When things are invented, usually one assumes that somehow the invention and its character longer have to endure. So the car has already longer and mostly four wheels, the coffee cup a handle (which could not not be enforced thanks to millions of lawsuits in the U.S. because of burnt fingers.) And the invention of the lawnmower was associated with the natural fact that grass is growing. Oh, and in the invention of the summer was the inventor has now using Peter in the Caribbean and it was determined that in summer the sun always shine. have been Or so it must ...
things are changing and so was probably on 12 July 2009 is not publicly decided that summer has nothing to do with the sun - especially in Norway! Pessimistic observers whisper, that the Sun was established in the summer simply replaced by the rain, but I will admit it yet. Let's wait and 2010 from! This year the summer in Norway, in any case, from that date, but was rather the reinvention of the summer. What is the name actually be the summer when it rains forever? Sprinklers? The new four seasons: spring, sprinkler, autumn and winter. Sounds really already almost familiar.
Enough of crying! We are not drowned, and we're climbing too! Although only seven (!) Of 19 days. Almost 50% would maintain an optimist. Hans would probably point out the mathematical incorrectness. But now first one after the other.
Day 1 +2 - 12/13. July 2009 (No-climbing day # 1 +2)
are, as always, we started from Hamburg to Hirtshals Kristiansand. In Hirtshals unaware of the Reformation of the summer at the beach soon the memories are stored, how the summer program: Soft sand, warm sun, cool water ... After crossing the relaxed (the youth group playing music at the next table I've already erased from my Memory and eardrum ...) was the Norwegian customs officers compassion (we: It rained buckets.) Around 2:30 and opened the gate clock without complaint. We had All but 4 cans of beer with too much, as I had noticed before packing. But leave it at home? No way!
The plan was first and goal on the Valle Setesdal. However, we only managed to just after Evje. After I was in the pouring rain a tree on the roadside for a moose, I thought that maybe a break would be appropriate. So we fell asleep a few hours in the car before we sprint to the dock-to Valle. Shortly after 8:00 on the clock, we turned towards the huts of E9 Kallefoss. The thumb press was rewarded and the free housing request obtained quickly. Oh, and the new tarp was set up in front of the hut as a tent (?), Which in the course of days should still prove true.
Day 3 - 14 July 2009 (climbing-day # 1)
Following a further portion of sleep, a blueberry field trip and a delicious dinner the first day even around. The evening coolness and the almost clear sky promised a sunny day. In fact, the next day could be climbed! Well, at least so three pitches before the regengeschulte view as identified by the approaching water.
Note: To get used to not climb the same as the first one 5 on the nice plates. That was shit as last year for the morale! ;)
least we were only in the wet descent, and so we stumbled back to our city legs Norwegian downhill through the jungle. Well, we said, tomorrow will surely get better. During the subsequent purchase and look at the weather part of the local mag our plans have been slowed down abruptly. Rain, where the forecast ranges. The Internet is not optimistic. Surely only a conspiracy of remaining at home, envious meteorologists.
Day 4 - 15 July 2009 (No-climbing day # 3)
err Fortunately Weather him some day and it did not rain the next morning. So it should be a couple of pitches on the plates over by Valle to our international climbing team still indulge in some enema. So we walked to the entrance and got ready while we were fighting for survival against the mosquitoes. steep hike after the first track I had gained enough height to look over the surrounding trees. The oncoming rain roll was already close to Valle. What the f% & $ ck! Just the car was still all super ... Well, abseil, run back, packed and off to the grind in Valle Hoppen. After all, it was
no continuous rain for about two hours later we decided that it is now well again would have to be dried. So back to the wall. This time, right at the car ready made and roped to the Mosquito Headquarters entrance broken. I am not exaggerating, but I was maybe only 5 yards on the drive following the entry, when the first drops of rain knocked on my helmet. At first I suspected that extend Geschwarder of low-flying insects, but the rapidly multiplying, dark spots on the smooth rock spoke for themselves. Cursing and Peter all mosquito bites in the world we were wanting in the rain back to the car.
Since we are not climbing the front wall can then be determined but migratory, on the other side, we decided. We slipped in the wet clothes and walked about an hour up to the lake "Fingredalstjørni" of Valle. In the rain, sometimes in the sun. It's quite beautiful. Unfortunately, our attempt to take a bath interrupted by a rain shower - but what I mention this fact yet.
