When Calls The Adventure – The Cold Pocket

February 22, 2018 | 3:03 pm | No comments »

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It only needs a picture, rumor or an interesting contour on a map for the mind to start wandering. And then, you will not find peace until you go.

I had never been riding north of the famous places of Northern Norway, like Lyngen and Tamok, although Scandinavian mountain range still continues a good ways further up the coast. Not many people tend to ride there because it is little harder to get to and has less services and information. But the mountains are still equally magnificent.

Maps as intriguing as they are informative. It’s very pleasant to spread a map over a table, dig into the contours and leave some coffee stains on the paper during these times of technology and applications. For me, Northern Norway is amazing because I know I will not have time to ride and visit all of it’s mountains in my lifetime. And I can just drive to the trailhead and climb the ones I choose to explore, not fly across the continents to reach amazing adventures.

One area in particular got my attention few years ago when I had buried myself in to the contours and coastline of Northern Norway. The northernmost glacier of the Scandi’s range and last peaks reaching over 1000 meters straight out of the fjords lie in a place called Oksfjord. It seemed that the best mountains can only be accessed by ferry or boat which usually means very little people and even less, if any, riders. I tried to find information about riding there but it was very limited which got me very intrigued.

I looked at the map contours more closely and found a valley that had riding potential in every aspect and a open view to the ocean. My mind started to wander. Does the couloirs and lines go trough? How steep are they? Maybe no-one has ridden there before? Soon, I knew that I needed to go and find out. Otherwise, the valley would start to haunt me.

The conditions didn’t happen last year when I wanted to go the first time . The adventure got pushed by a year. The second year didn’t come without difficulties either: some sudden events, schedule changes and bad weather pushed the departure date further and further in to the spring. Fortunately and finally in May everything seemed to click and we got our opportunity.

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Team of four friends, Me, another rider Jussi Oskari Taka, filmer Matti Ollila and photographer Jani Kärppä, started journey towards the promising arctic valley. The plan was to drive as far as possible, take a ferry to the closest village, hike up to the valley, camp, explore and ride in surrounding mountains. What we would find there was a total mystery but that uncertainty was part of the whole thrill. According to the snow reports from the nearest weather stations, there was still lots of snow left even this late in the spring. Only concern was the forecast that kept changing with every update. Our short time window of one week could not handle a long storm.

After 12 hours on winding roads through the austere arctic scenery, we reached the small pier where we were supposed to take the ferry into the fjords the next morning. But the forecast was not our side – it was going to be low pressure for the next few days. So we decided to put the main objective on hold and explore mountains and snowpack just across the fjord.

We woke up to some scattered showers and a even worse forecast: the mellow low pressure had developed into a storm with lots of precipitation and high winds. We needed some info about the snow pack to figure out what our options were before the storm would hit. We decided to hike into a bowl to check the snow and maybe even ride a sheltered couloir that we spotted from the road. Only few ridgelines separated the valley that we were aiming and the bowl. So it should give us a good general idea of the genereal conditions.

The atmosphere in the bowl was the eeriest I had ever felt in the mountains. The clouds were gathering and hanging low. Temperature was rising alarmingly. Visibility was bad and we could hear small loose snow avalanches sliding and snow balls falling from the rock walls everywhere around us. We ran into a massive old avalanche debris as we got deeper in to the bowl. There was half a meter of fresh snow on top of it and it was getting warmer. We turned back and decided to dig a pit under a small couloir close to the edge of the bowl. The snow column broke from the first tap. There was a layer of graupel snow lurking 30cm deep. We sighed and had no choice but to back out. We almost got hit by a natural wet snow avalanche on the way out.

The situation looked grim for us: the approaching storm would bring only more load on the already sketchy snow pack. We would need to sit out the storm and wait for the snow pack to stabilize for several days before we could step on to any steeper terrain. In short, our window of opportunity closed right there and then.

We had no choice but return home and hope that winter would still continue and maybe we could return. It was a shame since we didn’t even get glimpse of the valley we were aiming for. But it was no use arguing with nature. The mood was low as we started the long drive back home.

