After some hours of sleep in the car at the parking of the Vigeland sculpture park, we left Oslo early in the morning. (The Vigeland parking is surrounded by trees, free during the night and a descent sleeping option for many European budget road-trippers.)
Our idea had been to drop into a tourist information office before leaving Oslo, so we could fetch information that’d give us an idea of where to drive. But we didn’t want to wait until they’d open. So we set the GPS on Drammen west of Oslo, where we figured we’d be by around opening hour for tourist offices. We ate breakfast by the water in Drammen and freshened up in the ice-cold fjord.
We had made a preliminary plan to drive west to the fjords around Jörpeland and the Pulpit rock. But a lovely girl at the tourist information in Drammen suggested a change of plans. If we wanted to see the best fjords we should go farther north, for stunning views to Hardangervidda and for an amazing hike Trolltunga (tounge of the troll). We simply followed her advice.
We had two free weeks, a good car, tent, cooking equipment and a lot of food bought in Sweden (where it’s cheaper). The map shows the complete trip we made. But at this initial point, we had no idea that we’d end up in snowy mountains, pristine beaches and even in Denmark.
We drove along the national road Rv 40 and made several stopovers in the green and calm Numedal valley.
One of many unnamed picnic places.
Details of a house somewhere in Numedal.
Geilo is one of the biggest Norwegian ski resorts in the winter and a perfect outset for hiking Hardangervidda and Hallingskarvet national parks in the summer. We arrived in Geilo in the mountains in the late afternoon and made five attempts to find the road to Prestholtskarvet in Hallingskarvet National Park until we finally found it (without really knowing how).
It was already around late in the evening when we chose our camping site, but that’s really not a problem in a country where it never gets dark during summer.
Favourite camping recipe.
Never-ending streams of drinking water.
The rain started drumming on the tent but we were already safe inside.
Sunset over Prestholtskarvet, the mountain that we’d try to hike the next day. More about that soon…