tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72442963630261816142024-03-18T04:00:46.672+01:00LangturEn blogg av Henning Lauridsen om lange turer i inn og utland med innslag av en og annen korttur. Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.comBlogger94125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-90823887603034781432023-08-13T09:45:00.002+02:002023-08-18T20:25:11.059+02:00Ostseeradweg og Hærvejen på 3 dager - Kiel - Viborg - Fredrikshavn<p> For litt over 40 år siden fikk jeg boken "Hærvejen" av min danske moster Anna. Hun røyket cigarillos, kjørte knallert og var svært historieinteressert. Etter å ha lest boken bestemte jeg meg for å sykle Hærvejen på maksimalt to dager i 2023. </p><p>Hærvejen er en opptil 4.000 år gammel ferdselsrute som følger høyderyggen på Jylland i Danmark fra Tyskland i syd til Fredrikshavn i nord. Veien er pepret med datidens måte å bygge et ettermæle på til fremvisning for flest mulig; gravhauger og runesteiner. Var de plassert langs Hærvejen var man sikret et publikum i hundrevis av år. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq35IrqNLEpuM6Z1W2-uDZ0aTRihlhrV16qlxrMxUw25H9N8-4AaHgRHaEcHOvpWnW4ZPK1LCHqMALhPhThljrOTFL7cgx0Rspxa8iRax_5rJSzMKTwPqjIU752Y9HGCLudsGB9_-4QJF_T5sS9zC_c9Im8cX2JkrSyG5c1-M8lRNBiU0Nzsxv0sxC2j8U/s3392/20230806_213432.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq35IrqNLEpuM6Z1W2-uDZ0aTRihlhrV16qlxrMxUw25H9N8-4AaHgRHaEcHOvpWnW4ZPK1LCHqMALhPhThljrOTFL7cgx0Rspxa8iRax_5rJSzMKTwPqjIU752Y9HGCLudsGB9_-4QJF_T5sS9zC_c9Im8cX2JkrSyG5c1-M8lRNBiU0Nzsxv0sxC2j8U/w640-h480/20230806_213432.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Så blid blir jeg etter å ha syklet Hærvejen</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Torsdag 3. august 2023 var over 40 års venting på å sykle Hærvejen over. Jeg satt på dekk på Color Line i retning Kiel. Som prolog hadde jeg bestemt meg for å sykle den tilrettelagte sykkelruten Ostseeradweg fra Kiel til Flensburg rett syd for grensen til Danmark. </p><p>Kombinasjonen Ostseetadweg og Hærvejen er perfekt. Man kan trille ombord på Kielerfergen i Oslo, sykle en sammenhengende sykkelrute gjennom Tyskland og Danmark til Fredrikshavn for deretter å bli fraktet tilbake til Oslo. Selv brukte jeg en langhelg med 3 dager på sykkelen og syklet i tur-tempo med en del stopp for å spise, se på ting langs veien osv. Det ga ganske lange dager der jeg var ferdig med syklingen rundt 21-22-tiden og ikke hadde mye tid til annet enn å spise og sove på overnattingsstedene. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDiEhSN26P77XKWuP5vrycNWjdfohrL4VaDKgyoD1ZJmunjO9gz6cO9u__7hfgjnZgivMg2qWhaaXb4Loo3Y_7DXCPwZxTbYt3ehmQG6In5-YMWK-Bj9AyZ5kXIxoXjPxKge6I03aE65hb0Eom9lKjqhve8qHdwtj3sUCnb0YyXxsO5yYalJArVDd_zsm/s4000/20230803_141508.