The first morning we took a walk up on the mountain up to the Norwegian border. There the snow had still not melted. Remember, this was at the end of June. The day was warm and the combination of warmth and humidity woke up all the mosquitos. Every time you stopped you got surrounded by an enormous amount of mosquitos. To not be too eaten by them you just had to keep on moving. We didn't know at the time that we would not get any more opportunities for walks in the mountains. This was one of the last days that summer that it didn't rain.