Weekend Stories

Since we have a lot planned for the coming time, I should sit down disciplined behind my laptop and write down what happened before the mountain gets too big. 

After Easter, we were no less active, but decided to hike from Arna, the next small town, back to Bergen. So early in the morning we took the train from Bergen to Arna. It was really warm that day. Shortly after we got off the train, I was already walking in just a t-shirt. So it was really warm for an April 17th in Norway. In Arna we still walked on the streets, but later we followed a small path along a small stream. But in the days before it hadn't rained much, so everything was nice and dry. Actually, we later arrived at a real starting point for a hike towards Bergen. There were also some cars around, which once again shows that even active people are lazy and prefer to drive to the starting point by car. From there it went uphill pretty much all the way. At one point we had the pleasure of walking across a muddy meadow again. It's best to hold your breath while doing so, then you become lighter and don't sink in as much. The higher we climbed, the more our feet welcomed the snow. Leg warmers would have been perfect here, but the sun was shining and it was warm, so our feet steamed enough to quickly dry the snow in our shoes. When we were pretty much at the top, we enjoyed the view with a snack. From there we looked out over Arna and in the distance we could make out the Hananipa. Then we continued in the snow. Along the way, we passed a hut where a Norwegian man showed us the direction we had to go. Shortly afterwards, we met a Norwegian woman who asked us in Norwegian where we were from. I bluntly answered her in Norwegian and she was satisfied and continued on her way. In retrospect, I was a little surprised. But look at all the things that happen when you think less about it. When we were later at the top of the hill between Ulriken and Rundemånen, we took another break and decided to hike back to Bergen via Ulriken. The path there is always beautiful and so far we only enjoy the view from Ulriken in the best weather. In retrospect, we also got a little sunburned. Pia later was envied by the Italians and Spaniards for her tan. By now, however, the tan is gone again. But now we have sunscreen. The trip was super nice and in the end we were pretty exhausted. After all, it was another 16 km.

Here is the exact route: 

https://www.komoot.de/tour/349968438?ref=itd&share_token=a91sF55wqHuW2eU7g187Bn1036O15ddtjLKVkewzsSg050whgn

The following weekend we were not as ambitious and took the bus south to Osøyro. There we simply strolled along the coast and looked at many expensive and flashy houses that did not at all correspond to the postcard image of Norway. But there were also nice houses in between, which probably didn't cost any less. In the little town, all the horse lovers in Norway have gathered, because the density of horses and ponies was high. It was actually the first time in Norway that we saw any. A little outside, we took a small circular path near the water, from which we eventually deviated and fought our way through the forest to the cliffs to enjoy our pancakes. From there we walked along the cliffs until we reached properties that we couldn't pass. So we fought our way back through the bushes to the path. We then walked the same way back to Osøyro.