PPR-34 28.04
This an addition to above PPR-34 post Post as it were.
I was in and out of the dealers within the hour and the cost was not too bad. NOK 350 which is about €44. Probably have cost the same if not more in Düsseldorf.
After that I went across to the CircleK for my cocoa, of course, and worked out what all the different buttons on the car wash bay were and gave the van a very much needed wash and brush up. Exterior only, unfortunately no vacuum there. Shame I’m knee deep in crumbs and things inside. I’d tried a couple of times earlier on but the roads were in such a state it was just chucking money away.
Now I’m below the Arctic Circle the roads are clear and no more snow and stuff to get us dirty, or not very.
Still once we were all bright and sparkling set off feeling better with no problems on the van and had a slow run to the coordinates above which I’ve added with this revision. Of the road on a Fjord and a bridge over it. As always after about 19:30 to 20:30 no traffic at all.
PPR-35 29.04
Start: 05:30 Finish: 14:04
Total km., for day: 234,6
Camped at: N63°29’12” E9°59’49”.
Awake early as wind came up a bit heavy and was whistling through my rigging. It was following on behind the sunrise, which usually brings a wind with it. Not really a problem as I’d crashed the night before at 20:30 as was knudgered.
Easy run to Brekstad to check the Ferry times for Monday. Needn't have bothered as I changed my mind as far as Monday’s route is concerned almost as soon as I had the times.
Either way I’m here until Monday morning, invited to the friends here for breakfast and a look see at the caravan they have just picked up from Denmark.
Need a rest from driving as well so that won't harm.
PPR-36 30.04
Rest day, breakfast with Ingrid and Robert, made themselves a great deal on the caravan. After that just loafed around in the marina and chilled.
PPR-37 01.05
Start: 06:06 Finish: 13:58
Total km., for day: 186,6
Camped at: N62°50’09” E8°40’08”.
Day of reckoning, old Credit Card expired yesterday and the new one kicks off today and I’m hoping it does so without any hiccups. I’ve got to get the Ferry back to the Trondheim side of the Fjord and immediately go into a whole series of Toll Roads which the clever buggers have worked so’s ye can’ne avoid ‘em. Shouldn’t be a problem but who knows where Murphy's spending his time.
Both Toll account with EPASS24 the Swedish outfit and EPCplc which is the Norwegian rep., and cashier so everywhere else should also be fine, and ’twas.
After all the usual leaving preps in the Marina, me washing, dish washing water canisters etc., up and away.
On the way to end stop for the day found another likely place, but decided to leave it for next year with the Boss. Checked ferry time at Kavanne and back to this spot an old favourite and will sleep the night here.
Tomorrow before leaving will go back into the interior if the road is open and if so hike in to the waterfall back there.
But for today that’s enough.
PPR-38 02.05
Start: 07:00 Finish: 16:30
Total km., for day: 127,2
Camped at: N62°42’54” E8°29’38”.
For my raging memory the coordinates at the setting out for the waterfall, and various other epic and heroic “hikes”, not for me no more the hikes is a place called Kårvatm. It’s in a National Park. Anyway they are N62°46’51” E8°52’24”.
They’ve done a bit to the dirt road since I was last here, but not much.
Waterfall not possible for little fellas, and for that I am in possession of the required qualifications, snow still far too deep.
Easy drive back to village and found some great images that fit my project Theme and stopped where I had camped for lunch.
Made the 13;30 ferry and a slow stop start drive down to Sunndalsøra. Main item there is the Hydro Aluminium Works, which is really what the place is all about. They built it here way back up at the back of the Fjord because of their electricity requirement. They are at least 100 kilometres plus inland on a Tidal Fjord, imagine. Anyway the produce their own power from the vast amounts of water that come thundering down out of the mountains all year around.
A lovely setting, with exception of a bloody great big works, but even that is VERY clean and fits in, certainly not the sort of place old Industry Soaks like us are used to. With the exception of El Palito of course, not many Plants have their Northern battery limit right on the Caribbean Beach.
