WINTER IN LOFOTEN | The Raw Beauty of Nature
“What a wild winter sound,— wild and weird, up among the ghostly hills…. I get up in the middle of the night to hear it. It is refreshing to the ear, and one delights to know that such wild creatures are among us. At this season Nature makes the most of every throb of life that can withstand her severity.” ~John Burroughs
The sun rises and covers the landscape in a soft pink light. The rugged cliffs cast a long shadow. Winter has the island under control. The snowy mountains tower above the frozen fjords. The streets are empty and just a few tourists are en route. The sun is shining. The turquoise water is glittering in the sun. The day is marked by unpredictable weather changes. Quick rages the snow and the sea is stirred up by the storm. The fishing boats cross the rough sea to catch some codfish, while the already gutted fish hanging to dry on the stockfish racks and wrap the island into a fishy smell. In the evening the island comes to rest. The fishing boats return to the port. The small towns, with the famous red Rorbuers are brightly lit and tranquility settles in. The sun sets and the sky turns into a dark blue. As night falls in Lofoten, the sky comes to life and you will experience an exceptional spectacle of nature that is hard to put into words. The Northern Lights flicker across the sky and cover the landscape in a green light. For hours they dance in the sky before the sun finds its way over the horizon. A new winter day starts in Lofoten.
In March this year I spent a week in Lofoten. I knew the islands already from a previous visit in the summer, however, I wanted to go on Aurora hunting this time. The weather and solar activity play a decisive role, so that a reliable forecast isn’t possible. Everything was more than uncertain and the unpredictable weather changes were the biggest challenge but I was lucky during my visit. In addition to the breathtaking scenery, I was able to experience one of the most impressive natural phenomena. (Words from filmmaker Tommaso Maiocchi)