Report Yacht & Freeride.

Nature. Emotions. Freedom ..
Time is. It’s going on, it’s changing, it does not change much about it.
The hour invariably has long been 60 minutes and week. Here comes the human factor – quite buzzing sound.
If somehow man is able to distort the time, then subjectively we have succeeded. Man despite lack of comfort, probably fatigue, often pain, uncertainty, fear and lust of nature. Social Isolation is the piece of life when we laugh not at being suggestive of the things we laugh at, not out of the ones that should. Free resources of unknown emotions, which have no names. It’s like walking around, breathing, craving …
The Northern Expedition is obviously too strong a claim. The man falls in hypocrisy, living in the world of supermarkets, loans, schemes ..
We would like to face the challenges; With unattainable, breaking stereotypes, being .. so we would like to be. The time when we were sealing in new, unfamiliar, insecure areas was a reflection. We go to a group however, everyone goes alone. Sam struggles. He is tired too, he does not even talk much because he has to keep his distance for security reasons. So the road continues; few hours …
Bypassing the summit where it is necessary to grasp and hold the breath before the descent (all the time the mountain activities were accompanied by the 3 degree of avalanche danger), the moment of “breaking off” when it leaves the fear and considerable uncertainty at the top of the mountain, turns man into a dream. In this fragment of existence, which usually remains intact in the sphere of conjecture. Suddenly the speed leaves all the artificiality that can not keep up. Fear disappears, there is room in the text that can not be filled with emotion. Nowum. A life that finally caught my breath.
Freeride ..
Norway Winter is a rough, hard piece of being. The people here are nice and helpful though assertive and direct. Without unnecessary translations. Maybe not? Maybe true? Maybe ..
Return from the Mountains brings the body to loosening, rationalism, no immediate danger.
Why do we ourselves strive to lose comfort, deliberately deprive ourselves of control ..
Back on the yacht turns paradoxically back to the house it is. By defying ourselves we change our location, approaching another uncertain situation we have dreamed of for years.
Something unbelievable Something that is hard to name. Absolute beauty, which does not allow us nor for a moment to free themselves. Persists, manages the senses; Is – like time .. invariably persists.
We go to sleep to wake up and go.
I heard it was just a snowboard. It is true. However, we made a way out of that, which translates the sacrifice, gives willingness, allows you to agree, keeps balance.
We eat, talk, plan; Maps and Lyngen Alps guide as the forecast gives the rhythm. Where to swim, which is right there, why the eastern show would be better, etc …
The world has shrunk and despite surrealism, color harshness, uncertainty, is getting easier; More understandable
Driving in fresh snow, snowboarding in the High Mountains, activities outside the infrastructure, taking unpopular decisions is all about making sense. It’s like madness that gives you a sense of peace.
The yacht expedition on the splitboard above the Arctic Circle has stripped off several areas as well as changed something in Nas which I would like to keep minimum to the next mover.
Thank you all, thanks to which Life makes sense.
A.

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