Due to bad weather forecast we changed our plans of hiking Jotunheimen to Trollheimen for this autumn vacation. In the heart of Trollheimen you can find the iconic mountain of Snota. I had a longtime wish of hiking to the summit (1669 m) and finally it could possibly be realized. For an old-timer like me it could well be my last chance. The trip was estimated to take eight hours, although this estimate is probably more relevant for young people. The weather was cloudy with occational sunshine but a strong wind required windproof gear. My wife wanted to follow. We left from Trollheimshytta lodge at nine in the morning. There is a walk of 6 km before the foot of the mountain is reached. Then there is a height difference of about 800 m to the top. At about 1000 m above sea level where most of the vegetation gives up my wife wanted to return. She told me to go ahead. There is no climbing involved so everyone can do it if they are in reasonably good shape. My hiking poles helps a lot to save work load on the legs. Close to the top I met three other hikers, one of them, a nice guy called Per Trygge Mundal was already familiar to me from the lodge. He offered to wait for me and walk together on the retour for safety reasons. I declined and said it was not necessary. I reached the summit at 15:30 but the wind was strong and suggested a short brake. After taking some photos in front of the top cairn I started on the retour. I had my last piece of chokolad and realized that I had brought too little food for the long way back to the lodge. About 300 m lower I hit the three other hikers. They had been waiting for me. We joined and continued the descent. I soon ran out of energy but Per kindly offered me peanuts and elk sausage from his voluminous backpack. We were still walking when the daylight slowly faded. Per then produced two flashlights, one for him and one for me. It would have been impossible to follow the path without the flashlights. At the lodge my wife was getting seriously nervous about me not returning before dark. She was about to organize a rescue search for Per and me when we finally hit the lodge at 09:30 pm. Everybody celebrated that it came to a happy end, although my legs were not behaving normally for quite a few hours after the trip.