Overall, a really beautiful walk where I've learned that you can get stomach ache from too many plums and cherries, lots of of blueberries not.
Day 5 - 16 July 2009 (climbing-day # 2)
All Weather ignoring we went again on Thursday to Valle-wall, offered Peter a few mosquito bites and rose in thick clouds but no rain in the selected route. To start the launcher. 4 pitches, 5 - the hardest. The first were rather steep hike with Abrutschversicherung. But to play along a roped quite ok. And the last track reminds quickly again about how steep and closed 5 plates were still the same ... Oh, and we are even dry (!) Come back down, although it has probably taken longer to bottom than the top!
the evening, as agreed Holger trickled in and involved Kallefoss Cabin # 3 The evening barbecue battle was nothing more obstacles. For safety reasons I mention quickly that it was not raining. As a burnt potato was already the worst of the evening. So life's can be ...
Day 6 - 17 July 2009 (climbing day # 3)
Sun all we could not open up the Norwegian weather forecasts. The "long-term forcast" was always totally rotten, the immediate 1-2 days but usually always something better. As on Friday. Also, Holger would love to climb and so we decided again to go to Løefjell, because there the supply of short routes is the most diverse.
A nice day of climbing, the rain stayed away again. At least until after dinner. At a relaxed glass of wine, it began to pour down with rain. The tarp was due, but not further disturbed it and confirmed our plans the following day to the north to break, as the weather forecast was announced again no good.
Setesdal - Summer holiday in Norway
In hindsight it was a good decision because the Setesdal experienced in the days of persistent torrential rain. Not that we would have had no rain in the north, but so bad we were not caught.
Day 7 - 18 July 2009 (No-climbing day # 4)
Early the next morning we packed up and cleaned our small, beloved Hytte and left in the rain in Kallefoss. About Hovden, Haukiligrend Røldal and it went in the rain at the Hardanger Fjord to Odda. There just bunkered diesel and further north. Slowly, the weather is better and the second ferry ride of the holiday
We went in the afternoon north to Sognefjord. We went to Voss after Vikøyri the Sognefjord. Then again by ferry from Hella to Vangnes and east towards Sogndal and Gaupne. Our goal was in the southern foothills of the Josdalsbreen us at the time and was not himself so well known. We wanted to pay as close to the glacier around The same the next day to visit you to.
So we took the small road north of Gaupne to nowhere. We studied two Although recorded on the card, but in our reality can not be found camping and held out for a suitable place to sleep. But offered little in the narrow valley and as we drove north to Gjerde. This very small town (Valle, however, is a "Big City") thrives on tourism of Nigardbreen glaciers and is home to "Gjerde Camping. A very mordernen but idyllic place directly on a small river. The super-friendly lady at reception told us a few tips for the next day if we did not want to the glacier. We decided in good weather, the mountain "Something Horn to climb and run in bad weather on the glacier.
Day 8 - 19 July 2009 (No-climbing day # 5)
We were then found the next day on the glacier ...
shocking when you see, has fallen as far as the glacier in recent years. Certainly, the lack of sun in the summer to blame, I combine sharp. We definitely have a lot of fun had the wrong ice and rock formations to marvel at the glacier. But why should tourists on guided tours on rumkrebsen carved steps into the ice on the glacier, has not been opened up to us. Oh, the weather: Cloudy and sunny. If we had on the mountain skillfully ...
evening we grilled on the river and promptly, as the last Grillpølser was squashed, it started to rain. We agreed that tomorrow we would stay when the weather nor the "horn" to climb and the rain continued to drive towards Jotunheimen.
Day 9 - 20 July 2009 (No-climbing Day # 6)
We continued ... After we had removed the tent in the pouring rain - always a pleasure beyond compare - it was perceived at 98% humidity in the car first and then back to Gaupne Luster and Fortune on the Sognefjell. Here then was the absolute low point of the holiday. Well, now that bad again, but the outdoor thermometer in the car was 4.5 ° C. Brrr ... Summer vacation! But an inspiring landscape. Snow, ice and stone.
