One of the most incredible moments of my life happened while we were spending some time with the musk oxen in Dovrefjell. Very early on our last day in Dovrefjell I had risen with the sun at 5am and was hiking towards the spot where I had left some musk oxen the night before. After about twenty minutes of trudging through fields of thick willow and heather I stumbled across a lone bull. Neither of us had noticed each other until we were quite close, maybe 50 meters
We both stood still for what felt like an eon, with our breath fogging up in the freezing morning air. The musk oxen’s “musky” smell and the colours of its backlit hair glowing in the morning sun have been soldered into my memory. Eventually the big bull relaxed and started munching on some greens. I moved on to let him have his breakfast in peace and to catch up with the herd I had seen the night before.
We spent some more time with the musk oxen after that, but then our food supplies ran out and we retreated to civilization. I will definitely return to the wilderness of Dovrefjell to see these amazing animals again someday.