Hiking a Friday Evening

So, finally things are starting to fall apart. I mean, fall back in place! I’ve done one wedding photography shoot, and two kindergarten shots and spent all my evenings editing the photographies. I still have tons left. Let’s not talk about that though.

I’m doing like every one does every year- after eating tons of shit and sweets in winter, I start working out for the summer body 2013, which of course will disappear after October. *sigh* Anyway, that means that I need to do something exercisy every day, right? So today I dragged Kanae with me to a place called Vettakollen or something. Don’t bother to think about the pronunciation. Anyway, we had a discussion about Vettakollen; Is it a mountain or a hill? None of those. So let’s just call it a hilltain, since it’s a mix of those two. If anyone have a better suggestion, please let me know.

After some hardcore googling, I figured out that the sun was supposed to set at 22:22, so we headed out around 21:00. Never hiked this late before. We weren’t the only ones though. At the top of the mountain, we found some lost Germans drinking beer and one hundred million mosquitoes. Of course they wanted to kill me, so I ran around like an idiot, shaking my head in defense. I’ll kill you with me snapping hair!

Anyway, we took a lot of super cool pictures on top of the hilltain. I considered scaring the Germans away since they were in our way when having a very serious photoshoot session, but I behaved and let them be a part of our art.

On our way to Vettakollen

On our way to Vettakollen

Kanae saw something

Kanae saw something

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Kanae saw something again

Kanae saw something again

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I'm just chillin

I’m just chillin

being all cool

being all cool

Then poof, we were at Vettakollen

Then poof, we were at Vettakollen

And Kanae was amazed by the view

And Kanae was amazed by the view

And happy

And happy

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Me? I've been here one million times, so I decided to work on my muscles.

Me? I’ve been here one million times, so I decided to work on my muscles.

And some stretching

And some stretching

And then... I don't know what happened

And then… I don’t know what happened

Then I became hawt

Then I became hawt

After that it was Kanae's turn to be awesome

After that it was Kanae’s turn to be awesome

And she was so awesome that she just looked around

And she was so awesome that she just looked around

Can you spot the Germans?

Can you spot the Germans?

Happy Girls

Happy Girls

Strong girls. Or, one girl and Leonardo DiCaprio (to the right)

Strong girls. Or, one girl and Leonardo DiCaprio (to the right)

Kanae and Arnold Schwarzenegger

Kanae and Arnold Schwarzenegger

Change pose

Change pose

I'm looking out over Oslo. Just kidding. I just wanted you guys to take a good look at my ass- I mean I've sweat a lot doing squats at the gym.

I’m looking out over Oslo. Just kidding. I just wanted you guys to take a good look at my ass- I mean I’ve sweat a lot doing squats at the gym.

Eeh, better go to bed. The sun is about to come up.

About wictorianart

Freelance artist and photographer based in Oslo, Norway. Mainly doing character design, concept art, illustration and wedding photography.
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One Response to Hiking a Friday Evening

  1. Pyrodam says:

    Lots of beautiful pictures on ur hiking! Looked like an awesome day, and poor lost germans. Can’t be easy.
    btw the place is a hill, it’s not even 500m above the surface.There is no rocks high enough near Oslo. But looks like a nice hill though!

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