Boat sheds on the Moskenesøya side of Selfjorden, the far shore being Flakstadøya.
Only 15 minutes between these photos. I had been haunted by this storm for hours as I watched it slowly approach. At times it would be held up by the 1000 meter high mountain peaks rising from the sea and I would escape its arrival for a precious few minutes, but once I gained exposure to the north it hit with a fury of snow and wind. A bitter cold straight from the arctic winter, chilling me to the bone. It was a wild ride that night, alone in my tent halfway up some mountain pass.