A lot of the time that I spent in Norway was outside. I somehow hit the one week a year when it is sunny and warm. I managed to show up just as summer was both arriving and leaving. Norwegians have a great theory that there is no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothes. A theory that needs to be adapted when most of your days are spend in a light drizzle to heavy rain. Without that theory, you would never do anything. However, when the weather is nice, it makes it a lot easier to want to get out and explore. Straightaway from the airplane, Chelsea and I took off for a hiking adventure. And we didn't stop hiking, biking, or adventuring for the next four days. With the exception of stopping to cook elaborate meals nightly, of course.
Below are a few picture from hiking mountains. The first, Preikestolen, the second a mountain with a name I can't remember and a trail that we did not follow.