Sunday, September 14, 2014

Norway - Hiking to the Troll's Tongue (Trolltunga), Along with Latefoss and Langfoss

August 28, 2014

The Troll's Tongue - a tiny rock ledge jutting out high above the glacial lake 2,300 feet below.  With that description and some evocative pictures, Trolltunga was another of the must-see destinations for our trip.  Getting to the rock ledge isn't easy, requiring a roundtrip hike of about 8-10 hours, so we checked the weather forecasts and determined that this Thursday was our best bet for clear blue skies and sunshine, so we left Bergen at 5 am and hit the road, winding through some beautiful fjords (and many tolls roads) before getting to Skjeggedal to begin the hike.

The hike begins with a very steep ascent for the first kilometer or two.  Originally, this part of the hike took you up a never-ending set of stairs alongside an old cable car track for some workers in the area, but this stairway has been closed off at the bottom, with the official trail winding in and out underneath the track.  Still, many people opt for the stairs, so just a few minutes into the trail, we did the same and got onto the exposed wooden stairs, heading up the very steep track with just a tiny cable serving as a handrail.  Though it was a tough climb, we preferred this option to the set of switchbacks, and after about 45 minutes of hard climbing on the stairs, we made it to the top, took a quick break and then pressed on.  The next part of the trail took us through some small lakes, huge rocks and a few mountain cabins before moving on to the next hard climb from kilometer 3 to 4.5.  Fortunately, the trail is very well marked with red T's and kilometer markers the whole way, not to mention a pretty obvious string of tourists.  As this is also above the tree line, it is simple enough to find your way, though if there were any snow, that would be a completely different story.

After the second steep part of the trail, the remainder was mostly level with mild inclines and declines.  Although the highlight of the trip would obviously be Trolltunga itself, the hike was much more scenic than we expected, with wonderful view of the steep valley and deep blue lake below.  Craig and I were both quite excited to get to the rocks, so we made great time and made it to the end of the trail in about 3.5 hours.  We had heard stories about how crowded it can be at the end, with lots of tour groups and intrepid hikers also arriving at midday.  So we certainly didn't have the place to ourselves, but the other tourists cooperated, and everyone took turns taking pictures on the ledge with some onlookers having lunch and taking a break on other rock ledges nearby.

Looking down over the valley and lake 2,000 feet below, we each gingerly walked out on the exposed rock platform, posing for a few pictures and then taking in the spectacular view with the deep blue water, valley walls and snow capped peaks in every direction.  We spent an hour or two enjoying the area before heading back down the trail, finishing the 22 km (13 mile), 8-10 hour hike in 6-6.5 hours, plus the 1-2 hours of enjoying the view from the top.  As we had a little bit of extra time, we relaxed for a bit by the lake and then moved on to Odda, a pleasant little village at the end of one fjord and made it down through the narrow, verdant valleys to Latefoss, a double waterfall that flows just under the main road and finally to Langfoss, one of the larger and more impressive waterfalls in Norway.  We stopped just a half mile short of the falls, as we decided to pull over and walk the rest of the way to avoid another of the expensive tolls, but it was a simple, flat walk to the falls.  At nearly 2,000 feet high, it's hard to grasp the real size of these falls from the base, but it was an amazing sight, though you do get a little desensitized to it all in this area, as it is inundated with the epic scenery of tall, green fjords and high waterfalls around every bend.

(Typical fjord along the way from Bergen to Odda/Trolltunga.  The narrow road made for a few close calls with passing trucks, but most of the drive was quiet enough that we didn't have to worry about it.)

(The 8-10 hour trek to Trolltunga begins with a very steep climb from the lake below.  While the old stairs are officially closed, many still opt to use them going up, instead of the switchbacks of the trail.  We pushed on for 45 minutes on the stairs and reached the top of the mountain, just the beginning of the long hike.)

(Looking down from the top of the mountain at the green and blue lakes below.)

(Once on top, the trail leveled out for a while, passing by grasslands, huge boulders and a few small lake cabins.)

(Craig continues on.  While the viewpoint was spectacular, the entire hike was much more scenic and enjoyable than we expected.  At 22 km (13 miles), it's far from easy, but after making it through the initial steep climb and another steep part from km 3-4.5, the remainder of the trail was fairly level and not too strenuous.)

(After 3.5 hours of fast hiking, we made it to Trolltunga, the Troll's Tongue.  This precarious piece of hike juts out above the valley and lake 2,100 feet below.)

(Craig from another angle at Trolltunga.  As one of Norway's more popular hikes, there were a decent number of people here at the top, but everyone was friendly and orderly about letting others have time to themselves on the rock for pictures and admiring the view.  Maybe socialism DOES work...)

(There's me, standing near the edge of Trolltunga.  Some tourists sat on the edge of the rock, but I decided a few feet was close enough after looking over the edge and the steep drop below.)

