Hello hello hello .... And so we are here again as every Wednesday and every Friday, here is your ranger with his blogooom
Our first day in the Nordic country, full of natural beauty and women are slowly moved further and coming weekend we are fine, despite fatigue from Thursday's party decided to visit this country and its natural beauty and intimate. As a destination has been defined area Lifjell ranger, winter ski resort, or Plateau lakes filled with Bo. And so after
collapse necessary nothings like Spacek, mat, we ate on Friday, around half past seven in the evening went successfully. The report rangers and Elissa (our Norwegian roommate). After a short journey for us Ľudo empty parking lot and car parking slot surprised again and we were about 40 NOK easier. Maps after they learned we went ... On our long journey not a niche for bed we stopped only occasionally, either Javascript landscapes, bilberries (a synonym for the present stay in Norway can be defined as blue berry land .... they are everywhere) or Javascript our employment, picking up empty cans and bottles (in Norge is backed up everything - cans, plastics and glass in store for this man gets a couple of fairly substantial small ). Around ten in the evening in the moonlight, we came to the place of M, wandered around the sheep and we decided to settle. No rain near us a little surprised, but fortunately was near a small shack with a pergola or a shelter where we finally stuck. Otherwise, the lone, wooden cottages in Lifjelli is many of them, because the Norwegians have to so with the ultimate Nature Conservancy nela head. The interesting thing here is the way the sheep are kept, because those vats are Homeless operate that way. From the meadows, through bushes, steep cliffs to the hiking trails. Their life cycle is a bit different from the Slovak colleagues, since early summer bring them up, marked with placards and bells and the whole summer left to run around and live a wonderful life sheep in these godforsaken mountains. But in the fall of some miraculous way, find, wave cut and converted them into sheep heaven.
Here we slept on priedomí
OFCE
When the sun rose, Miro, and I finally Elissa of sleeping bags, after a hearty breakfast (BeBe and banana), we move on through the country rocks, lakes, sheep ... The real paradise. A relaxed trip accompanied by great masses of blueberries, the sun turns the clouds until we found it ... it dreamed of coming to Norway ... yes dear, we found a small snow field ...
August snow, less than 1000 m
After this ecstatic experience of harmony followed by a relaxed lakeside country walk, lunch, pervasive sheep (they have several versions Beee ... some even converted to Meeeeee). Afternoon we hike around successfully finished fourth and went towards Breisach-our hut.
country full of lakes (and ofiec)
rangerská But since the passion felt for the adrenaline-filled, small bo dinner we all went out and chose vercajch climbing the tree to the hut. The aim was to make clear lift ourselves to a little confiscated, and of course a couple of neighbors, pozerajúcich disbelief. In other words, we gradually devised a system of fixing ropes up statics, dynamics stretched between the trees (the highest point of lift should be around 6 m and overall length and 15 m). In other words, when we have all the right places jebli porichtung could start the rodeo. Guinea pig as I was I selected. Fear that everything keeps the right was replaced with a fun situation hampering Prusík that gets me stuck and I had it cut off. And in that moment it was set in motion. It was incredible, great, just maybe a bit short. Landing safely between two trees using a static rope ascender that while straining dynamics. Followed by Miro, who also successfully survived. Little we have improved the system for tree climbing and slow prusíkovanie we traded for climbing ala the rod. Next time you have to try something Dan Osman style ...
... and lanovkári rozmotali ropes
Miro the oil man
The second dinner was followed by a quick decision to go to get to know and see the other beauty of Norway and the action-Slovakia Norwegian convoy headed out to the local disco. The atmosphere was loose upon arrival or air on Everest. But after about an hour, around midnight, everything got back on track, mink are promenádovali in their short robes, with big blonde hair and neck. How would say classic ... Who would be on the wheelbarrow of manure to rely. But since I'm not even porn agricultural economy, rather, I spent conversations with classmates and inhalation benzene, nitrosamines, formaldehyde and hydrogen cyanide. At the end of disco, we were determined to move to the floor, which was full of foreign classmates and a few Norwegians and limber up in some rhythm. It was a little problem, the DJ was a real gourmet, but probably missed him, that the oldies know all psychodelic trance dance. Such Arnoštek would have certainly shown (for outsiders http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7J7AGC3Aixk ). But as the Spaniard became prítulnejšími and our fatigue is escalated, the Rangers opted for a strategic retreat yours truly and honestly abstinujúca in Norway:) došoférovala home.
Continued next ...
Zdeno