Last spring Patrik Lindqvist, Andreas Fransson, Fredrik Anderson and I paddled into in Arctic waters to lay some turns high above the fjords.

It began not so well; We paid tons of excess baggage, had some of that baggage lost, got duty free whiskey and a shovel handle taken by customs (maybe we would drink the whiskey get mad and beat the pilot with the handle, obviously), then ran through Oslo airport for our connection only to find it was delayed an hour. We then walked around the snowless Arctic town of Bodo in March wearing t-shirts. However it got better, we got the lost baggage the following morning then boarded the Hurtigruten ferry going north. This took us up the Norwegian coast to Svolvaer, Lofoten’s capital, where we spent a day gathering our gear and info from various sources.