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDiEhSN26P77XKWuP5vrycNWjdfohrL4VaDKgyoD1ZJmunjO9gz6cO9u__7hfgjnZgivMg2qWhaaXb4Loo3Y_7DXCPwZxTbYt3ehmQG6In5-YMWK-Bj9AyZ5kXIxoXjPxKge6I03aE65hb0Eom9lKjqhve8qHdwtj3sUCnb0YyXxsO5yYalJArVDd_zsm/w640-h360/20230803_141508.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nesoddbåten glir forbi Nakholmen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7jf1DQ6VmNMJ93TReRJWhu48ATBhZ3_16EpelgBDe2F8c3ORVBtzlbDllEd9YWYmTsMKCSmoz0aS8kV5ZV6MF1gX97r-UjUU_pMDsotHtTPSfl18oBKhSLgcpHWWpqgNpTv7yurupo9-7jzOTlG7Xe4CUYBbwCclDM05Uc5tOE7KQaIdBnVuxBHsQsa_/s2996/20230803_142524-EDIT.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1399" data-original-width="2996" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY7jf1DQ6VmNMJ93TReRJWhu48ATBhZ3_16EpelgBDe2F8c3ORVBtzlbDllEd9YWYmTsMKCSmoz0aS8kV5ZV6MF1gX97r-UjUU_pMDsotHtTPSfl18oBKhSLgcpHWWpqgNpTv7yurupo9-7jzOTlG7Xe4CUYBbwCclDM05Uc5tOE7KQaIdBnVuxBHsQsa_/w640-h298/20230803_142524-EDIT.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mor holder familietradisjonen i hevd og vifter med en fargerik parasoll fra sommerstedet på Nesodden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0QVEnt67W1vSyVwqxrn6BSUwgbpje6Nd5NNKRNEESadV8E_uBRCiRvoxBocaVQs5j-WQclpHCabSQQ12kn0iqWEOUO-9IXcGG7ku25_yMMaMSnlEFVKCI3QgdUVZY7LiVSKT1Wjn4Lf3q8CJPlPfB2Z2vD_jlp49IrZgs7PDLSf6Z5yupXWTwAnXIxgH/s4000/20230803_152035.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0QVEnt67W1vSyVwqxrn6BSUwgbpje6Nd5NNKRNEESadV8E_uBRCiRvoxBocaVQs5j-WQclpHCabSQQ12kn0iqWEOUO-9IXcGG7ku25_yMMaMSnlEFVKCI3QgdUVZY7LiVSKT1Wjn4Lf3q8CJPlPfB2Z2vD_jlp49IrZgs7PDLSf6Z5yupXWTwAnXIxgH/w640-h360/20230803_152035.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ramme gård ses såvidt fra fjorden</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Jeg hadde kjøpt rimeligste lugarkategori: innvendig 3-sjerners. Den var slett ikke verst. Dobbeltseng, tv og bilder på veggene. For å hindre at passasjerer med ulike lugarkategorier ble blandet hadde Color Line sørget for at jeg skulle spise middags- og frokostbuffet i restauranten som var tiltenkt oss med 3-stjerners. De med 4- og 5-stjerners lugarer spiste tilsvarende i "sine" restauranter. <div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEUyIZQFIDk2DrwsVDkgolBaBGUKtg9XCGycHhOFnD5iLDE6oyXs5hUYuEg6EJY-4YG2j8pRWVCkIlsjv3MozFDYarsMo7Z1Cte2zwyB6X3_EHqwZ-R9DefN-k6-mdUXs0ALlXoJEcluT5xXME3tPPggJBWzk4jdJx_EAws1MgkCd2UjCGdAW8Z_Xp8akj/s4000/20230803_130552.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEUyIZQFIDk2DrwsVDkgolBaBGUKtg9XCGycHhOFnD5iLDE6oyXs5hUYuEg6EJY-4YG2j8pRWVCkIlsjv3MozFDYarsMo7Z1Cte2zwyB6X3_EHqwZ-R9DefN-k6-mdUXs0ALlXoJEcluT5xXME3tPPggJBWzk4jdJx_EAws1MgkCd2UjCGdAW8Z_Xp8akj/w360-h640/20230803_130552.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lugaren</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTsziTdS3pVwUapYnwatEP1OIFi4tyALGIoKCRit4OhHb4nSDzIzOg_1IB2OLLRJhRVTbsO1eG1heG2gS-UQfkOD8DvewRSH5-WTz1pLJ4gYueIJu2xwR8cHJv4kO4g9PVY29Z4U7ug-zHyZGlhmWXeqd5O_S7NZ2iZSdeDcAVQCK7dE8pW58xNzi4KIq/s4000/20230803_161326.