The best place to go to from Bergen, and the place we prefer, is Finse. It is easily reached by train from Bergen, it is on the “Bergensbanen” to Oslo, and on this line, there are quite a few nice stops. Finse is the highest, so if the weather is very bad, or we do our trekking to late in year and to close to the winter, we go to lower destinations. Usually, that means Ustaoset, from where the picture above is taken, but we have also been to Mjølfjell and Urdenoset one single time, each. We try to wary, but prefer Finse the most.
We usually don’t get on a train until noon, at earliest, so the first day is only a short walk before camping. The first day the packing is also at it’s heaviest, with tremendous amounts of food, wine, and even wood to keep a fire alive during the cold night. The bags are ridiculously heavy, even before we put on the woods on every spot available outside the bag, it is bursting full of food and all kind of equipments. So we are rather keen of finding a place to camp.
First morning is the main breakfast. The bread is still fresh, and so are we and everything we have. Since about 2005, or maybe earlier, we have developed an excellent tradition of serving boiled eggs at breakfast. We were a bit scared if we could keep the eggs safe in our heavy and voluminous packing, but so we can, and now we bring eggs for every day and more (a Russian saying – if you go away for a day, bring a full week of supply! True!), and of course – bacon. And coffee, fresh and boiled, and slices of bread in unlimited supplies. I long for these breakfasts even now, they are supreme. As is the landscape up there. What a combination.
Then we do the walking. After the heavy and prolonged breakfast, often starting a bit late, after severe celebrations the night before, we have a short time to do all the walk on the Saturday. We shoul also save time for a proper lunch, with another warm meal (porridge of sour cream, that is, usually). We do not walk for long, but we walk very fast, to compensate. And we leave the hurdy burdy walk for Sunday, if we are far from the station and have to reach the train. When this is a problem – the trekking is at it’s best.
Dinner on the Saturday should also be excellent, but the shortage of time do make it’s influence here. We do not have anymore wood, not anymore wine (of course, no matter how much we brought), and the Norwegian mountain is cold and dark at night, and gets dark soon in the autumn, or late summer, when we walk. But we have always a set of meals to chose from, and more meals, than we will actually have, so we sometimes solve this problem by having another lunch, Saturday night. Usually pancakes, that is, or sausages, or some kind of pasta.
On the Sunday we start out earlier. The train leaves at 1900 from Finse station, which is usually our target (in 2007, when the target was actually Ustaoset, we lost the train for that reason), and we always been very optimistisc and just walked furhter away and away, both the Friday and the Saturday. So on Sunday we have to make it all the way back. With a good, long breakfast, and a lunch, and a dinner. Of course.
Last year we didn’t make the trip, for the first time since we started in the year 2000, I think it was. My friend was in France all September, I was in Russia thereafter, and then my father suddenly died, and I had to go home for October, and it got to late, snow had come, and it was to cold and nothing for the walk we like to do. So, hopefully we will do two this year. One in spring, and one in the autumn. These Weekends are to great to miss.