The Kråkfjellet Boglands Tooouuur
What wonderful weather we had on Saturday! That, coupled with the fact it was a three day weekend meant it was definitely time for another adventure.
Chris and Em up to no good in the mountains again!
The university O club here (NTNUI) had organised an orienteering training event over near the Selbusjoen lake at 7 pm on Saturday evening, so we planned to bike out to the event with our gear to head into the hills following the event.
After a pleasant 1.15 ride out to the meeting point we assembled for the girls' and boys' mass starts. Off into some depressiony kind of terrain, myself along with several much more reputable orienteering others (not to name any names (-:) spent 13 minutes on the hunt for control no. 1.
After several more controls working out in a alarmingly similar manner my 'orienteering patience' was dwindling - not aided by the fact I was being eaten alive by mosquitoes every time I stopped to look at the map!
However, not being one to give up I stomped around my course for a further hour and arrived back hot and grumpy to find Chris and several others in a very similar state. This cheered me up no end (-:
By now it was 8.30 pm so Chris and I headed off 'a short way to a nice camp spot'. At 12.30pm at night we finally reached a suitable spot! It was still light though, so my normal complaint that we should stop because soon it will be dark didn't work!
At 3.30 pm the hot sun rose, so we had to roll out of the tent and sleep out on the mossy licheny ground to avoid baking inside the tent. When we finally gave up trying to sleep we gazed across the marshy land to a distant blip that was our magnificent summit.
After wheeling our bikes towards our elusive goal for some hours we decided to leave them in a sheltered spot by a large lake and continue on foot. Both feeling rather lazy, a refreshing swim in a babbling brook woke us up and we covered the last part of the climb to the top of Kråkfjellet.
There were many folk on top of Kråkfjellet, largely due to the fact it is part of the 'til tops' competition which runs in Trondheim each year. They name 7 nearby mountains all which will have a code word on its summit, and if you collect all code words over the summer you can enter yourself into a competition to win some great quantity of outdoor gear.
We lounged about and slept on the summit for about 2 hours, before deciding to head back down to our bikes. We then pushed the bikes for another few hours to a very pretty spot on the tops by a tarn and cooked up a wonderful lentil curry.
In the not-very-dark night a strong mist came in and enveloped the tent keeping us nice and cool and allowing a much better sleep. The morning dawned cool and clear. We pushed the bikes a bit further down through the bogs until we reached the walking tracks which were narrow but remarkable rideable and we bumped our way down the track much to the amusement of some Norwegians on the the way up the track on foot.
Finally we reached the road and cruised out along a nice 4wd track past a beautiful lake and some quite 'Austrian' terrain with lots of farmhouses, green fields and forested hills. After a picnic near Klaebu we followed some winding singletrack alongside the Trondheim river. One last uphill grind and we were back at the flat again!
Chris and Em up to no good in the mountains again!
The university O club here (NTNUI) had organised an orienteering training event over near the Selbusjoen lake at 7 pm on Saturday evening, so we planned to bike out to the event with our gear to head into the hills following the event.
After a pleasant 1.15 ride out to the meeting point we assembled for the girls' and boys' mass starts. Off into some depressiony kind of terrain, myself along with several much more reputable orienteering others (not to name any names (-:) spent 13 minutes on the hunt for control no. 1.
After several more controls working out in a alarmingly similar manner my 'orienteering patience' was dwindling - not aided by the fact I was being eaten alive by mosquitoes every time I stopped to look at the map!
However, not being one to give up I stomped around my course for a further hour and arrived back hot and grumpy to find Chris and several others in a very similar state. This cheered me up no end (-:
By now it was 8.30 pm so Chris and I headed off 'a short way to a nice camp spot'. At 12.30pm at night we finally reached a suitable spot! It was still light though, so my normal complaint that we should stop because soon it will be dark didn't work!
This is taken at 12.30 am just as we finishing dinner!
Off to bed at 1 am and the sun is rising already!
At 3.30 pm the hot sun rose, so we had to roll out of the tent and sleep out on the mossy licheny ground to avoid baking inside the tent. When we finally gave up trying to sleep we gazed across the marshy land to a distant blip that was our magnificent summit.
After wheeling our bikes towards our elusive goal for some hours we decided to leave them in a sheltered spot by a large lake and continue on foot. Both feeling rather lazy, a refreshing swim in a babbling brook woke us up and we covered the last part of the climb to the top of Kråkfjellet.
There were many folk on top of Kråkfjellet, largely due to the fact it is part of the 'til tops' competition which runs in Trondheim each year. They name 7 nearby mountains all which will have a code word on its summit, and if you collect all code words over the summer you can enter yourself into a competition to win some great quantity of outdoor gear.
We lounged about and slept on the summit for about 2 hours, before deciding to head back down to our bikes. We then pushed the bikes for another few hours to a very pretty spot on the tops by a tarn and cooked up a wonderful lentil curry.
In the not-very-dark night a strong mist came in and enveloped the tent keeping us nice and cool and allowing a much better sleep. The morning dawned cool and clear. We pushed the bikes a bit further down through the bogs until we reached the walking tracks which were narrow but remarkable rideable and we bumped our way down the track much to the amusement of some Norwegians on the the way up the track on foot.
Emily looking energetic as always on the way down (-:
Finally we reached the road and cruised out along a nice 4wd track past a beautiful lake and some quite 'Austrian' terrain with lots of farmhouses, green fields and forested hills. After a picnic near Klaebu we followed some winding singletrack alongside the Trondheim river. One last uphill grind and we were back at the flat again!
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