En smule impulsivt. Dag tre, Aurlandsdalen.

Da var dagen kommet, jeg skulle f oppleve Aurlandsdalen. Jeg kom meg avgrde litt tidlig, jeg var usikker p hvor lang tid jeg kom til bruke, men jeg visste at bussen gikk kl. 16.40 i Vassbygdi og den mtte jeg n. 



I sterb kvelden fr var det masse folk. Jeg var redd for at det kom til bli k gjennom dalen. Fra teltplassen min kunne jeg se de frste turgerene. Men det s ikke ut til bli overbefolket med det frste. Det gikk faktisk veldig fint. Det ble til at jeg traff de samme folkene flere ganger da vi passerte hverandre ved pauser. Og p tur er alle sosiale og hyggelige, det var faktisk veldig kjekt! 



Dalen levde opp til alle forventninger. Den var virkelig spektakulr. Tidvis var det jungel, s var det dype raviner og bratte skrenter, for ende opp i den imponerende nedstigingen fra Sinjarheim. Jeg gikk nederste del av stien i begynnelsen. Det var nylig gtt et ras i Bjrnstigen, s en ble anbefalt ikke g der. Jeg traff en som hadde gtt der og han sa det gikk helt fint. Helt greit g nederste del ogs, den var fantastisk flott. Jeg fr dra tilbake en annen gang og prve Bjrnstigen. 



Turen var lang, men fantastisk. Det var nedstigningen fra Sinjarheim som var tffes. Der fikk knrne kjrt seg. Et stykke nedi dalen traff jeg igjen en utlending som jeg hadde gtt forbi flere ganger og han var gtt forbi meg. Han hadde stoppet opp og stod med blanke yner s tilbake p en foss. Jeg lirte av meg en hflighets frase om at det var nydelig utsikt. Han svarte andektig; its paradise. 



Jeg pratet ikke noe mer med han, men jeg ble litt rrt av hvor rrt han var. Jeg er oppvokst p vestlandet og er vant til alle disse fossene og fantastisk natur, men for en som kanskje har vokst opp i et helt annet milj, m det ha fltes som paradis p jord. 



I Vassbygdi var det en fin vente plass med en liten kiosk. Jeg hadde beregnet mer enn god nok tid, s jeg mtte vente i over en time fr bussen kom. Men det var helt greit, jeg koste meg i solen, spiste is og luftet gnagsrene. 

Bussen gikk til Flm hvor jeg ogs mtte vente i over en time fr neste buss. Flm var som vanlig invadert av turister og cruise skip. Det var bare menge seg med dem, slappe av p en kafe og spise hamburger! Og ikke minst mimre litt. Det er noen r siden, men jeg glemmer aldri de flotte kajakk turene vi har hatt mellom Gudvangen og Flm. Det var et rlig arrangert lp som het releiken. Vi pleide ta det p to dager sammen med masse andre kjekke folk. Vi overnattet i telt underveis, hadde stort bl og mye moro. 

Mimringen tok slutt, bussen kom og jeg tok den tilbake til Arna der bilen min stod og ventet p meg. 

Det var som alltid godt komme hjem etter en tur i villmarken, ta seg en dusj, f p rene klr og sitte i en sofa i en varm stue. Men herlighet for en flott tur jeg har hatt. Og det trenger ikke vre dyrt. Om en gidder dra med seg telt fr en oppleve naturen p en helt annen mte, og en sparer mye penger. Men det hadde vrt fint om noen kunne betale meg for dra p tur, for jeg har lyst p mer, jeg har ikke tid til dra p jobb. Jeg drmmer om padle kajakk i Lofoten, g Norge p langs, oppleve Rondane og Jotunheimen, st p ski fra Finse til Haukeliseter og ikke minst, g the Pacific crest trail p USAs vestkyst! 


 

English:

Finally the day had come, I would experience Aurlands valley. I got off a little early, I'm not sure how long it would take, but I knew the bus was going at 4.40 pm in Vassbygdi and I needed to be on it. In sterb the night before were lots of people. I was afraid that it was going to be queuing through the valley. From my tent I could see the first walkers. But it did not seem to get crowded soon. It was actually very nice.  I met the same people several times when we passed each other by pauses. And out hiking everyones social and pleasant, it was very nice! The valley lived up to all expectations. It was really spectacular. Occasionally there was jungle, there were deep ravines and steep inclines, to end up in the impressive descent from Sinjarheim. I hiked the bottom of the trail at the beginning. The trip was long, but wonderful. The descent from Sinjarheim was tough. My knees suffered hard.

A bit down the valley, I met again a foreigner I had walked past several times and he had past me. He had stopped and stood with shining eyes looking back at a waterfall. I said a politeness phrase that it was a lovely view. He responded reverently; its paradise. I talked no more with him, but I was a little touched by how touched he was. I grew up on the west coast and are used to all these waterfalls and breathtaking scenery, but for one that may have grown up in a completely different environment, it must have felt like paradise on earth. 