Diesel and cocoa as usual, a couple of failed attempts to find the entry point again to an incredible rout into the interior that we made in the T5 in 2008. It loops up through the mountains and onto the Plateau, which is where the vast natural water reservoirs are that Hydro taps into, (check it out on Google Earth its immediately south of Sunndalsøra, you can see it all I’ve checked) all 4x4 stuff but the T5 had no problems. Think I found it again at last, it was after the town going along in my travel direction.But didn't bother to let myself be tempted into having a look see. The full route is over 75 kilometres and is excitement and ooh’s all the way. Gotta do it one more time.
Just after it a bloody long tunnel loomed up but not for Jimmy cries I, I’m a right clever sod I is, I’ll take the old road outside around and over, much more pleasant.
Turns out they count on clever SOB’s like myself and just as one gets to the highest point of the traverse, before heading back down, they have put up rocks like tank traps in a double row, and just in case there are some even more sneaky ones amongst us the figure they can beat this they put in Catch 22. A large wide and deep trench. Gotta give it to them, points to them.
Didn't bother much anyway as right next to it there was a dirt road ramp leading up to a Communications Really Station, great it is the highest point as they usually are, totally secluded with views up and down the Fjord and of the mountains. What more can a guy ask for. My home for the night, that is if the wildlife doesn't disturb.
PPR-39 03.05
Start: 05:30 Finish: 16:45
Total km., for day: 243,7
Camped at: N62°34’07” E7°43’19”.
Must have had too much kip the day before, was awake at 5:00 and gave up and got up at 5:30, why thrash around. On the road early as well, naturally.
Meandered all over the place and picked up the exit point of the route over the Plateau mentioned above. This time i did follow it right in until Asphalt turns to Grit, and that is where it turns into big boy stuff. One can see the road starting its zigzag route up until somewhere it disappears into an incredible tunnel I’ve told some of you folks about before, it is a spiral! Again my pea sized one boggles. Anyway from where I stopped you could see the that the zigs and zags were piled high with snow, and up on top the snow cover is complete.
No way I was going to risk a sneaky look up there, and that on my tod. I know a couple of Herberts’ who pulled a trick like that once, only it was in a sandpit, nobody new where they were and the same is true here. Only good thing about trying here I guess only one goes missing.
On the way back out found a nice sunny spot surrounded by the great mountains and had lunch. The whole time I was stopped you could hear the crack and boom of the avalanches coming down all over back up in the mountains. Next year fo’ shure, without the snow of course.
On the way to my days destination of Åndelsnes, I wandered off onto the 666, I think, was not in my direction, but whats direction count between friends, finally got back on track but not before I got caught behind a farmer, his tractor and his very leaky water tank, all of which trundled along at tractor speed for quite a few K’s with no chance of overtaking. After awhile though he dived off the road into his field which he then diligently started to spray with this very evil looking brown coloured liquid, which of course you will have guessed by now wasn't water. Since when I’ve been followed around by this very “Rural” Farmyard Aroma. Got me quite a few strange looks when I parked up in Åndelsnes to stock up on grub. ‘spose I’ll have to wash it in the morning as it doesn't look as though there is much chance of rain to save me the effort.
Thats me for the day. Will stop off at the Tourist Info at the Railway Station here they have what looks like a good free Internet connection, so a post is on the cards.
The following pics were taken at the last two camping spots, The stair is the one Neil Armstrong was referring to I think. Next two was the view early in the morning looking across at mountains as usual. Hard to tell where up is sometimes. Just had to include the Trolls breakfast table, they'd just left unfortunately but you can guess at the size of the table from the bog standard flowerpot on it. The pebbles around the pot are used to attract the waiters attention, I'm told!
The last set four are from up on the Relay station I mentioned. Just above the tree line in the first of the four you can see the Aluminium Works, second is down towards the sea which is over a hundred kilometres away, hard to imaging this water is tidal.