(A far off view of me, posing on Trolltunga.)

(After taking some pictures on the actual ledge, we walked around the side and enjoyed some time taking in the beauty of the lake and fjord-like valley below.  As this doesn't connect directly to the ocean, I think it's technically just a lake and not a fjord, but it looks almost exactly the same.)

(To document our first trip together, Craig and I had to take a picture with both of us, so we passed my camera off to a friendly Japanese tourist (for whom we also took pictures) and practiced our jumping skills.  We were actually able to do this in just one take, which was a good thing because our new friend literally took just one picture of the jump.)

(Sitting above Trolltunga, a few of the groups stopped for lunch and to admire the view below.)

(In between people hanging out on the ledge, I managed to get a picture of the Troll's Tongue without anyone, for that purely natural look.)

(Craig heading back along the trail.)

(About 2 miles from Trolltunga, the views of the lake are still amazing.)

(Craig attempting another cartwheel, slightly more successful than the one on top of Reinebringen.)

(A panorama of one of the better views along the hike back from Trolltunga.)

(After our long hike, we headed further South through some narrow fjord valley and made our way to Langfoss, the waterfall in the middle of the picture, pouring down nearly 2,000 feet.  One of Norway's top waterfalls, it was quite impressive, though hard to grasp the true size and power from the road that passes right next to the falls.  If you look closely, you can see the small bridge at the bottom of the falls, just above the waterline.)

(Latefoss, a powerful twin falls that sprays down next to the main road running South from Odda.)

(After our long hike and making it down to Latefoss and Langfoss, we headed back up to Odda, making it to a small restaurant in time to get dinner before finding a campsite on the edge of town.  This was a Mexican pizza, and it was surprisingly good.)

(Our rental car at one of the stops along the way from Odda to Voss.  While our car in Lofoten was a bit old and beat-up, this was a brand new VW and was pretty nice...though underpowered.)

Norway - Browsing Through Bergen

August 27, 2014

Bergen, the city of seven hills and seven fjords, is often known as the gateway to the fjords.  Oslo may be the official capital, but Bergen might be the tourist capital, as the scenic city draws visitors from all around the globe.  We only spent one day in the city, as we were more interested in getting out to the countryside to see some of the natural attractions.  Nevertheless, it was a good looking city with nice people and pleasant architecture.  We stayed in a quaint little apartment/hotel just behind the famous waterfront, though it required some tough maneuvering through narrow one-way streets/alleys and a few stops to ask around for directions through the convoluted array of lanes and sidewalks snaking up the hill behind the harbor.

After a nice night in the city, we awoke at 5 am the next day to get a good start and drive the 3.5 hours over to Trolltunga, our next stop on the journey.


(The funicular entrance up to the top of the mountain overlooking the city is hidden within the white building.  As we didn't have much time in the city, we skipped this part and mostly just wandered the old streets of the central/historical/touristy area.)

(Most of these buildings were built in the early 1900s, and they make up the iconic row of buildings known as Bryggen (which means quay in Norwegian)).

(Some of the cute little shops don't look all that stable, but they've been at that location for quite a while, so it doesn't seem that they're going anywhere.)

(A classic shot of Bryggen.  This area is tourist central, with many shops and outdoor cafes lining the waterfront.)

(The fish market offers a variety of different seafood where the vendors claim to speak 6 or 7 languages, though I mostly just heard Spanish.  The dark meat near the salesman is actually whale meat, as Norway is one of the few places that still hunts/fishes for whale.  I talked to the vendor about it, and he said it's not really that special and instead gave me a fresh slice of raw salmon, and it was delicious.)

(The iconic waterfront of Bergen/Bryggen.)

(Just a few minutes inland from the harbor, we stumbled upon this pleasant park, where we took a break from walking and enjoyed the fresh air and perfect weather.)

(Meatballs, potatoes, carrots, mashed peas and a cup of cranberry sauce comprised my typical Norwegian meal.  The restaurant was a nice mix of a bar, restaurant and library, filled with tables, standing areas and little nooks, so I had a nice little stand near the front for my dinner.  Craig opted for a kebab down the road instead.)

(Sunset along the harbor.)

Norway - Last Day in Lofoten

August 26, 2014

Moving on from Kvalvika, we drove around a few of the islands in the central Lofoten area.  Passing near Ramberg, we thought we were in for a cold, rainy day, but as we continued along the coast, we found that thick clouds were just poking in to a few of the fjords, creating bad weather in a few very specific areas, but once we emerged, we found more blue skies and sunshine.  After two days in tents, we decided to get a cabin for our last night in the Lofoten Islands, so we took advantage of the kitchen and actually cooked a nice taco dinner for ourselves.

(A small boat hut along the fjord near Flakstadoya.)

