Some years ago Christo and Jeanne-Claude became famous for their wrapping-in landscapes and landmarks, and that must have been what nature had In mind when Judit and I had a trip, a few days ago, in one of the most breathtaking landscapes of this planet.

I wanted to show her the landscapes, the beautiful alps of Sunnmøre, the narrow valley of Norang which I love so much
. . . . . . but mother nature had something different in mind this first day of November 2006: She gave us snow, snow, and even more, . wet snow. Efficiently was she hiding all the steep, sky-high mountains that were only a few meters away - but invisible . . . But still, I have never heard anyone been so impressed by seeing, or actually, most of the time, not seeing Vartdalstranda: The most forgotten place on earth, the long dangerous hillbilly driving arena which we deadly have to conqueror to get safe to the blessed place of Volda (and, sorry ørstingar: Ørsta) But it has its beauty, and Nordre Vartdal with its beautiful church has certainly - if not to speak about the beautiful sight of ''Hod'', Hareidlandet with a tiny little stroke of the bleak dying winter sun, . . . there far away at the other side of the fjord.

Thank you Judit, thank you for showing that there is a beauty in this world of ours, even if it doesn't show all it has. And I hope we can see more of the mountains next time you come here to the the other side of the edge of the civilised world.