In Vassbygdi there was a nice waiting area with a small kiosk. I had estimated more than enough time, so I had to wait for over an hour before the bus arrived. But it was okay, I just enjoyed the sun, ate icecreame and rested my blister feet. 

The bus went to Flom where I also had to wait for over an hour before the next bus. Flom was as usual invaded by tourists and cruise ships. It was just to mingle with them, relax at a cafe and eat hamburger! And I remembered earlier trips to Flom. It's a few years ago, but I'll never forget the great kayak trips we've had between Gudvangen and Flom. It was an annual organized races named releiken. We used to take it in two days along with plenty of other fine people. We stayed overnight in tents along the way, had bonfires and lots of fun.  

The bus came and I took it back to Arna where my car was waiting for me.

It was as always good to come home after a trip in the wilderness, take a shower, get on clean clothes and sitting on a sofa in a warm room. But what a great trip I had. And it need not be expensive. If one bothered to bring a tent one get to experience nature in a completely different way, and saves a lot of money. But it would be nice if someone could pay me to go on tour, because I want more, I do not have time to go to work. I dream about kayaking in Lofoten, hike Norway in the middle, experience Rondane and Jotunheimen, skiing Finse to Haukeliseter and especially, do the Pacific Crest trail on the west coast of USA!

En smule impulsivt. Dag to.

Det er en fantastisk opplevelse vkne opp i telt midt p fjellet til en solskinns dag. Jeg hadde ikke noe hastverk, det ble en lang og slapp morgen. Det var litt varmere i luften og jeg kunne pakke vekk lue og hansker.



Jeg kom meg avgrde til slutt og fortsatte i lett steinete terreng mot Steinbergdalshytta som er en nedlagt DNT hytte. Det var litt trist se den nedlagte hytta, den var lett overgrodd og bar preg av forfall. Tunet var fullt av sauebsj, de nye ?beboerene? hadde tatt seg godt til rette.



Jeg fant meg en plass i le for vinden og tok lunsj pause. Turen gikk videre mot sterb. Jeg var ikke forberedt p terrenget jeg n mtte forsere. Det var bratt, ulendt, vtt og mye buskas. At det idet hele tatt gr en sti der er helt sprtt. Men her har Ola Nordmann vandret i alle de r, helt uberrt av hydeskrekk og andre skrekker. Jeg lider av lett hydeskrekk, men det var bare se rett frem og satse p at det gikk bra.



Det var andre folk ute p tur ogs. Jeg gikk forbi en gruppe tyske turister. De hadde dongeribukse og tysko. Noen av dem s ut til slite i det ulendte terrenget. Jeg synes litt synd i dem, for det var langt igjen.



Da jeg endelig nrmet meg sterb var jeg helt most i knrne. Dagsetappen var mye lengre og tffere enn jeg hadde regnet med. Jeg gikk innom turist hytten p sterb. Her mtte de no ha Solo tenkte jeg. Men neida, kun Fanta her ogs. Jeg ble s skuffet at jeg kjpte pepismax og en juice istede. Det var litt fristenede sl seg ned p campingplassen der. Men hun i resepsjonen sa at det var noen fine omrder videre p stien, s jeg valgte g videre. Det ble litt lengre enn jeg hadde tenkt, jeg endte opp ved Nesb vannet der jeg fant en fin liten rydning med plass til mitt lille telt. Det var blitt ganske seint, solen var gtt ned og det ble raskt veldig rtt og fuktig. Teltet kom opp, ?kveldsbad? og middag ble unnagjort raskt og jeg kom meg i posen.


Flg med, i morgen kommer siste etappe, fantastisk Aurlandsdalen.

   

English:

It's an amazing experience to wake up in a tent in the middle of the mountain to a sunshine day. I had no rush, I had a long, slow morning. It was a little warmer in the air and I could stow away my hat and gloves.

I got off eventually and continued in easy rocky terrain towards Steinbergdal cabin which is a disused DNT cabin. It was a little sad to see the abandoned cabin, it was overgrown and showed signs of decay. The courtyard was full of sheep poop, the new "residents" had made them self comfortable.

I found a place sheltered from the wind and took lunch break. The tour went ahead against sterb. I was not prepared for the terrain I now had to hike. It was steep, rugged, wet and much shrubbery. Why there are any path at all there is totally crazy. But here Ola Nordmann (John Doe) has walked for many years, completely untouched by fear of heights and other horrors. I suffer from fear of heights but it was just to look straight ahead and dont think.

There were other people out and about too. I walked past a group of German tourists. They had jeans and sneakers. Some of them seemed to struggle a bit in the rugged terrain. I feel a bit sorry for them, because it was far to go.

When I finally approached sterb I was completely mashed in my knees. The hike had been much longer and tougher than I had expected. I went to the tourist lodge at sterb. Here they must have Solo I thought. But no, just Fanta here too. I was so disappointed that I bought pepismax and a juice istede. 
There was little campsite there. But the girl at the reception said that there were some nice sites on the trail, so I chosed to move on. It was a little longer than I had thought, I ended up at Nesb lake where I found a nice little clearing space for my little tent. It had become quite late, the sun had set and it quickly became very raw and damp. The tent came up, "evening bath" and dinner was done in no time and I got into my sleepingbag.