To warm up our souls, we kept in constant rain on the Sognefjellshytta for a coffee and a waffle. Lovely! Less glorious was the fact that the rain lasted until after Gjendesheim in the Jotunheimen National Park and the intended target, the Besseggen, hidden in the clouds - just like last year. As the next few days in the region promised no improvement and the transcendence of Besseggengrads in the rain would be rather ugly, we were - again - next. Gol went to Ål.
dry for endless search for a place to sleep, we were about to Ål and shortly before the famous town of "no-fixed-take-more-" a small but fine and mainly dry Cabin with heating. As a substitute satisfaction for the missed Besseggen we aiming for the next day a mountain in Hemsedal - no matter what the weather would be (!).
Day 10 - 21 July 2009 (No-climbing day # 7)
said than done. In light rain, we drove back to Gol and Isa bought a brand new rain pants. A worthwhile purchase. Gol's went back a little to the north to Hemsedal and then left into the boonies. After a few kilometers Gravel road uphill we parked the car, place the "Protective clothing" and began the ascent to the plateau above the Hemsedal which then sits on the chosen mountain. The Storehødn.
It was briefly mentioned that it rained throughout, about 5-hour walk. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but still enough to forget, not to order that new season it is. Only descending to the car, so on the last 15 minutes, the rain stopped. But first we had to reach the summit cross.
Not so easy when everything wet and is slippery and the wind above level in hurricane strength rain whipped across the flat summit. After a successful river crossings (note: Isa and river crossings are incompatible). On wobbly stones over a river on their velocity and water level could clearly see the weather of recent days, was the first "key point" made it. We went left around a lake and then headed straight for the grade advancement. We rested before the channel is now imminent, which invited the head with large stones and several small snow fields on a fun glissade.
We decided to stay closely to self-induced rock fall than to get to his feet, because everything that was in the gutter, resembled a carefully arranged puzzles, in which however, not clear move which stone you have, so that everything collapses. The snow could be bypassed, so we slowly and carefully sampled from stone to stone. After the channel it was easier, but the wind was always stronger for it.
On the summit plateau, the wind blew with such a power over the vegetation-free rock desert that we just look could approach the Gipfenkreuz fours. The raindrops poked in the face and a comfortable "Mountain Summit" with coffee and bread was not to think. We just made it even join forces to prevent the summit book and the camera on the windy flight, so we fled again after a successful registration book in the wind shadow behind a boulder. Not even the 1500m mountain, but behaves like an adult ...
On the descent we decided to go the other way around the lake to avoid the river crossings. Unfortunately, this plan proved a flop. Although fortunately not literally, but almost. Because also led the other outlet of the lake towards the waterfall not less water and the crossing was still extremely strong thanks to the breeze and the current real, "not without". Isa refused to continue your journey after they saw how I was almost gone swimming, as I covered the middle of the river a Windböh. How, then continue by striking travel companion? So, shoes, pants up and slightly off through the shallow water back to Isa. Cajole. Courage to make. Backpack and shoes taken off and hop, hop down into the icy water. Two minutes later the other, more secure and reached the shore the cold feet were massaged. Afterwards, everything is so bad.
The rest of the descent was uneventful, if you take from the few rays of the sun except that actually dry on the last meters of our jackets and pants. According to date of the images we were in the clock at 18:30 in the car on the way to the valley. The plan was actually still possible to go far to the west, to return with a bow towards Stavanger end of the week to come to Setesdal.
We ate while driving in the car supper and whipped the horse to Audi-Gol, Ål and Geilo passing through the Hardangervidda to the west. To 21 clock we reached the number of spiral tunnels that brought us back down from Fjell at sea level. A short time later we passed Eidfjord and drove further to Kinsarvik. It must have been short clock 22, as We pushed open the front of the door Kinsarvik camping, because I remember telling the lady that they conclude the same. We put up our tent in the middle of a classy cabin castle, entertained the audience who eyed our driving critical, something with the unmistakable hiss of our omnivorous-making facilities, destroyed shortly before twelve on the fjord or a chocolate bar and then fell dead tired in the sleeping bags. What a day ...!
Day 11 - 22 July 2009 (no climbing tag # 8)
The goal for day 11 was clear. We had decided to Months of intensive training this year to risk the ascent of the Pulpit. Besides the required operating safety and fear of heights especially the resistance must be trained hard on mass tourism events. An ascent in the last year was just before the start of civilization escape to cancel because of a attack. But this year I wanted to be strong! And so the day's goal was set: Driving 'close to the Pulpit Rock and seeking something to sleep, but off the beaten track, to allow one last meditation before the rise. Said and done.