This an addition to above PPR-34 post Post as it were.
I was in and out of the dealers within the hour and the cost was not too bad. NOK 350 which is about €44. Probably have cost the same if not more in Düsseldorf.
After that I went across to the CircleK for my cocoa, of course, and worked out what all the different buttons on the car wash bay were and gave the van a very much needed wash and brush up. Exterior only, unfortunately no vacuum there. Shame I’m knee deep in crumbs and things inside. I’d tried a couple of times earlier on but the roads were in such a state it was just chucking money away.
Now I’m below the Arctic Circle the roads are clear and no more snow and stuff to get us dirty, or not very.
Still once we were all bright and sparkling set off feeling better with no problems on the van and had a slow run to the coordinates above which I’ve added with this revision. Of the road on a Fjord and a bridge over it. As always after about 19:30 to 20:30 no traffic at all.
PPR-35 29.04
Start: 05:30 Finish: 14:04
Total km., for day: 234,6
Camped at: N63°29’12” E9°59’49”.
Awake early as wind came up a bit heavy and was whistling through my rigging. It was following on behind the sunrise, which usually brings a wind with it. Not really a problem as I’d crashed the night before at 20:30 as was knudgered.
Easy run to Brekstad to check the Ferry times for Monday. Needn't have bothered as I changed my mind as far as Monday’s route is concerned almost as soon as I had the times.
Either way I’m here until Monday morning, invited to the friends here for breakfast and a look see at the caravan they have just picked up from Denmark.
Need a rest from driving as well so that won't harm.
PPR-36 30.04
Rest day, breakfast with Ingrid and Robert, made themselves a great deal on the caravan. After that just loafed around in the marina and chilled.
PPR-37 01.05
Start: 06:06 Finish: 13:58
Total km., for day: 186,6
Camped at: N62°50’09” E8°40’08”.
Day of reckoning, old Credit Card expired yesterday and the new one kicks off today and I’m hoping it does so without any hiccups. I’ve got to get the Ferry back to the Trondheim side of the Fjord and immediately go into a whole series of Toll Roads which the clever buggers have worked so’s ye can’ne avoid ‘em. Shouldn’t be a problem but who knows where Murphy's spending his time.
Both Toll account with EPASS24 the Swedish outfit and EPCplc which is the Norwegian rep., and cashier so everywhere else should also be fine, and ’twas.
After all the usual leaving preps in the Marina, me washing, dish washing water canisters etc., up and away.
On the way to end stop for the day found another likely place, but decided to leave it for next year with the Boss. Checked ferry time at Kavanne and back to this spot an old favourite and will sleep the night here.
Tomorrow before leaving will go back into the interior if the road is open and if so hike in to the waterfall back there.
But for today that’s enough.
PPR-38 02.05
Start: 07:00 Finish: 16:30
Total km., for day: 127,2
Camped at: N62°42’54” E8°29’38”.
For my raging memory the coordinates at the setting out for the waterfall, and various other epic and heroic “hikes”, not for me no more the hikes is a place called Kårvatm. It’s in a National Park. Anyway they are N62°46’51” E8°52’24”.
They’ve done a bit to the dirt road since I was last here, but not much.
Waterfall not possible for little fellas, and for that I am in possession of the required qualifications, snow still far too deep.
Easy drive back to village and found some great images that fit my project Theme and stopped where I had camped for lunch.
Made the 13;30 ferry and a slow stop start drive down to Sunndalsøra. Main item there is the Hydro Aluminium Works, which is really what the place is all about. They built it here way back up at the back of the Fjord because of their electricity requirement. They are at least 100 kilometres plus inland on a Tidal Fjord, imagine. Anyway the produce their own power from the vast amounts of water that come thundering down out of the mountains all year around.
A lovely setting, with exception of a bloody great big works, but even that is VERY clean and fits in, certainly not the sort of place old Industry Soaks like us are used to. With the exception of El Palito of course, not many Plants have their Northern battery limit right on the Caribbean Beach.