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTsziTdS3pVwUapYnwatEP1OIFi4tyALGIoKCRit4OhHb4nSDzIzOg_1IB2OLLRJhRVTbsO1eG1heG2gS-UQfkOD8DvewRSH5-WTz1pLJ4gYueIJu2xwR8cHJv4kO4g9PVY29Z4U7ug-zHyZGlhmWXeqd5O_S7NZ2iZSdeDcAVQCK7dE8pW58xNzi4KIq/w640-h360/20230803_161326.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kielerfergen er i en annen divisjon enn Nesoddbåten og deler av fellesarealene er kraftig pimpa</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8kW-yCL1KVacPFSffGWqg0S9Jo7OyBUr68F22i0B7fzJtvqk-wxsTOpafUvfrz4ztQ_pcB17U0VXOnMRquh3y3dKYqWf25pyNrn64PmaVqKmgveVJNuvv56GXBbIhCnmQFyIWyPVPMHULXDy2Hw1Aw62Ypmr60VkmBftgmBTLHi3OzZ-D8d9Rlde1feR/s4000/20230803_165140-EDIT.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8kW-yCL1KVacPFSffGWqg0S9Jo7OyBUr68F22i0B7fzJtvqk-wxsTOpafUvfrz4ztQ_pcB17U0VXOnMRquh3y3dKYqWf25pyNrn64PmaVqKmgveVJNuvv56GXBbIhCnmQFyIWyPVPMHULXDy2Hw1Aw62Ypmr60VkmBftgmBTLHi3OzZ-D8d9Rlde1feR/w640-h360/20230803_165140-EDIT.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg så meg selv på NRK Dagsrevyen og TV2 nyheter på båt for første gang i livet <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrhHi6oShMOoiXUWiBBsg9bIhf0jTz4EdU66B0VgGo5stfBylBIUEfNvH7FT9lwiYIyTOYVH3RAnsKrBzJYA1OZ8sxG6ymXnB64NvcBl8dE934gKRr4jmaXOIl-UIRgMU9wHCwVrAjTeSMwmow54fq1PUQLK7ZJjT15VyLyED7HhlaHFMY_mck09nZ37EA/s4000/20230803_181939.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrhHi6oShMOoiXUWiBBsg9bIhf0jTz4EdU66B0VgGo5stfBylBIUEfNvH7FT9lwiYIyTOYVH3RAnsKrBzJYA1OZ8sxG6ymXnB64NvcBl8dE934gKRr4jmaXOIl-UIRgMU9wHCwVrAjTeSMwmow54fq1PUQLK7ZJjT15VyLyED7HhlaHFMY_mck09nZ37EA/w640-h360/20230803_181939.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker kveld på Skagerak</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib1756a1KG2nUXA6WKih2vpnlxAGJmTY0_OHTqTAwYBQqUjYtRakx5ZTxl6kdATfMpOIPdr97c-D53Q9ssc0s-pgR1y4W4v0Mfa9m14_wGRdDLHyRfob0gvO9Dl8nsdh8mYxgbDJS2MQ84b5CE3A3f9HF9QtMu36bInGjhI-gdQI-YQrmwIZvqEcim2Ow8/s4000/20230804_073701.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib1756a1KG2nUXA6WKih2vpnlxAGJmTY0_OHTqTAwYBQqUjYtRakx5ZTxl6kdATfMpOIPdr97c-D53Q9ssc0s-pgR1y4W4v0Mfa9m14_wGRdDLHyRfob0gvO9Dl8nsdh8mYxgbDJS2MQ84b5CE3A3f9HF9QtMu36bInGjhI-gdQI-YQrmwIZvqEcim2Ow8/w640-h360/20230804_073701.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morgenstund i tysk farvann</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOgVmSRoWPTwGybg0uzUP7khK0L7uh7p90l-e_jOjJ6FhcfRWhvDVTw8X3oGpHnNozCF0sL5owvpg9CPE-y9f2tVxK8M1NLXXdyqwTDgqaCPCVWFeQAQLo3ePJNx-7rPU-Buums1yrUDk_-OxLbK78_BNJuO7Aw-SSKcZSaDr6fntW3aRMV8WRdaqDxxD5/s4000/20230804_094214.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOgVmSRoWPTwGybg0uzUP7khK0L7uh7p90l-e_jOjJ6FhcfRWhvDVTw8X3oGpHnNozCF0sL5owvpg9CPE-y9f2tVxK8M1NLXXdyqwTDgqaCPCVWFeQAQLo3ePJNx-7rPU-Buums1yrUDk_-OxLbK78_BNJuO7Aw-SSKcZSaDr6fntW3aRMV8WRdaqDxxD5/w640-h360/20230804_094214.