IT’S 10pm and I’ve just jumped into the freezing Norwegian sea.
The water is a toe-numbing 8C and it feels like there are tiny pins in my legs as I try to catch my breath.
Even summers spent in Yorkshire’s Whitby, where the sea often felt like an ice bath, hadn’t quite prepared me for this plunge.
The thing I’m really struggling to get used to, though, is not the cold, but the fact that the sun is still shining well into the night.
We are so far north that the sun will not set tonight at all – or, in fact, any day until late August.