A week later I saw a high pressure in the forecast. I called the guys for a rerun. Jussi could not make it anymore because of other arrangements and Jani had fallen sick. It was only me and Matti left. I tried to get at least another rider to join us but had no luck with such a short notice. It was not the best option to head out in to the unknown mountains just by the two of us. Two is a small number if something went wrong. In addition, I would need to solo all the lines. I really had to debate hard with myself what to do.

But the call of the adventure was strong. The valley had developed in to a obsession of some sort. I just had to see what was out there. I convinced myself and Matti too that if it was even little sketchy we would pull the plug. He agreed. This way we would at least know if we were on to something.

This time the forecast held. I was very excited as we got on to the boat. It was going to cruise by the valley and drop us to the closest pier from where we would continue by foot the next morning. It was beautiful sunset and we were admiring the mountains rising straight up from the fjords. Excitement grew as we got closer to our destination.

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But what we saw from the boat was nothing short from a devastation. The snow conditions suddenly were completely different in our valley. There was no snow at all the bottom and the lines we saw looked like early seasons sharky slalom runs. The valley looked like from another world compared to the other ones just beside it. The lack of snow made the valley inaccessible by skinning and the wet boulders looked like a nasty climb. The whole valley reminded me more of Mordor than the snowy paradise like I had imagined.

It was beyond our comprehension why there was at least two meters less snow in this particular valley than the ones next to it. We stared each other and the valley in disbelief. The ferry was arriving soon to the pier and we had no clue what to do. If we got off now, we would be stuck in the rockiest place of all Oksfjord for the next few days.

oksfjordadventure valley that we were supposed to go - not enoght snowOur Plan A didn’t look so inviting

We made a quick decision to stay on the ferry and return back to square one. The valley we went during our first trip at least had lots of snow. We saw some fun lines there but none of them really caught my attention. Sadly, those mediocre lines were now our best bet.

I was very disappointed. I had made myself believe that we could find something special in the valley. It didn’t even cross my mind anymore that there might not be anything there. I had put so much effort, fantasizing and other peoples time in finding the valleys treasure that I was sure that there was something.

We woke up to a sunny and beautiful day. We crossed over the fjord with a ferry to reach the mountains where we had been digging the pit during the first trip. Temperatures were moderate but there was already run-offs visible from yesterdays sunny afternoon. The spring was well on it’s way even this far north. I decided to climb a couloir on one of the higher peaks that was facing west and north-west to get an idea how high we needed to go to find dry snow.

I got two thirds of the way up and decided to turn back. The snow was still wet and the couloir was full of big wet snowballs. I saw the top part but the situation was the same there too. Run down was horrible: dodging big snowballs and trying to keep the nose on top of heavy and sticky new snow. It was frustrating. I understood quickly that every line the sun had touched was already gone. Only change was to find north facing lines but we had not seen any good ones around and didn’t locate any on the map either.

oksfjordadventure checking snow conditionsCouloir was filled with frozen slush sluff.

We didn’t want to call it quits but at the same time we had to be realistic : with the current conditions there was nothing to ride. I fell into despair. The trip seemed to fall into pieces again. It was developing into a journey without the destination. And I needed to find something, at least for my own piece of mind.

Porpoises were playing around in the water and sun was shining but I retreated for a nap in the back of the van. Lying there half a sleep, I started to think what was the sense of it all anyway. I had been dreaming of discovering something new and special. But in the end, if you strip all the glory off it, I was looking for just another crack in the wall. And that moment it felt like the most useless thing to do. I had ridden hundreds of lines before, how could I even imagine something here would be any different?

As I was dwelling in these bleak thoughts, I recalled a quote from Yvon Chouinard: “True adventure begins when everything goes wrong”. It was a thought to embrace. It gave me tiny piece of hope that maybe we could still turn this trip around. Matti was still admiring the porpoises, eagles and the arctic scenery when I got out of the van back into the sun. We tried to think what we could still do and suddenly we remembered one line that we vaguely saw in the back of one fjords during yesterdays ferry cruise. It stood out from anything else we had seen: completely straight line in the rugged mountain side. And it was facing north! On the down side we had no idea if it went through or how to even get there.

There was no roads going close to the valley and even by boat it was more than ten kilometers away partly on open ocean. There was no village which meant no ferries going in either. By foot we would need to climb up to the glacier which was hanging between the valleys, cross it and drop down into the unknown route trusting only the map that it goes through. It didn’t seem like a good option just by the two of us. We seemed to hit a wall again. But there was some fishermen and boats in a small village close by. Should we try to convince one of them to take us there? Why not? We had nothing to lose.

