Do you remember that feeling way back when you learned to ride a bike? I had just begun school when I got my first bike. Day in and day out I would sit on the seat and push myself along the roadside curb with my right foot. My strides became longer and longer until oneContinue reading “Winter bikepacking to local mountain in Norway”
What happens when you mix a grumpy snow groomer, Norways national sport skiing and a couple of more or less bearded bikepackers on fatbikes and grind that with four days of riding along an almost 150 km long stretch of prime ski tracks in an alpine environment? A whole lot, I can tell you.
It’s impossible not to notice: The premature feeling of spring in the air. With a temperature above freezing, the powdery snow has finally settled. We walk a couple of hundred meters on foot from our house, Siri and I, put on our snowshoes and leave the road behind us. We follow a snowmobile track coveredContinue reading “On snowshoes, fatbikes and unexpected expenses”
It was winter. There was snow. And before us awaited a week without any big plans – winter holiday 2011. The ideas were many, but the decision was easy: We went to Blefjell, our lokal mountain range. Sleeping bags, sleeping mats, tents, food, clothing, cooking equipment, cuddly teddy bears and a radio were distributed betweenContinue reading “Wintercamping with Children – Northern Lights and Whooper Swans above the Blefjell mountains”
« … And this weekend there really is no time, but it’s no use thinking about that now, the boots sink into the snow, the pack resting heavily on the back and in your hand you hold a child. We leave the small road and go into the night. Straight pines slide out from theContinue reading “70 seconds of outdoor happiness”