It's the final 24 hours of PlanetSKI's short trip to Trysil and there are two things on our Chief Reporter's agenda - to soak up some local ski culture and to search for the sun on the slopes.
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Tuesday 14th March
Happy Birthday Trysil
I have come to the conclusion that this place is full of friendly, super-enthusiastic people.
None more so than Roar Vingelsgaard.
What this man doesn't know about the history of skiing in Trysil is not worth knowing.
He is the volunteer curator of the Trysil Ski Museum, based in an old schoolhouse down the mountain in the town centre.
At PlanetSKI we love a bit of ski history and what a lot of history Trysil has for a town with just 6,700 permanent inhabitants.
The ski resort is celebrating its 50th birthday in 2017 but, like everywhere in Norway, skiing has been part of people's daily life for hundreds of years.
In the early days it was simply a means of transport.
The first cross-country competition was not held until 1857.
Ski racers 1906
Roar tells us of locals who skied 90km to get to a 50km race and then skied home again.
They breed them hard in Trysil.
One example is Hallgeir Brenden, a double Olympic champion in the 1950s - "the greatest" Roar calls him.
He fell on hard times and sold his medals.
He died before the museum was able to raise the cash from a local sponsor to buy them back for the town.
Hallgeir Brenden's Olympic medals
I love looking at the old, long wooden skis, marvelling at how it was ever possible to make a turn on them.
Roar tells us that the word ski originates from here.
It's a Norse name for wood and it's thought that's how we came to call them skis.
Skis made of ski
My favourite exhibit at the museum has to be Trysil's first chairlift.
The man who invented this back in 1957 had never seen a ski lift.
He simply used a small tractor engine and cables to winch people up the mountain.
The man and his machine
The official birth of Trysil as a ski resort came 10 years later in 1967 when the first drag lift was installed and two brothers who'd visited the Alps had the vision to create an alpine destination.
Now it's the biggest ski resort in the country and in its Golden Anniversary year I am going to give it one more chance to show me what it looks like in the sunshine.
It's the last day of our trip and there are less than two hours to spare for skiing before we have to head off on the 160km drive to Oslo airport.
I'm determined not to let the howling gale that's blowing and the risk of a repeat of zero visibility at the top (see below) to stop my quest for the elusive yellow ball in the sky.
I have recruited a partner in crime.
Pete is the only person on the trip up for the challenge.
The sky is looking a little brighter than it has been since we arrived, so I'm optimistic.
With not much time we almost fell at the first hurdle, or should I say the first drag.
What a drag
Fortunately the queue moved quickly and soon we were at the top.
We didn't get to tackle the super-steep black 75 run I mention below.
That will have to wait for another time.
Instead we did the 3km-long black 30 run from top to bottom, not seeing another soul until two thirds of the way down.
I have lost count of the number of times in 3 days I have asked myself where everyone is.
And then it was a blast down the race course.
And guess what?
What's that in the sky?
Yep. The clouds thinnned and the sun came out.
Not for long and at times only half-heartedly, but there is no question that it was the sun.
Clear view ahead
Thank you sunshine. Thank you Trysil. Thank you Norway.
I'll be seeing you
Final fling in Trysil
Monday 13th March
So, day two in Trysil started with another first.
Yesterday was my first experience of skiing in Norway (see below).
Today was my first experience of Yoga.
Wake Up Yoga, they called it, probably because it was taking place before breakfast, but possibly also because it was a bit like a physical version of an alarm clock, shocking those tired muscles back into action before another day of skiing.
Wake Up Yoga
In hindsight, it would have been better if I'd remembered to stretch those muscles at the end of my first day of skiing.
Then I wouldn't have turned up to the exercise studio feeling like the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz when he's out of lubricating oil.
"Relax the shoulders, breathe in through the nose."
Our teacher Annika Bogren repeated this mantra throughout the session as she encouraged us to twist our bodies into some basic Yoga poses, and then got us to hold them for what felt like way too long.
The Downward Dog and the Warrior are the only names I can remember.
"It doesn't matter if you sound like Darth Vader," Annika said reassuringly as the breathing of her novice pupils became heavier and heavier.
An hour later, my chi fully restored, it was time to meet the "locals", among them a young Brit who calls Norway his second home.
27-year-old Jack Kirby from Hampshire lives in Trysil all winter where he works as a ski and snowboard instructor.
He spent 4 years in Kicking Horse in Canada but has ended up here. He told me why.