Stay tuned, tomorrow I will blog about the last day, Aurlandsdalen.

#friluftsliv #teltliv #fjelltur #aurlandsdalen 

En smule impulsivt

Jeg vet ikke helt hva som var grunnen men plutselig stod jeg med kartet over Aurland i hnden. Jeg kjpte det i fjor fordi jeg hadde planer om g Aurlandsdalen som en del av den planlagte fire ukers turen min. Jeg fikk aldri brukt dette kartet, det var mye sn p det i fjor...

Men n var det meldt fint vr noen dager og da fikk jeg lyst prve. Jeg googlet Aurlandsdalen og fikk opp turforslag fra DNT. De kalte dalen for creme de la creme, dalen over alle daler og den mtte oppleves:) 

Forslaget deres var en tre dagers tur med start p Finse. Det hrtes ut som en fantastisk tur s jeg booket togbillett ganske raskt. Toget gikk tidlig mandags morgen s jeg hadde bare to dager til planlegge og handle inn. Men det tok ikke langt tid, jeg hadde knapt pakket vekk utstyret fra forrige tur.

Mandags morgen stod jeg latterlig tidlig opp for rekke toget p Arna stasjon. Turen tok knappe to timer. Det var gy g av p Finse, det har jeg aldri gjort fr.

Men det var veldig kaldt. Lue og hansker mtte frem. 

Frste del av turen gikk oppover mot Klemsbu, en liten ubetjent lst DNT hytte.

Det var fantastisk vre p tur igjen, spesielt siden det var opplett og trre stier. Litt sur vind og overskyet men ved hytta begynte skydekket lsne og jeg kunne sitte i solveggen og kose meg med lunsj.



Turen fortsatte i trt steinete terreng. Hyeste punkt denne dagen var toppen Sankt Pl med sine 1695 moh. Men for f med seg denne toppen s mtte en ta en liten avstikker fra stien. N er det alltid slik at den toppen en tror at en ser rett der oppe, sjelden er den toppen en skal til. Jeg kaller de "lure-topper". Slik var det her og, det var selvsagt en ekstra dal og en ny topp langt der bak fr en kom opp p Sankt Pl. S da gadd jeg ikke g opp dit...Jeg tror ikke jeg gikk glipp av s forferdelig mye, hele turen i seg selv var en eneste stor vandring i utsikt.



Nedstigningen mot Geiterygghytta var herlig. Utrolig bart og karrig landskap med mange nydelige fjellvann var spektakulrt.

Jeg stoppet innom Geiterygghytta for n ville jeg ha en Solo. De hadde bare Fanta.. Det var skikkelig nedtur. Forklaringen var at daglig leder var ogs veldig glad i Solo, og hadde tydeligvis drukket opp alt. Drlig gjort alts. Jeg spurte fint om jeg kunne f kjpe litt melk, men det fikk jeg ikke. Det ante meg at daglig leder hadde drukket opp den og..

Det var ikke annet gjre enn rusle videre med en middelmdig Fanta.

Jeg gikk i ca en time til fr jeg slo leir ved et idyllisk lite vann. Solen var fortsatt oppe men det var ikke noe varme. Jeg fikk opp teltet, tatt en slags kveldsbad og tok p meg alt jeg hadde av trre klr.

Middagen bestod av potetmos og plser. Potetmos uten melk. Jeg skulle selvsagt ha kjpt potetmos med melk, men n var det no snn at den uten melk var p tilbud.... Sparte hele ti kroner der gitt. Hadde jeg ftt kjpe melk p Geiterygghytta hadde jeg gladelig betalt mye. S snn sett kunne jeg ha gtt kraftig i minus. Det var nok til det beste at jeg ikke fikk kjpe melk. Og potetmosen smakte fortreffelig den.

Det ble en tidlig kveld. Nr solen gikk ned var det ikke mer finne p enn komme seg i posen og prve holde varmen..;)

Dag to (Geiterygghytta-sterb) kommer i morgen.:)

English:

I do not know what was the reason but suddenly I was standing with the map of Aurland in hand. I bought it last year because I had plans to hike Aurlands valley as part of the planned four-week trip. I never used this map, there was a lot of snow on it last year ... But now it was notified nice weather for a few days and then I wanted to try. I googled Aurlands valley and got up suggestions from DNT (norwegian tourist board). They called the valley  the creme de la creme, the valley of all valleys and it must be experienced :) 

Their proposal was a three day trip starting at Finse. It sounded like an amazing trip so I booked a train ticket rather quickly. The train went early Monday morning so I had only two days to plan and act in. But it did not take long time, I barely had packed away the equipment from the previous trip. 