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After few inquiries in the village, we were told to ask from a fisherman called Örjan when he returned from the sea. To our surprise he didn’t even blink nor question our endeavor but promised to take us there first thing the next morning. Our plan B just started to formulate.

öksfjord (3 of 4)Picking mussles for dinner

Mountains looked beautiful from the boat in the morning light. Also, the feeling of this kind of approach was special. There was few abandoned houses scattered on the fjord’s shores and a shipwreck. Örjan told us that the last people from one of the houses moved out 5 years ago. Few families had settled into the valley after the WWII like they did in almost every fjord and valley in Norway. This amazes me. These houses look totally disconnected from the outside world and farmer life must have been really harsh this far in the arctic.

Örjan dropped us off at the end of the fjord and wished us good luck. As his boat disappeared in to the horizon, we too felt very disconnected, isolated and alone. We hoped that he was a man of his words and would return for us. We left some gear at the shore and started our ascent towards the potential line. We were wondering if anyone had been riding in this particular valley before. Örjan didn’t know when we asked. He had seen some skiers in his home valley but had not heard anybody going into this one with skis or snowboards. Fascinating thought.

To our big surprise, we found dry snow only 100 meters up from the fjord. The valley seemed to have much more snow than the ones beside it. According to the map our plan A valley was just on the other side of our potential line now. And there was way less snow on the on next valley too where Örjan’s place was. We were baffled. It was definitely the weirdest micro climate phenomenon we had ever witnessed.

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oksfjordadventure viewsThe valley had riding potential in every aspect

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The line was a real beauty: a perfect ramp hanging on the side of the mountain with huge walls on each side and it did go through nicely. It almost looked like a perfect wave rolling on the mountainside. And the snow conditions looked amazing with no run offs at all. I got ecstatic. This definitely was not just another crack in the wall!

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Only problem now were the cornices hanging above the line which were getting hit by the spring sun. They looked like a loaded guns pointed at the line. Soloing a serious line in the middle of nowhere was scary enough on it’s own. I didn’t want have any extra tension for the climb. So we decided to return the next night when the cornices were frozen again and hopefully ride it at first light. We buried the camera gear on the plateau that was facing the line. It would be Matti’s post and I would hike around the plateau to get straight under the line.

oksfjordadventure burying camera gear for next morning

We returned to shore and tried to rest and fuel up for the night. I was so excited about the night mission that it was hard to get any sleep. We also found some wolverine tracks in the snow. We started wonder if the wolverines were fond of our smell after a long winter. We decided to pack knives within easy reach, like it would make any difference! But any extra comfort was a welcome.

I started the approach from our little base around 11pm. The forecast had promised clear skies but clouds were gathering, as usual. The world was completely silent. Atmosphere was very peaceful and intense at the same time. Silence was only broken by the static from the walkie-talkies. I reached the foot of the mountain within an hour and started the ascent. It might have been an fairly easy hike all the way up to the beginning of the ramp without crazy flat light. I had to skin through an old and covered avalanche debris and I could not see the bumbs at all. I kept poking my skis into small boulders and falling into holes. On the open I could not see if I was running into a wall or sliding downhill. All I could see was the outlines and the rock walls above. I started swearing by myself and lost a lot of precious energy.

Before entrance of the ramp I jumped of the skis to start bootpacking. I sank in waist deep. The snow was amazing but at the same time I knew it meant a loooong hike. The snow felt stable and the bottom was V-shaped which ensured me that there was not too much tension in the snow pack. So I started push up with a good feeling.

But not too long after, I could feel the cramps creeping in. I lost a lot of fluids and energy zigzagging in the flatlight and obviously I had failed to fuel up too. I was swearing again. I had good 2-3 hours of swimming in head of me and I was already in such pain that I had to lay down and shake my legs. In many other situations I would have stopped but this was not the time for quitting. I needed just suck it up. I knew I could do it… or at least I wanted to be able to do it. After all the setbacks we were finally on to something and I really wanted to ride the line. It had quickly become dangerously important to me.