(After a few days of mostly granola, power bars and peanut butter sandwiches, I was dying for some nutrition, so I opted for the salad bar at the super market with lots of peppers, chicken, cheese and lettuce, and I was quite happy with my choice.  Those that know me realize that I don't always opt for the healthy choice, so I was proud of this.)

(Trolls are popular in Scandinavian culture, so I took a picture with this guy outside a tiny tourist shop in the area.)

(The thick clouds poking into the fjords stayed behind as we drove along the coast, offering blue skies and sunshine for most of the way.)

(Another set of typical houses in the area, backed by a huge fjord and one of the thick clouds coming in from the ocean.)

(This spot was amazing, so I decided I'd get a picture of myself there as well.  Having Craig along also helped to get good pictures of myself without having to try to set up the timer or wait for another passerby.)

(Some random flowers along the road, passing by numerous fjords en route.)

(As the clouds were rolling in, I hurried down to the first part of Haukland beach for some pictures, though the clouds seemed content to stay away from the beach itself.)

(Haukland offers beautiful white sand and clear water, but again, it's incredibly cold, so it's best viewed from the shore and not in the water.)

(While the weather at Haukland was perfect, a one minute drive though the tunnel at the base of this mountain to Utakleiv beach resulted in a completely different environment.  This mountain serves as a barrier, keeping one beach sunny and clear while the other side was cold, windy and completely covered in thick clouds and mist. With the tunnel bridging the two, it was amazing to see the stark change only sixty seconds away from each other.)

(A typical vacation hut along the waterfront.)

(Taking advantage of the kitchen in our huts, we opted for taco night with a few supplies from the local grocery store.  Tacos plus fjords...hard to beat that combination.)

Norway - Camping at Kvalvika Beach

August 25, 2014

After camping on top of Reinebringen, I was excited for our next night, heading up over a ridge to camp at Kvalvika Beach for the second night.  Parking on the inside of the fjord, we left the car and hiked 1-1.5 hours up over the ridge and back down to the expansive golden beach below.  Kvalvika is a beautiful beach backed by grassy ridges with a bit of an end of the world type vibe.  The massive peaks all around the beach lend to its isolated feeling, backed by large boulders and the occasional sheep wandering the paths.  While there were probably 5 or 10 other people camping on the beach that night, it was large enough to spread out and have an entire area to yourself, so it was perfect for us.

Despite being tired, I convinced myself that I needed to climb Ryten, the adjacent 1,100 foot mountain, and I was glad I did.  Climbing up the steep slopes around 7 pm, I first discovered a high mountain lake that feeds the small cascade down the hillside, and then followed the ridge up to the top of Ryten for spectacular views down to the beaches below and out to the vast Norwegian Sea.  As the cool wind blew in, the sun dipped low behind the clouds, creating an unbelievable view as the deep orange reflected off the endless water below.  Though I was tired, I couldn't believe the beautiful scene unfolding in every direction around me.  As I sat on the edge of the cliff, I took in the expansive views before heading back down to the beach to find my tent and get some rest.

In the morning, we tried to hike around a series of huge boulders to get to the second beach, but the rocks were extremely slippery, so we decided to be safe/smart and instead packed up and headed out in the late morning.





(Craig hiking along the boards that help get through some of the sludge along the trail as it passes through some boggy areas.  We hiked up to the saddle in the middle of the ridge and then steeply down to the beach below.)

(Craig can be seen in the bottom of this picture, hiking down to the beach below as we scouted out our camp site for the evening.)

(Craig and his tent, with the 1,100 foot mountian, Ryten, in the background.  I climbed to the top of that ridge later that evening, in spite of deciding against it earlier on the hike to the beach, mostly because I was tired/lazy.)

(Craig goes for a quick wade in the water.  As inviting as it looks, the water is absolutely freezing, which makes sense.  At 68 degrees North, this is as far North as parts of the Antarctic Peninsula are South.)

(Climbing up Ryten, I stopped for a view of Craig strolling the vast beach below.)

(The hidden lake halfway up to Ryten, high above the beach just below the edge of this picture.)

(We camped on the first beach in the picture, and a large series of boulders blocks most from getting to the second beach.)

(While enjoying the view atop Ryten, the sun fell behind this long cloud for a spectacular sunset.  Though I was tired and didn't want to make the steep climb, I was definitely happy that I made myself do it.)

(Another view of Kvalvika Beach from Ryten.)

 
(A panorama from the top of the mountain.  The climb up from the beach was about 1.5 hours and about 1 hour to make it back down.)

(My campsite the following morning.)

 
(The morning light illuminates Kvalvika Beach.)

(One last view of Kvalvika before heading back over the ridge the next morning.)

(Hiking back from the beach towards our car.)

(Craig heading back along the boards to our car at the water level in the bottom right of the picture.)

(Fog began to pour into the fjord as we got back to the car and headed up the coast to check out more of the beautiful scenery.)

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