During our Norwegian adventure, the intimidating outline of Kvænangsfjellet, with its jagged nunataks towering over glacial couloirs, left me in awe every single time we passed beneath its looming presence.

Again and again, I am reminded of the impossibility of truly sharing the experience of presence when the surrounding world is as dramatic, as rugged, and as beautiful as the Norwegian fjords.

There are certainly much bigger teeth than the craggy canines of Kvænangsfjellet elsewhere, but this time, for me, I beheld the teeth of the world and was utterly spellbound by their majesty.