3AM, up top a peak, all alone with my dearest friends. We played card games & danced with palpable joy. And sang. And sat in humbling awe. We struggled to tuck into our tent because it was silly to think we could possibly sleep when the night was as beautiful as this. The land felt so quiet and the subdued hues of blues in the sky along with the warm tones of midnight sun pinks lighting the peaks created the calmest feeling in the air.

After days up peaks, we tucked in the mountain valley where the iconic surf town, Unstad lies. We suited up with thick wetsuits and played in some summer swell in the Norwegian Sea.