Trying to climb the mountain

Day 4 June 27th. A day at home in Vesterålen

After another day, travelling by car, we needed a "day off" at home. We slept, took it easy. We had looked at the mountain behind our house for a long time. I wanted to se the lake so much. The lake Nordheivatnet is at 386 meters above the ocean and lays between the bowl shaped mountains.

We started in a good mood. The subarctic forest is very beautiful with dwarf cornel in bloom and gnarly birch trees.

It had rained for 5 weeks and our feet got wet very fast.

We obviously took the wrong way. With a steep almost impossible to climb and heaps of rocks surrounding us, we had to turn back. Since it was late, we headed back home.

It's not easy to see how steep it was, but we seriously wouldn't get this high up if we didn't have the trees to hold on to.

The evening ended with more resting. 

I sneaked away and took a bath. I can tell you it was unbelievable cold, even though I had a wet suit. It was a quick dip and no one saw me, so they didn't beleive that I did dip myself.

This is a typical photo of bored brothers, it has always ended in a wrestling match.

Lofoten - land of Vikings and Surfers

Day 3 June 26th Daytrip to Lofoten
One of the things we learned about this nook of the world is that the weather change fast here, as you will see in the photos of this post. Actually, dangerously fast, if you are somewhere were you need to dress for the weather. More on that later.
We found out that we have our own herd of reindeers in the neighbourhood, that is cute.

This day was aimed for Lofoten, a short daytrip we thought. The distance might look short on a map, but with windling roads, the time to travel from one spot to another is quite a bit longer. Hinnöya, one of the islands in this area has massive mountains. Even though they have built lots of tunnels (Mines of Moria, we call them), the roads takes us around, along the shoreline. At Hinnöya there is a National park called Möysalen, the same name as the highest point 1265 m above sea level. It hides behind the fog and rain. Oskar would love to climb this mountain and I looked for information about it. It was not safe to go alone without a mountain guide, so we opted for another top.

Svolvaer at Austvågöya (east wave island) is the largest town in Lofoten. A landmark in the town is the nearby mountain with a chimney like cliff called Svolvaer Geita. I googled the name and got quite annoyed of adrenaline seeking people who use to jump between the two rocks. 

We found a restaurant with a surfers theme, were I had a fish soup and the others ate hamburgers. 

Our main goal for this day trip was Lofotr Viking museum at Vestvågöya (west wave island). Part of the museum is a HUUGE long house (83 meters) built by hand in accordance with old methods. I didn't knew that long houses were this big, the lenght is in size of a large mansion.

Lots of good craftmanship and beautiful details in all the wood work. Look at the roof tiles, hand carved piece by piece. This is built to last. 

I was lucky enough to get photos without people swarming around. There were a large group of elderly people who had bright red jackets with lots of badges and large white letters "polar expedition" or something on their backs. They didn't look very adventurous, more comfortable I would say. Johan looked it up and found out that they had paide a huge amount of money for this trip. Maybe I'm a snob, but I dislike charter and all inclusive travelling.

The craftmanship continued inside the long house, everything hand made and genuine. I think the loom looks unpractical ( have been weaving) to tighten the weave, they used swords in whale bone.

Johan and Gustav, and Oskar tries helmets and shields.

In one end of the long house, there was a wood working shop were a couple of guys made ornamental things like the plank on the right.

the museum had it's own harbour with a few boats. Johannas father who is a wood worker, has built a viking ship once with the old methods, larger than these, he told me that it takes long time and it's difficult.

The nature around Borg as the place is called has softer hills and not much wind. A good place to build a long house. The long house is an almost exact replica of the long house that once stood there in the viking era, it is the largest long house that ever been found. Archeological examinations has revealed many treasures and traces for the people who once lived here. Olaf Tvennumbruni was one of the last chiefs of Borg he was said to be a great "hamram" kind of priest who held rites for the old gods. He and his family left Borg for Island, maybe because of a time of political and religious upheavals.

The surfer restaurant in Svolvaer has a locigal meaning. Unstad beach, not long from Borg has the northliest surfing school (Unstad Arctic surf) in the world. If you google arctic surf you can se cool photos of the winter surfers. 

Unstad is a tiny village, surrounded by high mountains. The only way here is through a small tunnel, that was on a renovating status when we came here. The lights was out and the tunnel very small. I was scared to drive through.

The photos from Borg shows a blue sky but on the other side of the mountain, the clouds cover the sky and the wind is heavy. Alfons and I removed our shoes to wade in the water.

I understand why there is no one in the water. The under streams is strong and the sand blaster our bones. Alfons didn't pull upp his trousers enough and he waded further out. Until a big wave came and flushed him up to the waist. Did he brought some extra clothes? No, sigh. But fortunately he's eleder brother did. 