Monday morning I stood up ridiculously early to catch the train at Arna Station. The trip took just under two hours. It was fun to get off at Finse, I've never done before. But it was very cold. Hat and gloves had to unpack.. The first part of the trip went up against Klemsbu, a small  locked DNT cabin. It was fantastic to be hiking again, especially since it was no rain and dry trails. Slightly bitter wind and overcast but at the cabin began cloudiness loosen and I could sit in the sun and enjoy lunch. The hike continued in dry rocky terrain. The highest point on this day was top St. Paul with its 1695 meter over sealimit. But to get to this top I had to take a little detour from the trail. The little detour was longer than I cared for do I dropped it.. I do not think I missed so terribly much, the whole trip itself was one big hike in view. 

The descent towards Geiteryggcabin was delightful. Incredibly unique landscape with many beautiful mountain lake was spectacular. I stopped by Geiteryggcabin, now I wanted a Solo. They only had Fanta .. It was disappointing. The explanation was that the manager was also very fond of Solo, and had obviously been drinking up everything. Bummer. I asked nicely if I could buy some milk, but they said no. I sensed that the Chief Executive had drunk that too.. There was nothing else to do than to hike on with a boring Fanta. 

I walked for about an hour before I camped by a little pond. The sun was still up but there was no heat. I got up the tent, had a kind of evening bath and put on everything I had of dry clothes. The dinner consisted of mashed potatoes and sausages. Mashed potatoes without milk. I should of course have bought mashed potatoes with milk, but the one without milk was on sale.... Saved me a few dollars.. but had I been allowed to purchase milk at Geiterygghytta I had gladly paid a lot. It was probably for the best that I could not buy milk. And the no milk mashed potatoes tasted great anyway.

It was an early night. When the sun went down there was nothing more to do than to get into the sleeping bag and try to keep warm ..;) 

Day Two (Geiteryggcabin- sterb) tomorrow:)

#friluftsliv #turjenter #fjelltur #teltliv #aurlandsdalen

Nyttig og unyttig

Og hvordan gikk det s med sko, liggeunderlag, solcellepanel osv.?

For begynne med skoene s var de vt i to uker. Selv etter en halv dag og en natt hengende over en vedovn, var de ikke trr. Men de var kjempegode g med. Og det var bare noen f ganger de ble helt gjennomvte. Det var nr det regnet sinnssykt, og nr vi trakket gjennom gjrme, sle, vann og vte busker over lang tid. Men kalle fjellsko med gortex for vanntett, ja det er bare tull og tys. De tler litt vann, det str kanskje med liten skrift et eller annet sted. Vi var enig om at gamasjer hadde vrt en god investering. Det fr bli til neste ekspedisjon. 


Skoene fr og etter....

Liggeunderlaget fra mammut var en suksess. Eneste minuset var at det var litt smalt, men s hadde jeg jo tenkt bli like smal i lpet av turen, s det fikset seg selv tenkte jeg... Det var lett i vekt, tok liten plass og var enkelt pumpe opp. Faktisk s fikk vi ofte varmen i oss under pumpingen. 

Solcellepanelet var en fiasko. Det virket, men best i solskinn og det brukte hundre r p lade opp mobilen. Og s var det stort og ikke vanntett. Det ble sendt i posten fra Voss, da var jeg lei av dra p det. Jeg har levert det tilbake. Fikk heldigvis pengene igjen.

Jeg var veldig glad for strikke ullundertysettet mitt, men det gikk dessverre ogs med pakken fra Voss. Det var faktisk meldt bedre vr s jeg ville frigjre litt vekt til noen ste sm enheter med rdvin og mouserende vin fra polet... De var faktisk en kjempe suksess. Det var fantastisk deilig sette seg ned etter en lang dag med en liten "pose" vin.

Jeg beholdt den nyeste strikke genseren min i alpakka. Det var jeg glad for. Den holdt meg varm flere ganger. Vrmeldingen var helt feil...


Deilig genser i tynn alpakka. Gi meg en lyd om du vil bestille en;).

Sekken jeg bruker har drlige skulder reimer s jeg har brukt skumgummi for at den ikke skal gnage helt inn til beinet. Jeg tenkte at det var lurt med ekstra skumgummi og jeg fikk de andre til kjpe med seg hver sin svamp. Men de hadde kjpt nye sekker. Med kjempegodt skulder reimer. 

S da str det ny sekk p nskelisten min og. Men svampen viste seg vre nyttig. Den ble brukt som oppbygging i en sko pga gnagsr p ankelen og til suge opp vann da det lekket inn i ene teltet da det viste seg at det manglet litt av ene stangen...


 

I fjor gikk jeg ned mange kilo etter tre uker p tur. I r gikk jeg i 13 dager. Jeg veide meg ikke fr jeg reiste, men hadde pakket en dongeribukse til country festivalen som var litt trang. Jeg trodde den skulle slenge rundt meg nr jeg tok den p, men jeg ble nok litt skuffet. Den var fremdeles litt trang, s noe voldsomt kilo tap ble det ikke denne gangen. Men noe har det nok blitt, jeg kjenner meg smalere og strammere. Jeg er godt fornyd. Men jeg orker ikke sjekke vekta...