At times, I got scared of the snow. It was so deep and partly steep and I was alone. There was no partner to discuss the situations. I told myself these were completely normal doubts that you go through hiking in the middle of the night. So, I pushed the fear aside and continued. I was so focused on the goal that nothing could stop me now.

But at some point, I started to noticed my obsessive behavior towards the goal which was a thing I had always tired to avoid. I knew how dangerous it could be in the mountains. I was tired, dehydrated and continuing stubbornly. This could easily lead in to grave mistakes. Is it really worth it? I needed to stop and re-assess the whole situation.

I studied my emotions closely and assessed the conditions of the climb again. My emotions were a like rollercoaster but I could stop and rationalize. Good. The snow was deep and the climbing was difficult but there was no actual signs of instability or danger. Snow had had time to settle for few days and we had not seen any slab avalanches. Good. I calmed down, got my confidence back and kept on going. Soon after, I saw the col and knew I would make it. I was happy about my self-search moment, recognizing dangerous behavior and ability to still think clearly in an intense situation.

At 4 am I was relieved to stand on the col. I was proud of my effort and perseverance. I had made it to the top. The other side of the col dropped down to the valley where were supposed to camp originally. It truly had lot less snow and I still could not fathom why. But that didn’t matter anymore. I was about to drop into one of best lines of the season.

My legs were tired but adrenaline was pumping the fatique aside. It was mostly cloudy and some scattered snow with some rays of pink light. Forecast did not hold once again but I could not have cared less at that moment. At least, it wasn’t flatlight anymore. We waited for the best light possible and as soon as Matti gave the good to go I dropped in.

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It felt like I was riding a big wave. The snow was the best I had ridden the whole season and it was 12th of May. I let everything out and came out screaming at the bottom. With happy grin I stopped into a safety stop behind a big rock wall and let the slough run by before cruising down back to the fjord. But I suddenly became really cold and started shaking. Adrenaline wasn’t pumping anymore and I had no energy left. I ate the last chocolate bar. It was the best chocolate ever.

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We met again at our base with big high fives. I felt extremely happy as we started cooking breakfast and waiting for Örjan to return. We managed to accomplish something great in the end! It definitely took a little faith this time. But I guess, the best memories and adventures need twists and turns, some uncertainty and difficulties, to become the unforgettable ones. This particular line, may it be just another crack in the wall for most, became something truly special to us and maybe it was as a result of all the setbacks along the way.

One beautiful line, which we started calling The Cold Pocket after the weird micro climate, was all it took this time to turn the trip into a real adventure. I understood then that for me it is about those few precious seconds we chase and the feeling of exceeding myself that keep calling me back again and again. They are the spark of adventures.

Discover Splitboarding episode 3. – Conquering the mountain

March 22, 2016 | 6:38 pm | No comments »


Blåbaertinden south face, photo : Jani Kärppä

In the third episode we ascent and descent a mountain, Blåbaertinden, Tamok, Norway, from bottom to the peak. We will go through the basic techniques and information what you need for climbing and riding a mountain, a full tour. Everything from the essential planning, skinning and hiking techiques, on tour route finding to preparing for sudden changes while conquering a mountain.


 The most important in the mountains is to stay alert and pay attention to the surroundings and conditions at all times. Try to think well ahead while ascending and riding down too. It prevents you from getting into “what the hell I am doing here”-type of situtations, which happen easily in the mountains when conditions suddenly change or you lose your line for any reason. It is always good to have a back up plan.

How to choose a mountain to conquer then? If you are on an area you don’t know, the best way to start is ask questions and tips from locals, dig into touring guides and consider hiring a mountain guide who can open the gates for you.

Locals usually know a good place to start and something about the snow conditions but always trust your own gut feeling too. After asceding one mountain you will see more yourself and pick the next peak to climb and ride.

Touring guides are great help for planning tours. They usually point out the commonly used routes, difficulty and time estimate. It is not easy to figure out the starting point or estimate duration of the tour when entering new zones and the books provide this info cheap. Good planning will make the tour lot more relaxed.

Hiring a mountain guide is always the best option if you don’t feel comfortable stepping into new terrain by yourselves. They ensure the safety and you can learn a lot by just obeserving their routines and ways in the mountains.

Book tips:

For the Finnish readers there is a great book about freeriding and stepping into the mountains. Vapaalasku -kirja is highly recommended for any one interested about snow, mountains and freeride culture.

