We set off up the mountain to try to break through the cloud and see the Aurora Borealis.
At first it was quite a pleasant walk, albeit a bit chilly, but after about an hour, we were scrambling up the mountain on all fours. With all the snow and ice covering everything, we were slipping down the slope almost as much as we were making headway.
As it got steeper and steeper, we realized it was going to be almost impossible to navigate our way back in the dark, so we sat down on a rock.
With a temperature of -10C, sitting still isn’t recommended.
Soon we were very cold, and realized that our plan of sitting at the top of the mountain and waiting for the Aurora was sadly flawed.
I could see the headlines: Weather Presenter freezes to death in attempt to see the Northern Lights.
It was time to head towards the warmth.
After defrosting with a glass of wine, we headed out again to wander around.
This is where we had a rather large stroke of luck.