There’s nothing quite like a snowstorm in June, which is what I encountered as I hiked to the top of Blåfjell (“blue mountain”) high above Geirgangerfjord in western Norway.
Though my phone kept reminding me that it was indeed summer, but the snow and wind and near white-out conditions made me think I was wending my way through January. This is part of the beauty of Norway–you cannot ever make any assumptions about anything, especially the weather. One day it will be so beautiful and sunny, and the next, it will be filled . . . with Snø.