I fjor var jeg kvalm, drlig og spiste nok altfor lite. I r har jeg spist mer og vi hadde med tabletter til fjellvannet for utelukke bakterier som jeg mistenker gjorde meg drlig i fjor. 

N er det jogging som str verst p aktivitets listen. Jeg har tenkt melde meg p Bath half igjen...

En og annen fjelltur blir det nok ogs, bde med og uten telt.:)

English:

So how did it go with new shoes, sleeping mats, solar panels etc.? To begin with the shoes they were wet for two weeks. Even after half a day and a night hanging over a stove, they were not dry. But they were good on my feet. And there were only a few times they were completely drenched. That was when it rained insanely, and when we walked through mud, water and wet bushes for a long time. But calling hiking boots with gortex for waterproof, that's just nonsense. They tolerate some water, perhaps its written in small print somewhere.

We agreed that water proof leggings had been a good investment. It will be for the next expedition. 

The sleeping mat from mammoth was a success. Only minus was that it was a little narrow, but my plan was to get smaller by the day so it would be perfect ... 

It was lightweight, took up little space and was easy to inflate. In fact we often got heated up during pumping. 

The solar panel was a failure. It worked, but only in sunshine and it took one hundred years to recharge your mobile. And it was big and not waterproof. I sendt it home by mail from Voss, I was tired of dragging it around. I handed it back to the store and got my money back. 

I was very happy with my knitted wool set, but it was unfortunately also with the package from Voss. It was actually reported better weather so I would free up some weight for a few small boxes of red wine ... They were actually a great success. It was wonderful to sit down after a long day with a small "bag" wine. 

I kept my newest knit sweater in alpaca. It kept me warm several times. The weather forecast was completely wrong ... 

The backpack I use have bad shoulder straps so I have used foam for it not to gnaw my bones. I thought it was wise with extra foam and I got the others to buy with them a sponge. But they had bought new backpack. With great new good shoulder straps. A new backpack is now on my wish list. But sponge proved to be useful. It was used as building up a shoe because of blisters on one ankle and to suck up water when it leaked into the tent.

Last year I lost many kilos after three weeks on tour. This year I hiked for 13 days. I did not weighed myself before I left, but had packed a pair of jeans to the country festival which was a bit tight. I thought it was going to fling around me when I took it on, but I was a bit disappointed. It was still a bit tight so I did not loose so many kilos this time, but I feel very good and I am pleased. But I dont feel like checking the weight ... 

Last year I was sick and did not eat enough This years I have eaten more and we had tablets to put in the drinking water to exclude bacteria which I suspect made me sick last year. 

Now it is jogging on top of my activity list. I'm planning to do the Bath half again in March....I need to improve my time.

An occasional hike will happen too, with and without a tent. :)

#fjelltur #utstyr #fjellsko #teltliv #utno

Geilo - Rjukan del 4.

Vi ble mektig imponert over Kalhovd turisthytte. Middag ble servert kl sju. Alle ble stuet inn i spisesalen etter nye gjennomtenkt bordplassering. Vi var ganske mange. Da alle hadde satt seg kom kokken ut og presenterte dagens meny. Han tok seg ogs tid til anbefale god drikke til. Dette ble gjort med stor innlevelse og entusiasme. Vi kunne fle at dette var en som var stolt av jobben sin og brydde seg. Han skrudde forventningene hyt opp og vi gledet oss til et herskapelig mltid. 



Vi ble ikke skuffet. Nydelig fiskesuppe med lakseboller til forrett, lammeskank med hjemmelaget potetmos til hovedrett og sitron sorbet med jordbr skum til dessert. Midt i hovedretten kom kokken ut med pfyll av lam og potetstappe til de som greide mer. Imponerende service. Alt gikk raskt og greit for seg, alle servitrene var flinke og effektiv. En veldig flott opplevelse, jeg kan virkelig anbefale et opphold p Kalhovd med tre retters middag.

Neste morgen koste vi oss med lang frokost. Vi hadde ikke noe hastverk. Denne natten skulle vi ligge i telt. Det var meldt 2 grader om natten s vi hadde lyst sl leir s sent som mulig. Da kunne vi legge oss tidlig fr kulden tok oss....

Klokken ble over tolv fr vi forlot den koselige peisestuen.



Turen gikk over fjell, ved vann, p anleggsvei og nedenfor en demning. Vi fant ogs en elv vade over.



Planen var g s langt vi orket og litt til... jo mer vi gikk denne dagen jo mindre ble det neste dag. Heldigvis kom vi oss til dit jeg campet i fjor. Det er en nydelig plass ved Sudtjnn med fantastisk utsikt mot Gaustatoppen. Det var alt begynt bli ganske kaldt, men et siste bad mtte til. Med luen fremdeles p tok vi et siste utendrs "bad" p denne turen.



Vi gikk og la oss med alle klrene p. Det var virkelig kaldt. Vi frs litt men ikke grusomt mye. Neste morgen var det heldigvis varmer. Det var tid for siste etappe mot Rjukan. Vi brukte ca tre timer til Krossobanen. 