“Staying alive in avalanche terrain” by Bruce Tremper is a classic. The name pretty much sums it up.

Discover Splitboarding episode 2.

March 15, 2016 | 7:14 pm | No comments »


Buttering. photo : Jani Kärppä

Many people, who I talk to, who are hiking on snowshoes and riding solids, still doubt the performance of the splitboards and shun all the “extra” gear that it takes. I personally never used snow shoes after I tried split for the first time years ago, except on snowsurf days. I felt that it is so much easier and more efficient to move around in the mountains with a split compared to snowshoes. Also, I discovered that the splitboard performs very well in various conditions. I trusted the equipment right away. In powder snow, I don’t feel much of a difference anymore between split or a solid. Of course it is not the same since the board is cut in half but once you have some speed it performs almost like a solid. I even feel comfortable riding freestyle stuff with a split.

There are lots of new gear that you have to get when starting splitboarding in addition to the basic backcountry safety equipment (first episode): the splitboard itself, bindings, skins, poles, crampons, etc,. It can be quite the maze which one to choose and the gear is quite pricy as well. There is an option to start with DIY set and cutting your old solid in half but the performance and durability will suffer.

Here are my tips for gear selection :

Board: there are lots of shapes to choose from these days. I recommend trying out the board before buying if possible. The powder surf shapes are very tempting, great fun and work well in good snow just like powder solids but they are maybe not for every day. So think about the terrain and conditions you are going to use the split the most. When I travel and can only choose one board I always take the trusted board shape  (Jones Solution) that can handle any condition. So if I was to pick my first split I would go with a shape that I could use in any conditions.

Bindings : Have come a long way too. When Karakoram came up with the quiver connectors (plate that connects split binding into solid) I stopped using regular bindings. Since I ride a lot with split and I feel most comfortable with split bindings I want to have the same feel on solids as well. Anyway, invest if possible on split bindings over the plates that you can use under the regular bindings on splitboard. The feel is from another world when you are closer to the board and it is much lighter. Crampons are good addition to the bindings. They help the hiking and climbing a lot on icy or slippery conditions and save a lot of energy.

Skins : Lots of different ones to choose from and basically the difference is in the glue and the hair. I trust regular glue that you can patch or replace completely if needed. Mohair versus nylon skin? Mohair glides better but loses on grip agains nylon. Mohair is lighter in weight. There are different mixes in the market that combines mohair and nylon which are best option, I think. Is the tail clip necessary? Not necessary but it is very handy specially if you are doing many laps or runs per day. It will holds the end part of the skin in place better when the glue starts to be wet or icy.

Clothing : Layering is the key. Start with technical first layer that keeps you dry when sweating. Then add a thermal layer depending on the temperature and cover everything with a good shell jacket and pants (at least 10000mm). I use Protest James jacket and Miikka Pants. Then I always have a extra puffy jacket in the backpack for warmth if the conditions change and it is nice to have on the top of the mountain.

Poles : Choose ones that fit inside of your backpack so they won’t hit or get stuck on anything while riding. And try to pick durable material (I use aluminium) so they will hold a lot of wear and bending.

Avalanche airbag/rescue bag : It is very good to have if accident happens but you should not trust it to save you or make you take more risks. Avalanches can be serious and deadly even if they don’t bury you. The airbag does not affect my risk taking at all. Even if I have it and I think there is a slight chance of a serious avalanche I turn around without hesitation. I use the airbag in case there is a unexpected slide which can always happen too.

Pocket camera : For riding navigation. If you approach your line from behind you should take a photo of the face since it will look very different when you are standing on the top. Even cellphones serve the purpose these days. They are also good if you need to call for help but keep in mind that the phone disturbs the beacon signal a bit.

Accessories : piece of plastic for clearing ice, piece of rope for tying up things or cutting snow, first aid kit, sunglasses, screwdriver/pocketknife

Second episode is filmed mostly in Pyhä Ski Resort and the freestyle stuff in Tamok and Lyngen, Norway.


Why do we consider change always as giving up on something?

February 17, 2016 | 12:53 am | 3 comments »


Actions for Change

I joined POW years ago by donating 20$ for the organization. I got a sticker in the mail that I sticked on my computer and felt better. I was fighting climate change.

