. It was cold, and my fingers were freezing too. I hadn’t packed gloves - definitely something to remember next time.

As always in these moments, you can’t really take a proper break. It’s just too cold to stop moving. on top.of that, my water had frozen, so drinking was impossible. I needed to get down first. I stumbled down the mountain, hopping from rock to rock, until I finally had snow-free terrain under my feet again. I had a little snack and then kept going until around 13:00, when I stopped and made myself mashed potatoes, which I ate with a trout filet I had completely forgotten about. Pretty good lunch, I would say!

On the way down, I met a group of reindeer and a group of young hikers, and we started chatting. I ended up spending almost my entire afternoon with them, playing cards at Spiterstulen. Since I wanted to wake up early and be fresh for Galdhøpiggen, I decided to treat myself to a nice room. I even got a private one and splurged that night.

The day had been good—maybe a little dangerous, but an adventure for sure.