Kinsarvik they were taken from Odda, Sauda Røldal and the ferry from Ropeid to Sand. Then the next ferry of Nesvik to Hjelmelandsvågen. Finally we found somewhere a little before daybreak campsite where we set up our tent and beat the well-meant offer of space in his head removed from tool sheds to return. We moved to fresh air tent of the diesel smell of them did.
Day 12 - 23 July 2009 (no climbing tag # 9)
Because of my strong tourist paranoia we had actually made to get up very early and to address the rise of the masses to Pulpit Rock. When the alarm rang, but the rain drummed so loudly in the tent, we decided to tackle the day but a little calmer. So first shower in peace and have breakfast. I guess we were then so around 12:30 clock down at the parking lot to the Pulpit Rock. Since what was going on. Masses of cars. Parking 80 kroner. Signs and women in white sandals and handbags. Whether we are the top again? The ski guide
promised two hours per direction. About an hour later we were at the top! If we think away all other people, the place is magical. 600m above the fjord. Vertical walls. Astray.
Pulpit Rock - views down
In summary we can say is worth it even if it creates all the crowds and imagine aliens and only nature, the view and the depth to enjoy. It has been worth it, I must admit after all.
After descent, we decided enough of people to flee again and Setesdal direction, because there is then still relative calm. So was again, the Audi saddled and off you went through Hunnedalen Sirdal direction and from there across the Fjell Løefjell in the rain over the Setesdal. dropped in short and, as already suggested in Kallefoss only occupied houses found. So back to Tveiten. There is supposed to be beautiful, so we heard. It must have been so short after 20 clock when we moved Hytta # 7 in Tveiten. Lucky you! A beautiful cottage with beautiful views and encourage safer porch. Great!
Day 13 - 24 July 2009 (
The next day, as the first, social contacts and be refreshed with the rain heroes of Setesdal chatted. Peter told of stones under Hommefjell. Boulder potential for months. Since even gets into the dream of a rope climber. Especially when it does not rain! So I quickly settled and enjoyed a lead of between the blocks. Finally back in Setesdal. Finally back granite. Finally back right conditions: the men toiling in the blocks, look for the women and berries shoot. Home at last!
We bouldering a while for us the first rain drops from the blocky dreams tear. March ... but still climbed and recognized the potential of the freshly cleared area. I'll be back!
Tomorrow, Saturday promises sun with showers, so we arrange to meet with Beata and Peter climb only slightly on Løefjell. We trust the weather and Beata her knee. If both hold?
Day 14 - 25 July 2009 (climbing-day # 5)
Yes it was! Both! The knee and the weather and we climbed a few pitches on Løefjell. Isa and I were on "picnic with Einar", 35 feet, a beautiful half-clean track. Fast reached up Peter called me from the side, I should not "pass", a cleaner 4, 20m ranhängen, who was so beautiful.
hesitation I briefly whether the unknown terrain, but the line was clear and I had material on the belt. So Isa means below that it still goes on and off for it. Unfortunately, the broad plan turned out to be too wide for my remaining friends and the small bodies would not change my wedges so right. So true to the motto was, "What has not always need to also place non!" continue climbing. The interim look down caused my doubting head briefly to check my remaining Moral: Everything in the just-yet-so-green region. Next we went. Was in sight. Only 5 meters. Staaaand! Phew .... Again span Appealing that with the climbing. Later, to 'follow, Isa noted with gerunzeltzer end only, "There hasch a while, so do nothing g'legt, ts ts ts !"... So you can see it too. ;)
Otherwise, the weather was beautiful, the sun was shining, so I later in the car a slight : "Wow that's hot!" could not resist. So it can go. For Sunday is sunny again and we plan announced pure climb a little long.
Day 15 - 26 July 2009 (climbing-tag # 6) The
Alarm clock rings at 7:00. Shortly after 8:00 clock we are at the entrance to "Smee". 10 light rope lengths by fine Setesdalgranit lie about us. We start. The first three lengths are still a bit notchy, it is running. The weather is perfect. Sun and light wind, just so that it is the T-shirt so as not to halt and may be relaxed in the sun on the stand really.
We are the only route in and let us off the 5th track of time. We enjoy. The 6th track is a dream. About fine structures, it is under a roof, which overcome the logical line and weakest point is. A delight!
top still somewhat unclear length, as a listed hook is not found, but what was practiced yesterday on Løefjell, works here too: Just climb on and already I'm at the next booth, we climb up another track in the 11th Botany and go to human needs.