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Innseilingen til Kiel</td></tr></tbody></table><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9583157901" target="_blank">Dag 1: Ostseeradweg fra Kiel til Flensburg, 169 km </a></span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Jeg hadde tre dager til disposisjon før jeg var nødt å være tilbake på jobb. Planen var å sykle fra Kiel til Flensburg på dag 1, fra Flensburg til Viborg på dag 2, og fra Viborg til Fredrikshavn på dag 3 for deretter entre fergen til Oslo ved midnatt og ta den rett til jobb på mandag morgen. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5i8HONKkP4YiWK54WbbC3_OA66JH48kZwAObEt470YDMbiuNu0F35GOQ2OPv4RAGnZ5R7KP9WbnL8rv-4bj-maIpFGdWzD9H2gW7qOFHHagWiD9l0AuUXvWh_krIC7BSHGa6fzoSrA9tMnfvcCr_eWqzP3FGGPR2sLu4LVE7X6_MxXhPAaf8RYwoVfifw/s1700/Screenshot_20230805_065303_Strava.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1700" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5i8HONKkP4YiWK54WbbC3_OA66JH48kZwAObEt470YDMbiuNu0F35GOQ2OPv4RAGnZ5R7KP9WbnL8rv-4bj-maIpFGdWzD9H2gW7qOFHHagWiD9l0AuUXvWh_krIC7BSHGa6fzoSrA9tMnfvcCr_eWqzP3FGGPR2sLu4LVE7X6_MxXhPAaf8RYwoVfifw/w406-h640/Screenshot_20230805_065303_Strava.jpg" width="406" /></a></div><p>I Kiel slapp jeg ut av båten kl 10.17. og startet straks med syklingen på Ostseeradweg. Jeg var god og mett etter å ha spist halve frokostbuffeten på båten for å ha drivstoff frem til lunsj. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1knQ06rp8_MFea4iWGXS1AhJTlBTvVCBeJxlsgnE90XT1TfiK3w9VLNHZqAgSUeTudo7rGcp0FFjIazM4qQ_ULTDw5eA_MizZA0_wocRXHCMUwp8ysOUfmJR-4vDYxZWfw79c-i6_CFVr30arnPLZraXf3cqqRV0QbZepXp8Rrm-JCeZtPb_C5L_UfQT/s4000/20230804_103344.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1knQ06rp8_MFea4iWGXS1AhJTlBTvVCBeJxlsgnE90XT1TfiK3w9VLNHZqAgSUeTudo7rGcp0FFjIazM4qQ_ULTDw5eA_MizZA0_wocRXHCMUwp8ysOUfmJR-4vDYxZWfw79c-i6_CFVr30arnPLZraXf3cqqRV0QbZepXp8Rrm-JCeZtPb_C5L_UfQT/w640-h360/20230804_103344.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En bar i vannet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6g_d7w4_pksl-XAHYMukTH3b2TQXDP_TmLVQ1YWyC1VkfCfGHiMI4A2Z6RLpJQCzoAB73Gyxsug8KQ5--i1Zy1S7KoQTWWnaB9zk0Qq7yXSFrvk9rxw5VnIlsZlwZVVUlE76iI4wsZf2iN7pV1noDdtKGno76jY4gEA7_8tol8CRaAA0XBSWvZVTDtyi/s4000/20230804_105825.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF6g_d7w4_pksl-XAHYMukTH3b2TQXDP_TmLVQ1YWyC1VkfCfGHiMI4A2Z6RLpJQCzoAB73Gyxsug8KQ5--i1Zy1S7KoQTWWnaB9zk0Qq7yXSFrvk9rxw5VnIlsZlwZVVUlE76iI4wsZf2iN7pV1noDdtKGno76jY4gEA7_8tol8CRaAA0XBSWvZVTDtyi/w640-h360/20230804_105825.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kielkanalen </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ved Kielkanalen støtte jeg på dagens første hindring. Jeg kom 15 sekunder for sent til å rekke den lille rare båten og neste gikk først om 20 minutter. Jeg så en stor bro et stykke unna, og bestemte meg for å sykle over den i stedet. Da jeg kom frem til broen var den steng på grunn av rehabilitering og omveien til neste bro gikk langt inn i landet. jeg syklet derfor tilbake til båten og så den legge fra kai da jeg hadde 100 meter igjen. Denne gangen ventet jeg til den kom og nøt cruiset over kanalen. