Sunday: low visibility and snow. One more small peak we haven't conquered: Trabeliafjellet. After the approach on the tracks it's difficult to see where exactly we need to head off onto the wooded slopes as the top is not visible from our current position. Once on the wooded slopes, immersed in deeeeep powder snow, it takes a good hour full of laughs to get to the top edge of the woods.
Leaving the woods, the rest of the climb is easy but the weather is putting up a fight: extremely bad visibility. On reaching what apparently seems to be the top we are forced to track back on our own tracks down to the treeline. There we take a different route back, once again great fun: weaving over, under and around the snow laiden trees, a Fantasy Forest.
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