Arriving on our Lofoten trip, we were set back: My husband's backpack had not arrived on the plane and it was containing our tent and his sleeping gear. Well. Nothing can be done, right? So we retreated to Harstad, on Vesteralen, instead of heading down towards Lofoten as we had originally planned.
There we stayed the night in a hotel and took a walk around town in the evening.
This night we started to notice what would be with us pretty much the whole time: Interesting skies.