Years went by and I was still concerned about the climate but continuing to live a busy traveling lifestyle. I was more of a problem than a solution. My climate-invested twenty bucks was not compensating my enormous carbon footprint nor my conscience anymore, as if it ever really did. Fortunately Protect Our Winters expanded to Finland by two winter lovers and environmentally concerned men, Niklas Kaskeala and Arto Sivonen. I contacted them and offered help. I felt that through POW I could make my best impact on the fight. Many others felt the concern about winters and joined too. Together we have managed to launch POW into a great start in Finland. Media has noticed the growing movement and new partners are joining in. People have taken a positive interest and the recent bad winters are making the message tangible and real. People I meet and talk with seem to have one question that stands out: What do you personally do to fight the climate change and what could I do to help?

There are many obvious things that individuals can and should do but at the same time the whole climate change is so overwhelming and complex that individuals actions may seem almost useless. How could any of my actions make any difference when most of the people on the planet don’t know anything about the warming climate, can’t even afford to think about changing their habits or simply do not care. Why would I give up something, if majority of the planet’s population are not even thinking about the environment?

It is true in a sense. We all together should give up so much to be able to save the planet. But maybe that approach is the problem in the first place. Are we really giving up on something if we switch into more sustainable and healthier lifestyle or are we just afraid to brake old habits? Climate change is a negative thing but are the actions against it actually hurting us?

I started splitboarding originally because I wanted to ride new mountains and go deeper into the backcountry but it soon changed my whole perspective on snowboarding. Quality replaced quantity. Splitboarding opened up a new world of snowboarding where there was no rush or race to spots, no lift lines, no expensive lift passes or heli flights, no tracks and no crowds. It is a very immersive way to enjoy the mountains, nature and riding. You have more time to think, listen and learn about both the mountains and yourself . We had this revelation few years back in AK with Jonas Hagström when we took one awesome heliday on a splitboard trip. The day consisted of stable bottomless powder, sunshine and many great lines. It was just perfect. But still we felt better about the lines we chose, climbed and rode ourselves. Those were the best and most memorable ones from the trip. Since that, I have not taken many helirides or traveled obsessively around the world chasing powder. I try to choose the mountains closer to me believing they can give me as much, if not more, than any distant mountain if I just approach them differently and with a new mindset. So, through splitboarding I have cut my carbon footprint down a lot by not even trying! (notion to the critic : Easy for me to say; I did get to ride many places and lot of powder before this change and traveled around but still I claim that climbing and riding mountain yourself is more powerful experience for almost everyone than taking numerous rides up with machine.)

Years ago, I also started thinking about my consumer behaviour. I noticed that I was buying lot of things that I didn’t really use; cheap and bad quality things that needed to be replaced soon. I got some sort of child-like satisfaction from buying new toys that soon were boring. I was stacking up my apartment with things. This all hit me when I had to empty the place under renovation. I had so much stuff. I got rid of some and tried not to collect more. Then we moved together with my girlfriend. Again, I noticed and she pointed out that I still had a lot of stuff I didn’t use. I sold, recycled and gave stuff away. We ended up having more room, extra money and feeling better giving things to people who probably needed them more than we did. Still, I didn’t get rid of this strange attachment to material things completely. I feel that we are brought up to measure our success according to our stuff. It feeds the economy. I totally bought it and still partly do but fortunately there are ways to consume more sustainably. This though, might be positive and hopefully feed the more responsible economy. It needs to grow and might be the booster to the current economical crisis. So, I believe, on some level, it is good that we consume we just have to think how. Easy way to start is changing your electricity producer into eco-energy. This will not cost much more but will make you feel better and encourage companies to produce more eco-energy. Consuming is kind of like voting. In both the choices you make will also fuel the future. We need good choices.

