Once we actually headed off into the woods there were quite a few trails disappearing off into the fog that was hanging in the trees however we somehow managed to stumble across this gem of a trail, this trail and photo really stick in my mind. The ground was wet and the air nice and fresh, the trail just a thin strip cut through all the bright green bilberry bushes carpeting the forest floor, full of grip despite the damp and full of turns, compressions, jumps and little technical sections … and it just went on… and on… and on… until we popped out of the trees right down at by fjord.