Der ingen skulle tru at nokon kunne bu - Season 7

The fjord is as enchanting as the cluster of houses in the fjord bottom. Once, 300 people lived in Kirkefjorden in Lofoten. Now Oddvar Berntsen is the only one who is still in the winter. In Bunesfjorden, which runs parallel to Kirkefjorden, the situation is about the same. Outside, and behind the huge Bunessanden, lies a lonely little house by the sea. An elderly lady from Gothenburg has to go out there every single summer, even though the city is both roadless, waterless and powerless.

In the wilderness west of Femunden, Milda and Klas Femundshytten still live alone. When Klas grew up, fishing and catching were the basis of life. Now they count on their pensions by welcoming tourists who are served food in the barn, stories about mother Olave who gave birth in the barn, and stories from the time Femundshytta was an under-use during the copper works on Røros. But the biggest atmosphere is created by the cargo drivers when, on their way to Rørosmartnan, they enter Femundshytta with songs and games.

She grew up in the wealthy environment on the outskirts of New York - and she has never sat at a computer, never talked on a mobile phone or taken pictures at the wheel of a car. But she often sits behind the stingray, and evening and morning she sits on the barn stool in the light of a lantern. Jenny Endresen lives on the roadless and powerless mountain farm Moslid in Vinje in Telemark, and she lives as the farmers did a hundred years ago. The aim is to be self-help, live in harmony with nature and not destroy the earth.

City boy Knut Kastnes realized his dream of becoming a farmer when he bought the remote small farm Sæterstad in Hattfjelldal. He moved into a half-dilapidated house, he searched for an apartment, and Siri Kobberød from Trondheim came - and stayed. Together, they have transformed Sæterstad into a state farm. In one barn, they breed char and prepare razor fish for sale, and in another barn the goats supply raw material for what becomes a dozen types of cheese, the cheese at home on the farm.

She lives in a house in the forest by Homevassevje, in an old watchman's house by the disused Setesdalsbanen. She is a painter, and in the summer she stands outside and paints in flowered boots and otherwise nothing. If it hadn't been for the snake, she would have thrown the boots away. Kirsten Lundsgaardvig is Danish and colorful. She is also Catholic, and has even received the last oil. In addition, she lives in a team of thirteen rallars. They are all dead, but keep her just as full of good company.

Severin Rønes is 25 years old and says that he is like most young people. But he has settled down on a roadless, depopulated family farm by the Storfjorden in Sunnmøre. Here the Einebuaren lives as a sheep farmer and herder, he hunts deer and foxes and catches martens and gray cat. Last winter his boat was broken down during a big storm, and later the quay went the same way. But Severin did not give up. Now he clears forests to get the cultural landscape on the farm and on the farm in order.