One action that is the easiest to control and has a lot of impact on climate is your diet. This issue brings up a lot of emotions since we like to eat and we don’t like to be told what. Ten years ago I used to joke that plants are what food eats. My diet was based on meat or fish and maybe something on the side. I was shaking my head at vegetarians and wondering why make life more difficult specially when traveling. Since that lot has changed. First, I started switching from processed ingredients to more natural and raw ones. Then, I started to drop meat from my plate and experimenting more on vegetarian options. I soon felt much better, food was tasting better and it was way more diverse. I felt more light and energetic, my digestion worked better and my skin turned care-free. And I suddenly had lot of new flavors when I was not concentrating on the meat as a main ingredient. The change was entirely for the better. After a while, I was not craving meat at all. I actually felt little disgusted eating it after researching about the meat production. I basically dropped all processed meat quickly from my plate. The main drivers leading to the change were taste and how I felt, not the ideological principals based on animal cruelty or environment, those I learnt later on. Nowadays, I eat more plant based food but I still have fish and even game meat rarely on my plate and I eat too much cheese and other dairy products. I believe they might have the same kind of effect on my general feeling as meat. So, now I am experimenting on vegan dishes and changing more and more into plant based diet only because I want to give it a try and I believe I might feel better. I am probably not going to be a full vegan because I think it might be difficult traveling and not easy and tasty all year around in the cold arctic climate but I will give the change a chance.

So in the end, actions that I have taken to change my lifestyle have not felt like giving up at all. Actually, I feel like I am getting more and learning new along the way. Maybe change is not that bad after all. I think I will try to look at it from a positive perspective now on and encourage you to try it out too! I will share these of these experiences and experiments more here at Perceptions on board.

Fjordland in a mobile basecamp

March 12, 2015 | 12:01 pm | No comments »

Senjatripping (3 of 4)

This season I decided to ride more local and not chase snow all over the globe. It has been a dream to explore the nearby mountain ranges and wait for the conditions, not chase them. Also, the birth of our first-born reduced the desire to travel in to distant mountains and made the desicion natural. She was born at the heart of the winter. It has been wonderful to watch and share her first everything.

Most of the good mountains here above the Arctic have fairly short approach from the road but the winding roads are in desolated areas and there is no accommodation around. RV makes the perfect transport-basecamp combo in Northern Norway. During summer, I found a great one that has gas powered floor heating, good insulation and big trunk where I can store and dry snowboard and surf quivers, camping and fishing gear, other equipment and even mountain bike. A perfect basecamp which parks at the foot of a chosen mountain. There is no better way to start the snowboarding day than by gazing at your line while still sipping your morning coffee (while waves are breaking on the other side!!)


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 The arctic sky put up an amazing northern lights show for us one night

Our (Me, Jani Kärppä and Miikka Peteri) plan was to scope out conditions and ride in Lyngen, Senja and Tamok. Forecast history didn’t promise much for the riding part since warm temperatures and high winds had been plaguing the regions but you never know what you are going to find until you go.

Season start in Northern Norway has been slow this year, like it has in many ranges all over the globe. Winters are turning weird, or worse solid winter seems to be fading. Winter jumps from early season straight to late season. Consistency of winter conditions is lost. At least, this is how it appeared to us again on this trip.

tooth (1 of 1)

The forecast history was pretty much spot on. Conditions seemed more like late April than mid February. Snow pack was fairly thin and it was wet even higher up or really wind beaten. Our trip turned out to be more scoping and less riding. On the positive side, it is early season in these latitudes and  the base is solid now. We found  lines that went straight to the hitlist and all they need now is a new cover.

fugl (1 of 1)photo: @jkarppa

The weather continued to be warm and windy through out the week. We drove around in different regions but conditions were more or less the same everywhere. We  stuck to poking snow, exploring new places and enjoying the scenery, wild life and camper life.

Karvis (4 of 5)

I also wanted to catch some surf while exploring the coastal mountains. There was a big swell approaching but winds were a problem again. Good swell waves were ruined by high cross shore winds that generated small wind waves against the good ones. Yet again, arctic winter surf turned out to be more of an beautiful and raw experience than good surf.

arctic surferphoto: @jkarppa

We almost decided to leave and return only after the conditions got better but the suddenly weather at least calmed down. You can’t pass a sunny spring day in the mountains with the ocean below. We were scratching our heads to find a sheltered couloir that might still have some good snow. We ended up in Lyngen after some detours and cloud dodging. Our pick of a south facing couloir turned out to be great surprise with some soft and dry snow at the top part. It brought back the good feeling of climbing and riding pow. Now, let it snow and the season to begin in the Arctic.


Karvis (3 of 5)Miikka Peteri putting in some steps for the turns

Senjatripping (1 of 2)


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