Vel nede traff vi Lise som ville vre med p siste del av turen, country festival p Seljord.

Men det viktigste frst, en feit hamburger og pepsimax p den lokale hamburger sjappen:)

English:

We were greatly impressed by Kalhovd tourist lodge. Dinner was served at seven. All were seated nicely so we would fit into the dining room. We were quite a few. When everyone had sat down the chef came out and presented the day's menu. He also took time to recommend a good drink to. This was done with great eager and enthusiasm. We could feel that this was someone who was proud of his job and cared. He got expectations high up and we looked forward to a special meal.

We were not disappointed. Gorgeous fish soup with salmon rolls for starter, lamb shank with homemade mashed potatoes for the main course and lemon sorbet with strawberry foam for dessert. Amidst the main course, the chef came out with replenishment of lamb and mashed potatoes to those who managed more. Impressive service. Everything went quickly and smoothly,  all the waiters were good and efficient. A very nice experience, I can really recommend a stay at Kalhovd with three course dinner.

The next morning we enjoyed a long breakfast. We had no rush. This night we would sleep in tents. It was reported 2 degrees Celsius at night so we wanted to camp as late as possible. Then we could go to bed early before the cold took us ....

The clock was twelve before we left the cozy fireplace lounge.

The tour went over mountain, water, construction roads and below a dam. We also found a river to wade across. The plan was to go as far as we could bear and then some more.. the more we went that day the less we would need to hike the next day. Luckily we came us to where I camped last year. It is a lovely place at Sudtjnn with stunning views towards Gaustatoppen. It was starting to get pretty cold, but one last bath had to be done. With the hat still on, we took a last outdoor "bath" on this trip.

We went to bed with all the clothes on. It was really cold. We froze a little. Next morning it was warmer. It was time for the final hike to Rjukan. We walked about three hours to Krossobanen.

Once down at Rjukan we met Lise who would join us for the last part of the trip, country festival at Seljord.

But first things first, a fat hamburger and pepsimax at the local hamburger grill:)

 

Geilo - Rjukan del 3.

P Mrbu likte vi oss godt. Det var varmt og koselig der. Og de hadde ganske gode senger. Innendrs. Jeg tror vi sov veldig bra alle sammen. 

Det regnet og blste neste dag. Det var ikke s veldig fristende g videre, men vi hadde allerede bestemt at vi skulle g til neste hytte og sove der. Det vil si, ikke alle hadde planer om g s mye. Aina og Siren var ganske sliten og hadde vonde gnagsr. De hadde som nevnt ftt nyss i at det var mulig ta en bt innover mot Kalhovd turisthytte... og den bten gikk om ettermiddagen, slik at de mest sannsynlig kunne n neste middag. Det hadde et lite stykke g fra bten, men tror du ikke luringene greide f haik? Og kom frem i goood tid fr middag....hele seansen ble notert som mytteri...;)

Jaja, noen slappet av i hytten hele dagen og koste seg med underholdende bker, sjokolade og brus, mens den tffeste av oss trosset regn og vind og la i vei den 6 timers lange turen;).



Jeg hadde gtt her fr og hadde en viss ide om hva som ventet meg. Det begynte ganske bra fr stien gikk over til gjrme. S kom jeg til frste utfordring. Elven var ganske full og det s ikke ut som noen enkel oppgave komme seg over. Det kom noen karer gende fra en hytte like ved. Han frste sa at han hadde lagt ut noen planker lenger oppe i elven. Det var ca 100-150 meter g oppover dit. Han andre sa at det var bare de tffeste som vadet over der vi stod. Det avgjorde selvsagt saken. Jeg fikk av fjellsko og p med crocks. Ingen skulle tro at ikke jeg var super tff! 

Vannet rakk til over knrne noen plasser og jeg mtte krype og klatre over store og sm steiner. Men jeg klarte det. Tffingen meg.;)



Jeg kom meg over frste fjell. Og husket at jeg hadde insistert p ta med stormkjkkenet slik at jeg kunne varme grt og te, men at rdspriten l i sekken til Siren...

Men vret var hplst s jeg hadde nok ikke giddet fyre opp uansett. Det gikk i wasa cereal bars, sjokolade og pepsimax. Flott turmat...

Vel nede fra frste fjell kom neste hindring, en ny oversvmt elv. Denne var ikke like ille som den frste. Jeg vadet over med crocks lett som bare det. Supertffe meg.;)



Etter andre fjell var jeg glad for komme ned til Kalhovd. Aina hadde ringt og satt oss p venteliste, s jeg visste ikke om vi fikk rom. Jeg fikk tilbud om ett rom med familiekye og takket ja til det. Jeg fikk penger til dusjen og kunne lykkelig konstatere at ikke bare hadde de fine dusjer, de hadde normale doer ogs.:) 

Nydusja og lykkelig gikk jeg ned i peisestuen for vente p de andre.;)

Fortsettelse flger...

