Ok, I’ll start with breaking the title-given promise here. Describing the story behind this image is difficult without using big words, all the clichés and sounding lyrically drunk (if such an expression exists…) But I’ll give you some background.
As many places with dramatic and beautiful nature, North-Norway is ridden by very…eh.. unpredictable weather. This summer has been particularly bad in that way and dominated by grey dull skies, heavy precipitation and single digit temperatures. With that background I had planned a Lofoten tour with some of my photography buddies in mid July. Expectations were not the best due to the forecast. As we arrived in Lofoten, skies started to clear and temperatures rose. We had planned for a 2-3 day trip, driving around all over Lofoten non-stop. No hotels or tents, only shooting 24 hrs a day. We had a ball the first day and night, but the second night, things really started to crank up. By now we had been shooting some of the most iconic locations and some less known and were fairly content. We were leaving one location (one of my previous shots shared here) and were in a slight hurry to reach the next place before the sun set close to midnight. High on coffee and redbull, temps in mid twenties, T-shirts and shorts, bright sunlight in the middle of the night and with more locations to come, the mood in the car was pretty much euphoric. You get the picture. We were driving over a small hill and as we reached the ocean on the other side, this scene emerged in front of us. We stopped the car next to a german camper-van where a young couple were enjoying a late barbeque, and ran down to the ocean. Ok, enough words… hope you like the image. Have a great Thursday/Friday!!
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