Back through the tunnel and on the other side of the mountain, the weather is much calmer. Himmeltindan, the mountain in the background rises 930 meter above sea.

I really wanted to go all the way out on the tail end of Lofoten ( the name means lynx foot btw), but by this time the clock was half past eight and we had several hours of driving ahead. So we called it a night.
Writing these post with the soundtrack from lots in my ears...

Vesterålen - where the sky meets the ocean

Day 2 June 25th
Once across the border, the landscape suddenly change. The mountains are higher and more rocky and the nature gives a dramatic impression, comparing to the Swedish side. The photos below shows Junkerdal.

A serpentine road windling along the mountain side with a steep cliff. You can see how small the road is. These meeting spots (were I parked) are a bit sunken, scary.

The photo above was taken in Fauske were I had to fill up gas.
The trip also included a ride with a ferry, from Bognes to Lödingen

Into the fog...

Driving through this dramatic landscape, frequently the thought comes to me, why didn't they shoot the lotr in Norway?

Finally we reach our destination, 6 o'clock in the evening. The red house with large windows is ours. The house is clean and fresh and well equipped. Behind the house is a bowl shaped mountain (Reinstadtinden) reaching 835 meters above the sea. I can see a lake in the bottom of the "bowl", on a map, and I wish to take a climb. I'm on the beach right now, so when I turn around...

White sand, turqoise water and a 900 m high mountain, called Nontind. This is our amazing view, everytime we look out the window. It's a bit sad that a photo doesn't make the real thing justice. The mountain looks actually much higher in reality, you feel pretty small in this place.

 Sitting on a stone and ingesting the view, I become overwhelmed by the beauty. If I could, I would cry, but I'm overwhelmed and filled with to many emotions. You do agree with me, that this is the place for fairytales, don't you?

The photos are taken half past 10 in the evening, it's not particularly dark. At one o clock in the night it is only a wee bit darker.

I pick seashells and sea glass. The salty water is ice cold.

Johan gives me a hug and says that I've planned this trip very well.

A trip to a place far away

Sweden is a country with a very shifting nature. It shifts from Mediterranean to Arctic climate. Something we don't have is the dramatic nature like Norway. Lofoten and Vesterålen is like a place sprung from fairy tales and sagas, well some tales of the Vikings actually happened there. I have always wanted to visit this wonderful spot of earth and particularly see the puffin birds, the sea and the mountains.
Our trip became a real family-road trip, because I even got my oldest son to join, along with girlfriend.

Day 1 June 24th.  Travelling north
Our first day was spent in the car. We drove constantly for 11 hours, with only two pauses for snacks and food and some short ones for driver change and leg stretching.

When driving through the Ångermanland and Lapland county, we also had to stop several times because of reindeers on the road. They "own" the road and are not afraid of the cars at all. If you use, google maps for fastest track, you can be advised some strange roads, we had to travel 30 km on a gravel road, wich actually worked excellent.

Our stop for the night was Vuoggatjålme, this is how far we could go in Sweden and still have a comfortable place to stay at. Vuoggatjålme is right on the arctic circle and is one of the old road stations along the Silver road. 

After a quick dinner, some of us headed out for a short walk. I took photos of arctic flowers. 

Butter ball is a giant kind of butter cup. We found a whole meadow with these flowers, it was amazingly beautiful, mut too much mosquitoes. I also found yellow violets and dwarf cornel (hönsbär).

There is something with a waterfall that is attracting. Is it the energy of the running water, the sound or the beauty of it that caught our interest? What do you think?

Anyway, we saw a lot of waterfalls during this trip.

Vuoggatjålme is located by a lake called Sädvajaure. It has a marvellous beach with flat stones. Perfect for playing ducks and drakes. The water is crystal clear and you can drink it right away. 

The mountains still have snow even though it's the end of June. The mountains in the background is Såmbertjårro.

The face of a tired middle aged woman.

Perhaps you are wondering about the names on these places I mention, they sound a bit exotic, don't they? We are in Sapmi the country of the Sàmi-people our native population (Read more about this here). 

Day 2 June 25th Leaving Sweden.

Butter balls for the breakfast table. Isn't it an adorable flower?

After a shower and breakfast we headed towards Norway. 

But first a photo of our kids. Reluctantly posing: Johans son, Gustav. My youngest Alfons, my eldest Oskar and his girlfriend Johanna.

Naturally we couldn't resist frequent stops for photos of beautiful Lapland.

The silent, vast landskape is very soothing for the soul. I wish I could come here again and stay for a while, just to breathe and hike.

This is the amazing view over Skärrim1300 m.a.s. Behind these mountains we have Norway.

Oskar in front of the mountains.

