Fancy Fishy or Fancy Fishing?

This is where I am from. An old fishing town that now is full of fancy cafè's, an airport, an enourmous port, the northernmost train station (continous at least) in Norway, and lots of wind. (Wheather report; haven't seen the sun in exactly two weeks. Oh joy.)

And this is the view from my verandah; through the trees you can see some very nice mountains, in front of which I will be climbing the next tree days!