Break the routines of your body and mind. Speed wakes up the butterflies in the pit of your stomach.
Ice particles fly onto your face, your visual field narrows down to a streak, your muscles find a new rhythm. Each new terrain opens up a new possibility. A curve, a jump, a fast turn. Inside you a warm wave washes over you, reaching all the way down to your fingertips.
Movement stops just as quickly as it started. The total silence of the vast wilderness is deafening. Up here, speed does not mean you’re in a hurry. There is time to pause.
All eight seasons of Lapland call you to move on land, water and in the air.