1000 nervous runners line up at the start of the mountain marathon in Vålådalen, the tension in the air is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Standing ready, the start goes off with a bang that echoes in the valley. Like a colourful snake, runners set off on the marathon, up the first of the 3 summits. The early morning air is fresh and crisp, the morning mist drifts in over the lakes and hangs thick in the pine forests, runners feet parrying their way over the dew soaked moss and gnarled pine roots. This is a mountain marathon, essentially a marathon, but with the challenge of traversing a mountain range. The motto is just keep calm and place one foot in front of the other.