First night, wander miles through the suburbs of Tromso, trying in vain to find somewhere dark to stop. Hilly place, camera and tripod heavy. Not really sure where I'm going, not really sure what I'm looking for. After about 2 hours I admit I'm not walking out of the city and head back to the centre. Decide to practice some night shots at harbour side. It's not especially picturesque but it will do. Couple of shots then pack up. Hang on, why's that hilltop green? No way! Scramble stuff out, stick fast lens on, guess settings. Wow!! 20 mins of shots and I SAW it. Pack up and continue wandering. Hour later, you know, that hill is green again! More pics. Over the cathedral too. First night, so lucky. Fast forward 24 hours. Out with guide and some other visitors from UK. Drive around for hours, get some great scenery pics but no lights. Really doesn't matter, it's part of the journey. Cold though. Get home at 02:30.
And another 24 hours, guide takes pity on poor soul and takes him out again. Top man! Drive round yet more incredible coastline but tonight it's the cloud conspiring against us. Still, persevere, it's like fishing! And eventually it's rewarded, so faint, almost invisible to naked eye, but the camera can capture it! Reflected in the lake. Loving it! But loving the scenery and the company and the experience just as much. In between times I'm walking miles around Tromso, visiting museums and galleries, taking in the place. It's not the most photogenic city, it's a working port in the Arctic Circle not a choc box alpine town, but it has its own appeal for that. And the people are so very hospitable. Did I mention it has its own brewery too??
My indefatigable guide, Kjetil Skogli, has invited me along again tonight just cos he's going out anyway. Tomorrow I'm doing a three hour coach trip out of Tromso so I can do a four hour boat trip back! Then I start working out my next journey. Destinations are just way-points...
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