Suddenly Håvard started to sound like an old Sami man. He said it was a local yoik form the area, but I couldn't quite remember where we were. I sat down by the fire and listen as Kristian grabbed his banjo and joined Håvard. Then I nervously blew into the harmonica and Markus, he just stared into the fire like it was trying to tell him something.
Stills: Kristian Matsson Sound: Kristian, Rolf and Håvard Stubö