English:

At Mrbu we had a great time. It was warm and cozy there. And they had pretty good beds. Indoor. I think we slept really well all of us. It rained and blew the next day. It was not very tempting to go ahead, but we had already decided that we would go to the next cabin and sleep there. That is, not all had plans to go so far. Aina and Siren were pretty tired and had painful blisters. They had as mentioned heard that it was possible to take a boat in toward Kalhovd tourist cabin ... and the boat went in the afternoon, so they most likely could reach the next dinner. It was a small distance to walk from the boat, but ofcurse they managed to hitch a ride..And arrived in goood time before dinner .... the whole session was listed as mutiny ...;) 

Well, they relaxed in the lodge all day and enjoyed themselves with entertaining books, chocolate and soda, while the toughest of us got out in the rain and wind and set off for the 6 hour long hike;).

I had hiked here before and had some idea of ​​what awaited me. It started quite well before the trail went over to mud. 

Then I came to the first challenge. The river was quite full and it did not look like an easy task to get over. Some guys came walking from a cottage nearby. One said he had layed out some planks further up the river. There were about 100-150 meters to go up there. The others said that it was only the toughest who waded over where we stood. That settled, of course, the case. I got off the hiking boots and on with crocks. No one should think that I was not super tough! The water attracted to the knees a few places and I had to crawl and climb over large and small rocks. But I did it. Tougher than the rest .;) 

I got over the first mountain. And remembered that I had insisted on bringing the storm kitchen so I could warm porridge and tea, but that methylated spirit was in the sack of Siren ... But the weather was hopeless so i would not had bothered to fire up anyway. I ate wasa cereal bars, chocolate and pepsimax. Great hiking food ... 

Once down from the first mountain came next obstacle, a new flooded river. This was not as bad as the first. I waded over with crocks easy as that. Super Tough me .;) 

After the second mountain, I was happy to get down to Kalhovd. Aina had called and put us on a waiting list, so I did not know if we got the room. I was offered one room with a bunk and accepted it. I got money to shower and could happily conclude that not only had they nice showers, they had normal toilets too. :) 

All cleaned up and happy I went down in the lounge to wait for the others.;) 

To be continued...

Geilo - Rjukan del 2.

Jeg tror vi sov snn passe alle sammen den natten. Kroppen var stiv og stl etter mange timers vandring. Det var dukket opp diverse gnagsr og flere myggstikk.

Heldigvis holdt vrmeldingen litt hva den lovet, det var opplett og sol neste morgen.

Frste del av dages tur gikk p den gamle Nordmannslepa som var hovedfartsre mellom vest og st i gamle dager. N er den en populr traktor lignende vei som brukes til bde fot- og sykkel turer.

Veien endte ved Solheimstulen turisthytte. Her var det ikke pent ( kun helg), men vi tok en tidlig lunsj pause siden vi gikk fort tom for energi. skippe mltider er ikke lurt nr en er p langtur. Middagen som vi ikke fikk i oss kvelden fr gjorde oss litt fortere slapp.

Vi fortsatte ferden over neste fjell der vi klarte g feil. Det ble litt trasking i ulendt terreng som tok mye energi. Aina og Siren kom i prat med en skikkelig fjellkar som kunne det meste om ruten vi skulle. Da han nevnte noe om en bt, ble de frste ideene om det forestende mytteriet skapt...

Men uansett, vi hadde bestemt oss for prve komme oss til Mrbu turisthytte. Det var meldt mer drittvr og kaldt, s vi hadde veldig lyst til overnatte innendrs.

Dette innebar at vi mtte g mye lengre enn dagen fr. Da vi kom til stranden der jeg hadde campet ret fr, ble vi enige om bite tennene sammen og fortsette til hytten. Det var kaldt og surt og det fristet ikke sove ute.

Etter langt om lenge s vi Mrbu i det fjerne. Men det tok vinter og vr komme frem.... Det var tre ganske s slitne damer som ramlet inn drene og sg bedende p resepsjonisten om f ett rom for natten. Hun dro litt p det, men kom plutselig p at hun hadde et siste rom ledig. Da hun i tillegg spurte om de skulle varme oppigjen middag til oss, holdt vi p besvime av lykke. 

Ti minutter senere satt vi godt og varmt med stearinlys p bordet og hver vr tallerken hjemmelaget middag. Litt senere satt vi i en god og lun peisestue og nippet til hver vr fantastiske halvliter. Etter ha vrt p farten i ca ellve timer var vi kommet til himmelen.:)

Neste dag var det duket for mytteri...

Fortsettelse flger...

 

English:

I think we slept kind of well that night. The body was stiff and sore after hours of hiking. Several chafing and mosquito bites had appeared.

Luckily, weather was a bit as it promised, it was no rain but sun the next morning.

The first part of the trip went on the old Nordmannsslepa which was the main access route between west and east Norway in the old days. Now it is a popular tractor similar track used for both hiking and cycling.

The road ended at Solheimstulen tourist lodge. It was not open (only weekend), but we took an early lunch break since we walked quickly out of energy. To skip meals is not advisable when one is on a long trip. The dinner which we did not cook the night before made us a bit weaker.

