This wonderful trip is unfortunately getting close to the end. We left Finland under the storm and reached the Swedish coast for the last hundreds of kilometers in Scandinavia. However I do not want to leave before seeing once again this Scandinavian beauty that already fascinated me five years ago. This time the beauty has not been created by mother nature. This time, the beauty is … a city. Yes, you read well, a Scandinavian

After having visited Iceland, I had much difficulties to apprehend Norway and its beautiful but subtle landscapes. Now I am in Finland, I feel the same : "Norway was waaaay more beautiful than Finland! Whyyy! :'(". But this time, this is a bit different. We have crossed Finland from north to south, hiked in a couple of national parks and after each visit, each hike, I felt as if I already experienced it before. Indeed,

From North Norway to Russia lays a vast and wild territory in which winters are among the coldest of Europe and summers, although being short, are renown for their lot of bloodthirsty insects. A territory whose inhabitants have been living with and from a sacred animal called reindeer and are proud of their history. Although you might know it under the name of Lapland, Lappland or Laponia --which are pejorative terms-- this territory is called

After a short stop in Tromsø, we have to make a detour to Kiruna, the closest Swedish city : the lock of the starter of the car is broken and makes it difficult to start the vehicle. This is a good occasion to buy provisions of food and alcohol for a decent price. Once Kioki is fixed, we hit the road again to the Great North! We drive through the infinite roads of Finnmark, the northernmost

Those who have read my previous posts on The North Way already know that. There is a love story between Lofoten and me. This is the third time I come here and certainly not the last : so much wonders and ambiances in such a small place can easily change a man. Landscape in summer is quite different from winter as you can expect. However, some places are easily recognizable and it is quite funny to say

We first met them on the parking lot of the Norwegian Arctic Polar Circle. This is the kind of vehicle you can not miss : a red german car with a satellite receiver, a couple of different antennas, a whole mess attached on the roof and dozens of home made stickers with the name of people that helped them, giving some money for the trip. Marc and Izabelle left Grasse, France to reach Cape North and

After Trollstigen's surprise we have the need to leave for a more genuine place. Røros seems to be an interesting opportunity : Designated as a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1980, Røros is pretty famous for its mining past and the remaining traditional wooden houses standing here. It is almost night when we arrive and the magic happens almost instantaneously. I am not afraid to say that this village is, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful towns in