Squirreled away

The view was stunning. In the foreground an expanse of water played home to ice floes, whilst behind, granite peaks rose from kissing the icy water. Across the sky, flashing like a thousand wizards’ green cloaks, was the Aurora borealis.

Capturing the scene in extreme cold was the challenge. Facing backwards, bending over, taking the shot between his legs was tricky enough, but the fear of frostbite was gripping Michael. Going commando was one thing, but trouser dropping was downright dangerous.

In the end nature forced his twins into rapid upward retreat. There would be no nuts in this nutscape!