Røldal is a freeride cult resort: a single road in, a single road out, a tiny village around an old stave church, and a mountain that gets buried so often that the lift operators have to dig out the chairs more than once a week. The marked pistes are limited and intermediate-friendly, but it is the off-piste lines under Reinanuten and Reinaknuten that pull skiers and snowboarders from Bergen, Oslo and overseas. The terrain leans steep and open above the lifts, with cold, deep, salt-influenced Atlantic snow that is forgiving to ride and properly bottomless on a storm day. The village is small and unpolished; expect a couple of cafés, a ski shop, a sports hotel and self-catering cabins rather than a polished après-ski strip. Best for confident skiers who can handle weather, low visibility and the occasional wind-hold, and willing to wait out the storm for the powder day that follows.