The sun rising
My brother catching the sunrise
A winding path
A row of white birches have lined up close to the edge of the river, throwing nice shadows in my direction as the sun is rising behind them.
That is our tent, where we spent the night snoring. Ole Marius was still sound asleep when I shot this.
My brother lazily skipping the tripod. Bad boy. But that is what cheap equipment will do : If it does not give you pleasure, or if it is cumbersome to use, you simply wont. Pro tip: Get a proper tripod!