Røldal Part IV — Sheep Day
A few chill days at Asbjørn’s mountain cabin comes to a close.
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A few chill days at Asbjørn’s mountain cabin comes to a close.
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“The other side of the mountain however,” he continued with stars in his eyes. “It’s west-facing, you know. One kilometer of straight climbing, and not one rotten section.” Instantly my mind wandered to the western fjord-ridden coast line of Norway. And I saw the dark storms; the hurricane gales bringing along a whipping sea spray, […]
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Southmost of the major fjords. Wild, raw, violent winds threatening to blow you over the edge. Welcome to Lysefjorden — the Path to Light.
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The third day of our Røldal trip brings a heavy rain that lightens up as we go road tripping on narrow gravel mountain roads.
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We were driving down the road towards the hill, and we passed one of the larger waterfalls in the area. The way it carves its way through the cracks in the mountains, and cascades down into a pool of crystal clear turquoise water, blew me away the first time I saw it. Next time I saw it, it blew me away again.
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If you know little about the Norwegian West Coast mountains, let this be your introduction. We’ll be heading slowly into unexplored territory, and derail from the tourist trails by the time this Adventure Story comes to and end.
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Besseggen was a long anticipated hike for me. In Norway it is kind of infamous. People die there, people bleed there, people leave their hearts there as victims to the beautiful views.
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There, the mountains rise just a bit steeper, and the ocean waves rise just a bit more often and a bit higher. There the natives speak just a bit more refined North-Norwegian dialect, and the mists cling just a bit tighter to the mountain tops.
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The mists lay low around the mountain tops at the place we are aiming for, and the roads are ripe for driving. Miles of asphalt will be covered, and traces of our rubbery wheels be spread from the Southern Coast of Norway, far into the misty mountains.
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