Last night the sky got clear. The stars were out and the roads went icy. We got almost excited and decided to leave at 6.15 again.

So, this morning we got up at 5.30 and it was still sort of clear. Driving up the road, we could see, through the foggy windows of the rotten rental van, all the mountains getting out of the darkness and that got us a little more excited. We were at the heli base at 7 o'clock sharp and were the first group to fly out at 7.30.

Excited, but a little nervous about the terrifying snow stability reports we had got, we decided to follow our initial plan to go and ski something we had seen the first day, more than a week ago. But that area was already in the clouds and we had to go look elsewhere. We then fly over another zone, but as we got closer, everything looked windblown and scary. I think we all shared some sort of a bad feeling about the snow and decided finally to be dropped on a flat area somewhere we had never been.

Skiing down those flat sloped, we found out that almost everything had been beaten by the wind. Hard waves of snow covered the mountain and our chances of finding something seemed to get slighter and slighter. The clouds also kept getting closer and the wind blew hard on the mountain tops. As we then stopped to look at some features, we saw a huge cloud of snow coming out of the other side of the mountain. There had been a big avalanche that had passed by a norwegian film crew trying, just like us, to find something small to do.

After that, we kept looking for things for some time, but ended up going back to the base around 11 and having breakfast that we had skipped earlier. The norwegian film crew joined us a little later and told us all about the avalanche they had witnessed. We all agreed that the snow was amazingly unstable and that sometimes it is good to have that bad feeling that makes you tiptoe.

After the breakfast, it was already cloudy. Now it's snowing sideways again and people are driving around the town on snowmobiles. What a trip...