On the way back to the cabin from Sordalen, Nick drove off the road. He had been trying to drive and read the map on my knee at the same time.
I can't afford to be holier than thou about this (much as I might like to). I did the same last trip in heavy snow.
Nick set off walking up the road in search of a farmer with a tractor. He knocked on 3 doors but found no-one home. After about half an hour a passing snow plough stopped and pulled the car back onto the road in a jiffy.
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