Most skiers who come to Trysil are from Norway's neighbouring Scandinavian countries, Denmark (32 per cent) and Sweden (30 per cent).
Strangely the Norwegians themselves make up only 26 per cent of the resort's visitors.
The British are down at 3 per cent, but their numbers are growing. They've gone from zero to 3 per cent in 3 years.
This season Crystal Ski have introduced package holidays to Trysil for the first time. It calls the resort Norway's best-kept ski secret but it might not stay that way for long.
For now, though, it seems to be the case.
Today we once again cruised down quiet slopes, concentrating on tree-lined runs to keep out of the wind and cloud, enjoying the fresh light snowfall.
The ski day ended just like yesterday's, with thick fog making for a character-building journey back to home base!
Coming up next: A little bit of ski history as Trysil celebrates its 50th birthday. And the latest on the weather. Will the sun shine on PlanetSKI for our final few hours on the slopes?
Sunday 12th March
I am a Norway virgin.
I have never visited the country before, let alone skied here. In fact, this is going to be my first experience of skiing anywhere in Scandinavia and it's not going to involve those ridiculously thin, impossible to manage (for me, anyway) cross-country skis.
This morning I went to the ski hire shop and picked up a pair of stiff Blizzard slalom skis, perfect for blasting down the groomed slopes.
I wondered before travelling here whether downhill skiing in Norway would be worth the effort.
I feared the runs would be short and dull.
A look at the piste map reassured me.
There seemed to be a fair amount of terrain in Trysil.
Trysil piste map
Unfortunately the Norwegian sun didn't make an appearance on day one and it didn't look very appealing we prepared to set off.
The low cloud showed no sign of shifting.
There is only one word to describe what we found at the top of the mountain and that's fog.
Fortunately there are a lot of tree runs in Trysil and that's where we chose to spend much of the day.
You'd think everyone else would head there too.
In fact, where is everyone else? It's the weekend and the wide runs are virtually empty.
Spot the skier - me with the slope to myself
Where is everyone?
The runs are also beautifully groomed and, although the temperature is on the mild side ranging from minus 1 up to about 5 degrees, the snow has a distinctly wintry quality.
There's no slush, no sugary lumps.
Trysil (the correct pronunciation is Tree-Seel) is, as I mention in the video, small in comparison to ski resorts in the Alps, but it is Norway's biggest with 67 slopes covering 75km.
There is one mountain - Trysilfjellet - and the longest run is 3km top to bottom.
I have never skied such great snow at such low altitude.
Correction: I have never skied at such low altitude.
The top of the mountain is just 1,132 metres above sea level and you can ski down to 360 metres.
This is possible because of its location. Trysil is the blue dot on this Google map.
Where to find Trysil
It doesn't have the rugged high-mountain scenery of the Alps, or the extensive off-piste, but it aims itself firmly at the family market with areas devoted to young children.
I liked this one.
How to ride the lift
The maypole contraption teaches little novices how to ride a button lift.
Trysil has other things I've not seen in a ski resort.
Like an indoor barbecue for you to grill your own hot dogs.
Bring-your-own indoor barbecue
And a ski-in ski-out Kirkestua - or Church House - on the mountain.
Time for Church
On certain days of the week a priest bases himself here so you can you go in for a chat or a prayer if you feel so inclined.
He's not in residence today, so it's do-it-yourself.
"Dear God, please can we have some sunshine?"
Let us pray
They say it's so easy to find your way around the mountain that you can't get lost.
Not unless there is a complete whiteout, that is.
This was my view on the last chairlift of the day, by which time the fog had become a real pea-souper. (I don't think God was listening).
By the time we reached the top, it was even worse.
Despite this, one of my skiing pals laughingly declared: "I think it's clearing a bit".
His next words a few minutes - and a few turns later - were: "Where's the path? I can't see a f*****g thing".
Tomorrow, I'll be out on the slopes again, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed for better weather.
Maybe, if the visibility's OK, I'll head to Trysil's famous black 75.
While many of the black runs here are more like reds, this one certainly isn't. It's not very long but it has a 45 degree gradient.
Last week it opened for the first time this season so it would be a shame not to give it a go.
One thing's for sure. I won't be tackling it if "I can't see a f*****g thing".
I'll also be meeting up with a young Brit who came to Trysil on holiday with his family and loved it so much he now lives here and works as a snowboard instructor.
But before any of that, I have to get through a pre-breakfast session of something called "Wake Up Yoga".