Hey, you must come here and help me, forget the bicycling trip from Stockholm down through Europe. Just take the air-plain to Stockholm, stay a week or two there, go to Fotografiska to see the world’s largest photography institution, and then come here.

In many ways Totenåsen Hills was the Norwegian counterpart of Appalachian Mountains, here developed a quite strong, local religious movement among the poor people living up to the hills, singing religious folk songs without known origin now long forgotten. Many of these people were former serfs of the big farmers in the lowlands. They made song-groups everywhere, with fiddles, banjo, accordions, double shafted guitars and so on. Now only very few are alive, only one place is still a strong community with young people taking care of their heritage and their old prayer house.

Motvind or Counter Wind is growing in force, 20.000 members now, and they gather to fight back our evil and utterly satanic, incompetent and corrupt governments. I want to do my part to take back our country, with documenting the last remnants of what has been lost around the Totenåsen Hills, following in the footsteps of our apostel, a son of a serf, who came here to save all poor people around these hills at the end of the 1800th hundreds. A tall man, almost two metres, with an enormous physics, nobody was able too keep up with him when he walked around, when his followers wanted to rest after walking up a mountain he continued making gymnastic exercises while the others rested, otherwise his body would stiffen he told, and he had a deep, powerfull voice, an excellent musician! I think he saved every person he met!

Your video is utterly inspirational, and I want to work exactly the same way as you do! Only very little is left of the old Norway here I live and in the rest of the country as well, much, much less than in New Mexico. People turned inward, insulate themselves or become vulgar bullies, nothing between, the old kind of personality I faintly remember from my childhood, is gone. But I’ll still do what I can to catch the last, faint remnants with my camera. And maybe something new can grow out of this work?