The Vestahorn mountain is as imposing as it looks. I remember as Miles and I were driving you could see the backside of the mountain, and I remember saying to myself, “thats one BIG mountain!” We were a little pressed for time, so many expletives came shooting out of our mouths as we neared the mountain. As I held on for dear life, Miles is drifting the camper van like he’s auditioning for a part in the Fast and Furious. The majesty of this mountain became very apparent. It’s rugged peaks look dauntingly scary, but yet so beautiful. When you’re standing face to face with this mountain, you’ll feel small. It’s beauty is hypnotizing. Peace and Love.
Sig Nordal 