We continued the journey over the next mountain where we missed the path. There was little hiking in rugged terrain that took a lot of energy. Aina and Siren got talking to a real mountain guy who know most about the route we were going. When he mentioned something about a boat, the first ideas about the impending mutiny was created ...

But anyway, we had decided to try to reach Mrbu tourist lodge. It was reported more bad weather, so we really wanted to stay indoors.

This meant that we had to go much further than the day before. When we got to the beach where I had camped the previous year, we agreed to man up and continue to the lodge. It was cold and miserable and not tempted to sleep outside.

After long, long time we spotted Mrbu in the distance. But it took forever to arrive .... There were three quite so tired ladies who tumbled into the doors and looked imploringly at the receptionist about getting one room for the night. She went a little about it, but suddenly remembered that she had a last room availability. When she additionally asked if they would heat up dinner for us, we almost fainted of happiness.

Ten minutes later we sat nice and warm with candles light on the table and each a plate of homemade dinner. A little later we sat in a  good and warm room with fireplace, sipping a wonderful pint of beer . Having been on the go for about eleven hours we had come to heaven. :)

The next day it was time for mutiny ...

To be continued...

Geilo - Rjukan del 1.

Etter en uke alene p tur var det veldig kjekt komme p toget og treffe Aina og Siren. Vi ankom Geilo og koste oss p Peppes pizza fr vi kom oss avgrde. 

Turen startet i nydelig vr. Vi gikk litt feil opp de frste bakkene, men vi var heldigvis ikke s langt ute av kurs. Vi gikk ikke s veldig langt, sekkene var tunge og myggen ivrig. Frste camp ble p en nydelig liten halvy med utsikt mot Hallingskarvet. 

Vi vknet til en nydelig morgen. Etter frokost pakket vi sammen og satte kursen mot Tuva turisthytte. Vret holdt seg fint hele dagen og vi kunne kose oss i solen med solo og sjokolade p Tuva. 

Vi fortsatte litt forbi Tuva fr vi slo leir for natten ved Breidvatnet. Det tok ikke lang tid fr myggen skjnte at de hadde ftt gjester. Heldigvis hadde vi med oss myggenett til hodet. Det hjalp litt, men vi slapp ikke helt unna. Det ble noen heftige stikk p noen av oss.

Neste morgen kom og det var slutt p finvret. Lett regn og litt kaldere, men det var bare fortsette. Ruten denne dagen gikk gjennom en ganske gjengrodd sti ned mot Nordmanslgen. Vi ble ganske vte p beina og stemningen var ikke helt p topp. Heldigvis fant vi en sauesankings innhegning med tak der vi kunne spise lunsj og prve trke s godt som vi kunne.



Det ble en lang dag. Mlet var overnatte samme sted som jeg gjorde i fjor slik at vi klarte holde fristen n Rjukan fredag. De to nyankomne ekspedisjons deltakerne ble ganske slitne. Det var uvant trakke opp og ned fjell i timevis med tung sekk. Og da myggen gikk til total angrep de siste kilometerene til Feti, ja da var grensen ndd for oss alle. I tillegg var det kaldt og det regnet. Vi fikk opp teltene i rekordfart, fikk p trre klr og krasjet i teltet med hver sin dagens enhet vin. Det var ingen som hadde krefter til koke vann og lage noe mat. Det fikk vi svi for neste dag...

Fortsettelse flger....

English:

After a week hiking alone it was very nice to get on the train and meet Aina and Siren. We arrived at Geilo and ate dinner at Peppes pizza before we moved on. The tour started in gorgeous weather. We walked a bit wrong during the first slopes, but we were fortunately not too far off course. 

We did not hike very far, the backpacks were heavy and the mosquitoes eagerly. Our first camp was on a beautiful little peninsula with views of Hallingskarvet. We woke up to a beautiful morning. After breakfast we packed up and headed towards Tuva tourist lodge. The weather stayed fine all day and we could enjoy the sun with solo (popular norwegian soft drink) and chocolates at Tuva. We continued a little past Tuva before we camped for the night at Breidvatnet. It did not take long before mosquitoes realized that they had guests. Fortunately we had with us mosquito nets to cover our head. It helped a little. 

The next morning came and there was an end to the good weather. Light rain and slightly cooler, but we had to continue. The route this day went through a fairly overgrown path towards Nordmannslgen (North Mans River.) We were pretty wet on our feet and the atmosphere was not quite at the top. Luckily we found a sheep "stable" enclosure with a roof where we could have lunch and try to dry as well as we could.

It was a long day. The goal was to stay the same place as I did last year so we were able to keep the deadline to reach Rjukan on Friday. The two new arrivals expedition participants were quite tired. It takes awhile to get used to hike up and down mountains for hours with heavy bag. And when mosquitoes started a total attacks the last few kilometers to Feti, the limit was reached for all of us. In addition, it was cold and it rained. We got up tents in record time, got into dry clothes and crashed in the tent with some wine. Nobody had the strength to boil water and cook something for dinner. We would be sorry about that the next day.... 

To be continued...