Diesel and cocoa as usual, a couple of failed attempts to find the entry point again to an incredible rout into the interior that we made in the T5 in 2008. It loops up through the mountains and onto the Plateau, which is where the vast natural water reservoirs are that Hydro taps into, (check it out on Google Earth its immediately south of Sunndalsøra, you can see it all I’ve checked) all 4x4 stuff but the T5 had no problems. Think I found it again at last, it was after the town going along in my travel direction.But didn't bother to let myself be tempted into having a look see. The full route is over 75 kilometres and is excitement and ooh’s all the way. Gotta do it one more time.
Just after it a bloody long tunnel loomed up but not for Jimmy cries I, I’m a right clever sod I is, I’ll take the old road outside around and over, much more pleasant.
Turns out they count on clever SOB’s like myself and just as one gets to the highest point of the traverse, before heading back down, they have put up rocks like tank traps in a double row, and just in case there are some even more sneaky ones amongst us the figure they can beat this they put in Catch 22. A large wide and deep trench. Gotta give it to them, points to them.
Didn't bother much anyway as right next to it there was a dirt road ramp leading up to a Communications Really Station, great it is the highest point as they usually are, totally secluded with views up and down the Fjord and of the mountains. What more can a guy ask for. My home for the night, that is if the wildlife doesn't disturb.
PPR-39 03.05
Start: 05:30 Finish: 16:45
Total km., for day: 243,7
Camped at: N62°34’07” E7°43’19”.
Must have had too much kip the day before, was awake at 5:00 and gave up and got up at 5:30, why thrash around. On the road early as well, naturally.
Meandered all over the place and picked up the exit point of the route over the Plateau mentioned above. This time i did follow it right in until Asphalt turns to Grit, and that is where it turns into big boy stuff. One can see the road starting its zigzag route up until somewhere it disappears into an incredible tunnel I’ve told some of you folks about before, it is a spiral! Again my pea sized one boggles. Anyway from where I stopped you could see the that the zigs and zags were piled high with snow, and up on top the snow cover is complete.
No way I was going to risk a sneaky look up there, and that on my tod. I know a couple of Herberts’ who pulled a trick like that once, only it was in a sandpit, nobody new where they were and the same is true here. Only good thing about trying here I guess only one goes missing.
On the way back out found a nice sunny spot surrounded by the great mountains and had lunch. The whole time I was stopped you could hear the crack and boom of the avalanches coming down all over back up in the mountains. Next year fo’ shure, without the snow of course.
On the way to my days destination of Åndelsnes, I wandered off onto the 666, I think, was not in my direction, but whats direction count between friends, finally got back on track but not before I got caught behind a farmer, his tractor and his very leaky water tank, all of which trundled along at tractor speed for quite a few K’s with no chance of overtaking. After awhile though he dived off the road into his field which he then diligently started to spray with this very evil looking brown coloured liquid, which of course you will have guessed by now wasn't water. Since when I’ve been followed around by this very “Rural” Farmyard Aroma. Got me quite a few strange looks when I parked up in Åndelsnes to stock up on grub. ‘spose I’ll have to wash it in the morning as it doesn't look as though there is much chance of rain to save me the effort.
Thats me for the day. Will stop off at the Tourist Info at the Railway Station here they have what looks like a good free Internet connection, so a post is on the cards.
The following pics were taken at the last two camping spots, The stair is the one Neil Armstrong was referring to I think. Next two was the view early in the morning looking across at mountains as usual. Hard to tell where up is sometimes. Just had to include the Trolls breakfast table, they'd just left unfortunately but you can guess at the size of the table from the bog standard flowerpot on it. The pebbles around the pot are used to attract the waiters attention, I'm told!
The last set four are from up on the Relay station I mentioned. Just above the tree line in the first of the four you can see the Aluminium Works, second is down towards the sea which is over a hundred kilometres away, hard to imaging this water is tidal.
