It was hard to start walking, but once I got back on the road, it was ok. Not much to say about the hike, I was surrounded by fields, trees and an occasional cow now and then. I was impatient to get to the car, so the last 3 km dragged on forever! But I got there in the end, and there Simon was, making blueberry pie.
We both have sugar tooth these days, so he had decided to make a healthy cake. Containing almonds, coconut blossom sugar, bananas and blueberries, this pai turned out to be one of the best things I have ever tasted.
While Simon was baking, I went outside to pick some more blueberries. The van was parked on a riverbank close to a waterfall and the forest. A beautiful spot!
When I was done and safe inside the van, it started to rain. It’s the best thing, to be inside when it’s raining!
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I was going back on the trail today, and I was excited about it. But just when we were about to leave, the car got stuck in the mud. We tried to get it out for hours, but it only dug itself deeper and deeper. I went up to the road to try and get help while Simon continued the muddy battle. Just when we had given up, a Swedish couple drove by, hunting for mushrooms. They couldn't pull us up, but they drove to the closest farm to get someone who could, and 10 minutes later, the most willing helper with his tractor offered assistance. "Cool, this spices up my day" he said with a huge grin and in a matter of seconds, we were out of the mud.
Free at last! So Simon drove to Feren, and my hike could continue. It felt so good to be back on the trail. The Autumn had changed the terrain while I'd been walking on the road. The trees were no longer just green, but yellow, red and orange, and not only the trees, but the moss and the marshes as well.
The rain came and went, and after I had descended the mountain, it started to pour down. Simon was on his way to pick me up, so we could find a good spot to camp together. While waiting, I found raspberries and I got a couple of fistfuls before the red wonder came and saved me from the wet and the cold.
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Oh my, what an amazingly dull day. Maybe it was particularly dull after a day in the terrain and I was now back on a colorless road. The rain intensified my gloomy mood, but after 20 seemingly endless kilometers, I entered Coop Extra in Meråker and the gloom turned to wonder. I was not done hiking for the day, but I felt grateful for the opportunity to come to a shop and buy whatever I needed.
That’s what happens when you’ve been on the trail for a while, without phone signal or human contact, and you have to be very careful not to eat the rest of your food, because the next shop might not appear for another three weeks. How many times did I dream of going into a shop, to by anything my heart desired. Well, now I could.
And they had 30% off on cake-mix. 'nuff said!
Simon had parked the van outside the shop, so after buying some groceries, we had a noodles and leftovers lunch in the car. I had a good, long break before I once again went into the shop, bought an ice cream and continued walking towards Bjørneggen.
Three hours later, it was enough! I called Simon, I picked me up, we found a spot to camp and made TACOS! Yippy-yaaa.
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I headed for the Bjørneggen cabin in the early morning, wanting to get inside for a warm shower before getting on the trail and up in the mountains. Before reaching the cabin, however, I noticed I had forgotten the key in the van. @%#aaargh¿§#+
I had a small tantrum before I continued. My only chance of getting in to the cabin now, was if it was occupied. To my great relief, a bunch of friendly hikers were about to leave when I got there, so I could slip inside for a quick wash.
It was a nice ascend up the mountain and all of a sudden, I was surrounded by colors. 50 shades of red, green, yellow, orange and purple, it almost knocked the breath out of me.
I was heading for the Schultz cabin, but I decided to walk a kilometer or two towards Græsli instead, which was the destination for the following day. The terrain mainly consisted of marshes, so it was difficult to find a dry spot for my tent. Before the sun was setting, however, I had pitched up my mobile home, collected water and picked blueberries and was ready for a good night’s sleep.
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I woke up to a glum and misty morning, reflecting my mood. My legs felt heavy, and the wet mud didn't speed things up. I had to take breaks often, and the drizzle of rain was ever present. Finally reaching the Græsli cabin, I had to stumble downhill another couple of kilometers before my feet was back on solid ground.
Down by the main road, I met Simon and we drove across the river and found a decent parking spot. It was the best feeling in the world to get out of my wet shoes and socks. We made food and we ate and talked, red and wrote in good company.
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The cold Autumn morning turned to a beautiful, sunny day. Even though there were a lot of marshes here as well, it wasn’t too wet. Again, I was stunned by all the beautiful colors, it was almost surreal. Simon told me later about his drive from Græsli to Haltdalen, he had driven in some kind of trance, thinking that “it’s like driving through an endless painting of colors”.
While eating yesterday’s leftover-lunch, I got accompanied by five curious sheep. So there I sat, in the midst of the colorful vegetation, listening to the sheep’s bells ringing in tune and enjoying the fresh, mountain air.
Arriving Nordpå, the hotel was closed, but with our super-van containing all we need, we just stayed on the parking lot and watched the sun setting before making cake… again.
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