Bat fit - Loosing weight finally

Since I met Johan, I have gained weight slowly but steady. I adopted his lifestyle and it wasn't good for my health at all. Last year I weighed heavy 95 kg for my modest height. That is dangerously unhealty for a woman in my age with heart failure as a heredity.
Recovering from psychological health issues and working full time, plus studying half time prevented me from doing something about it.
What actually made me determined and get the motivation, was a stair with 400 steps I had to climb when visiting a mine last winter.

My heart raced and I felt the taste of blood in my mouth. I had to stop several times to take my breath and couples far more older than me, passed by and asked how I was. I felt lousy.

I bought a gym pass the next day.

I started with weigh lifting and inspired Johan to buy a gym pass as well. 

It's very uncomfortable to show you a selfie I dislike. My training clothes fits like a sausage casing, and I look swollen.

He also joined Weight watchers, wich we had done before, but failed. I resisted.

I got a smart watch, a Samsung 3s from Johan as a birthday gift

Can you read the number at the clock on the bottom middle. 79 beats per minute, that is the lowest heart rate I tracked. It was more often over 80 beats and that is a big sign of lack of health.

As we had a long snowy winter, I went cross country skiing a couple of times per week. We have amazing tracks in the neighbourhood..well forest. 

This is me, finally reached the top of the mountain with a fantastic view. I'm tired and have a full moon face. I snore heavily at night for obvious reasons.

When Johan started to loose weight, I joined Weight Watchers programme. It worked excellent this time. I beleive there are more than one reason it works. 

First of all, our mindset is set for change and determination to end this, we are encouraging to each other.

Second, I put in an IUS, to end my Niagara fall menstruations, migraine, mood swings and the feeling of being ill once in a month. This was a huge positive change for my physical and mental health.

Third, the new Weight Watchers system really works. I loose weight without much effort or being too hungry. I learn to combine foods so they don't add on my weight.

The result is that I lost 12 kg and have changed clothing size. I shop my closet, find old clothes that fits again. Maybe I'll post a new selfie later.

I can really recommend the new Weight Watcher system. Yes, it is expensive, but the money i once put on restaurants I can now save in the long run.

I had to write about my trip to Edinburgh in arrears, because I really wanted to tell you about it. I also wanted to write about something nice.

Right now, we are planning another great adventure, that I will write about later.

Schools out

I work as a science and chemistry teacher in High School. One thing that many don't know is that we teachers also have angst about grading. The end of term is very hectic, because national school rules says that teachers ought to help students as much as possible, to pass grades. Some students wake up only a few week left and starts to work. I have given encouraging chats, called students on their phone to get them to work, comforting crying students and giving hugs and pats on shoulders, but sadly, also negative responses.

My oldest son went out of High School last week. He studied house building at the same school I teach. He was a bit dismissive and avoiding the first year, it was tough. But it changed the last years. I teached many of his friends and he told me, he never heard anything negative about me as a teacher, on the contrary, only positive things. Maybe that changed his view of me.

Anyway, the graduation ritual is a serious thing in Sweden. It's almost like a second National Day. A week before, there is a ritual in putting on the Student cap (it's a Swedish thing). Falun has a local tradition, were you have to walk around the center block with one foot on the pavement and the other in the gutter. Then you jump on one foot towards a draining well, while mumbling a verse in latin. You throw a coin from the same year you were born in the well and gather around  the market square. After all this, you are allowed to put on the cap.

The day for the graduation is also special ritual for High School students. They receive their grades and maybe an award, having a dinner with their class teacher and then run out of school to their relatives.

I took my day off and welcomed Oskar out of school. We hold up a sign for him to find us in the crowd (its a tradition) and we hung silly gifts around his neck.

He looked very smart in a flower shirt, red bowtie and costume.
After this, a carnival like tour around town take place. Every class has hired a truck and decorated it with branches and banners.

These banners have different messages written.

Top photo: "Get drunk, get handsome". "I rather be eaten by an animal than study science". It is common to mock the Science classes like this.

Bottom left: An hommage to a colleague of mine, named Åke, he teach math.

Bottom right: A cropped banner but it is the students from the Science programme that writes "To hate us Science nerds is your favourite thing, but we get the best grades".

Oskar has boarded the truck. The sign says "We are better than Di Caprio, we have 5 Oscars". It means that there are 5 guys in the class named Oscar. I tried to call for my Oskar, but three other boys, not mine, looked over the wall. I had to yell Mårten (his nickname) for him to respond. Johan had to climb up in the flatbed to help the students with the sound system. Suddenly the truck drove away with him and the students. Not every adult is welcome on board.

The truck drives around for one hour or so, then the students march through town, making noice, singing, and sprinkles champagne before a fancy car picks every student up to bring them home to a student reception and a party.

I got my vacation a couple of days ago. It lasts until mid August. 

Happy summer holidays.