When rappelling, we choose the 8th state to make a picnic. If the rope would fall just yet, but that will now remain the only concern. After almost 7 hours we are back to the hut. I briefly wonder if we still want to go bouldering, but after a beer and many noodles we just sleep on the sofa. How beautiful!
Day 15 - 27 July 2009 (non-climbing day # 10)
I do not know anymore what we've done exactly, but one thing is certain: It was raining and there was coffee in the afternoon with Beata and Peter Waffles by Ruth and Merlin. After we went to last climbing Café of the summer after Brokkestølen to Hessel. There was grilled, drank, read and played music.
particularly funny, I felt that almost all the protagonists from the read of Peter Stories were on the spot. This makes the whole somehow something more tangible and gives a pinch of special sense of humor. Late in the night we went home for the cabin. Moose again without ... all shy or dead?
Day 16 - 28 July 2009 (
Another one Gemischtwettertag. I think only to the bouldering. Shit, that's can not be. That must go again. We even drive into Hommeblokk country. After some back and forth to find a unit that has, on the side of a fine, fine structure. Below, a few bars in the middle of a Slooooper and above another bar. He must go yet. We begin to clean and it starts to rain. A classic DWMC, right?
We buy and Isa acquires something of the stolen silver Setesdal. Maybe it reconciles the Setesdalen Peter. A short time later it is dry and the sun actually comes out. I buy wipes for quick draining areas. Hommeblokk again. Next clean the house. Shortly after the first attempts. The structures below are so beautiful that I define a sitting start. After a few attempts at the beginning is clear. But as of Sloper to the bar at the top? I'm too weak. Plattenschleicherei stupid. Achnee, stupid rain!
is the Man hot in here. The sun is burning. It's never a right can be made. At some point I think the decisive kick and some experiments later I even got his foot on a kick. Slipped. In the next experiment it will work then. Whether, after the bar above or what comes next? Yes, looks good. Done. Top! Then Isa wants to film it all again. I need another three painful attempts and some skin layers until I can get again. Boulder is a nice raspberry on the block now, I think. I draw another arrow and ashamed. When the become ugly! . (Man praised improvement
Setesdal - Bouldering in Hommeblokk - Raspberry block
We move on up and find a block with a nice dent in it. "Peter Problem" I baptize the new Boulder, because it is a beautiful coat problem. Further down the block blueberry I discover a nice sidebar to clean it and the block. Looks hard, as it depends on the bottom edges, and so no steps are below. Still, I'm high in the second trial - without so beautifully dressed bar. Well, small people they need - I think. Who makes the seat start there?
Without skin, but satisfied, we leave Hommeblokk.
evening was great Weninger's farewell dinner with Beata and Peter with a lot of pasta and Peter special sauce. Yummy! For dessert, vanilla ice cream was served with blueberry sauce. This sauce. Unbelievable! (Recipe and ingredients were exported.) Finally, a balloon was launched, flew so high that it probably for the latest UFO stories from farmers in Setesdal provided.
Day 17 - 29 July 2009 (non-climbing day # 11)
Packtag is rainy day or something like that. Besides packing, I remember nothing. Oh yes, it rained. Is said to occur even once ... In the evening we were able to re-chen Brunner not resist the invitation to dinner. At least we were allowed to Protest bring a salad, dessert and wine donate. There was sausage with potato salad and chocolate mousse. It requires a lot of wine. In any case, enough that I still had some of it the next day and am just put my driving ability in question.
It was a really beautiful, philosophical evening, as we have spent with Beatrice, Ruth, and Peter Merlin. We look forward to continuing 2010, because this or that issue is still left open.
Day 18 - 30 July 2009 (non-climbing day # 12)
departure. Valle. Evje. Kristiansand. Sørlandcenter. Help! Ferry. Hans. Jeannette. Janis. Skat. High waves. Hirtshals. Power poles in Denmark. Highway.
Day 19 - 31 July 2009 (non-climbing day # 13)
1:00 clock. Hamburg. Sleeping.
An incredibly beautiful Norway vacation is over and we both have doubted a moment: we would have stayed longer, even if it had rained more!
Then by next year, my summer.
rope!
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