Choose your own tramping adventure

One of the cool things about Norway, particularly Bergen, is you can basically walk out your door, and be in the wilderness in a few minutes.

Ok, maybe like 20 minutes, if you live right in the middle of town.

Who needs a map, or tracks?  Just choose your own.

So, with no rain forecast until late afternoon, we decided to head out for some wilderness bashing.

There was a nearby mountainous knob with no seeming road access, I wanted to explore.

We strapped up the barn and headed on our way.

House painting is incredibly expensive (as we are just finding out), mainly due to scaffolding.  So, it's not uncommon to see houses with home built scaffold.

House painting is incredibly expensive (as we are just finding out), mainly due to scaffolding. So, it’s not uncommon to see houses with home built scaffold.

Access to the knob proved difficult.  We wandered in circles up some residential streets, until we came to an open abandoned paddock. We rambled on through, past a Norwegian farmer, and his house, and found ourselves on a secret road.

Wandering through a Norwegian farm

Wandering through a Norwegian farm

 

Heading up the road, revealed another extensive hidden Norwegian farm, all within a short walk from our home.

We admired the impressive farming machinery for the 10, maybe 20 acres.

Newly built farming implement sheds.  Not visible in this photo is the mighty John Deer tractor to go with.

Newly built farming implement sheds. Not visible in this photo is the mighty John Deer tractor to go with.

 

Norsk farm dog.  Two eye colours. It was a special secret valley.

Norsk farm dog. Two eye colours. It was a special secret valley.

 

Sweet farming subsidies.

The road continued, so on we wandered.

It narrowed.  We were uncertain as to whether we would end up in the farmer’s implement shed, but decided since Norway has no concept of shooting trespassers*, we were safe to continue.

The road-let ended at a concrete bunker.  Maybe a war relic.

Hello, what's this then?

Hello, what’s this then?

To our surprise it wasn’t a bunker, but rather, we had discovered a dam.  But not just any dam.  An empty dam.   Mysteriously drained.  Why was it there?  Was it there to serve the farm? If so, that’s a lot of water, for one farmlet, in Rain Capital City.

Completely drained dam.  Looks like it had only happened recently.

It’s a dam!

 

 

Completely drained dam.  Looks like it had only happened recently.

Completely drained dam. Looks like it had only happened recently.

There seemed to be a semi track around the dam, maybe. We rambled on.  The track was not so much a track, well maybe for the imaginative.  But, it was difficult to get lost, since we had an empty dam to follow. At the end of the dam, we discovered a secret campsite, and more semi-tracks.  We picked one at random.

Negotiating a stream crossing via a secret make-shift bridge

Negotiating a stream crossing via a secret make-shift bridge

 

 

Where are we?

Where are we?

 

Well, if we get lost, there are some tasty mushrooms to snack on.

Well, if we get lost, there are some tasty mushrooms to snack on.

 

 

After about an hour of wilderness bashing, we suddenly found civilisation again and popped out at the back of someone’s house.

Civilisation!

Civilisation!

 

Popping out behind someone's back yard

Popping out behind someone’s back yard

 

Glad to be back on more steady ground we headed back home for some hot chocolates as the weather closed in.

We never did make it to the top of the knob, but instead had discovered a whole new secret valley.  That was ok too.

So much excitement.

And yet the baby slept through the entire adventure.

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