Last night of the midnight sun from Mt. Njulla.
I got the ski-lift up, but it terrified me, so I walked down. Well, actually, I ~ran~ down, because I wanted to prove I could do it faster than the ski-lift…… It seemed like a good idea at the time…… although the mountain is a little higher than Yr Wyddfa and, um, I ached the next day like crazy.
Weird as hell, running down a mountain at 1am in full daylight.