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKm_lpPhCnPqF5gMp0rSj7KaXnG4euHeADmCuJioqUWzoyX2FAVlacHSMrBOtu-1erJ798mCPGbf9M_EYZpzumNEnRSrHejppKlIyaS_T3FZA2IQ_PuiScsLQCKWdV3P5DguphVA7uIAfMhe_u_Mjlmk9p9rBgHoH5N0jq5ebF43EqNcr0fWaYgtGAeQvb/s4000/20230804_110832.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKm_lpPhCnPqF5gMp0rSj7KaXnG4euHeADmCuJioqUWzoyX2FAVlacHSMrBOtu-1erJ798mCPGbf9M_EYZpzumNEnRSrHejppKlIyaS_T3FZA2IQ_PuiScsLQCKWdV3P5DguphVA7uIAfMhe_u_Mjlmk9p9rBgHoH5N0jq5ebF43EqNcr0fWaYgtGAeQvb/w640-h360/20230804_110832.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cruise over Kielkanalen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3F6TJcsx28EyO8PFmL2SWANy3uyVfxeFWmwOP0sDCMuRL6MpbCfYTzByfClwLZqLHHipy9-mfExwpDo3srkrC7Kmy3zTobbX_wMIt58qlAyNvLLIlOwHZ0FfOb8Rp9qKzSi0D3hJBYeYlfJhl8RUhSlX3ljlb3ThUmqEkMlbeGhdNofptYHbeqXFBBFR/s4000/20230804_113201.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3F6TJcsx28EyO8PFmL2SWANy3uyVfxeFWmwOP0sDCMuRL6MpbCfYTzByfClwLZqLHHipy9-mfExwpDo3srkrC7Kmy3zTobbX_wMIt58qlAyNvLLIlOwHZ0FfOb8Rp9qKzSi0D3hJBYeYlfJhl8RUhSlX3ljlb3ThUmqEkMlbeGhdNofptYHbeqXFBBFR/w640-h360/20230804_113201.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott skogsstrekk på asfalt </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41F0wL70NkZUXgouSGS5AqU3iViboJgrebjuHXHJN_uveDLZU82SNhCl5sUHr_MKlbkUKRV0O7wAFeb7neuYX01yLvHg3dwlP5MYIvkwss5C9iGPGPCLm2Pc0nhGdDUUWtDVPjT-FxrSQeTGqSbyHo6GEOdh-wyW-FkxMdccCnYI8ZWoZC8VYi0Cdg-bU/s4000/20230804_113811.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41F0wL70NkZUXgouSGS5AqU3iViboJgrebjuHXHJN_uveDLZU82SNhCl5sUHr_MKlbkUKRV0O7wAFeb7neuYX01yLvHg3dwlP5MYIvkwss5C9iGPGPCLm2Pc0nhGdDUUWtDVPjT-FxrSQeTGqSbyHo6GEOdh-wyW-FkxMdccCnYI8ZWoZC8VYi0Cdg-bU/w640-h360/20230804_113811.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott skogsstrekk på jord </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Jeg manglet påkrevd ringeklokke på sykkelen. Hvis jeg skulle passere noen på gang- og sykkelveier senket jeg farten og sa "pling-pling". Til tross for at virkningen var det samme som om jeg hadde hatt ringeklokke var det mange som opplevde som såpas rebelsk at jeg fikk solide doser med kjeft så lenge jeg var i Tyskland. I Danmark bare smilte de. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Odm0C89DK8q4rGWuGJEknGkLn4hOD1eQRK_T6H_6axKNH65T0_olz1FGcRrqUrYLM8f32Svy-6DzMcmyL1vsQ3xczs6JDvtCm4n9NFkSe8bisUpn4YKLIdqM2UwN5xDFaR3Ui7jFPqD3rd4u80DHl1yJw-2dQ_-9SdtTp6Jd6zXWlIcI8_79YOJ0WW9P/s4000/20230804_121149.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Odm0C89DK8q4rGWuGJEknGkLn4hOD1eQRK_T6H_6axKNH65T0_olz1FGcRrqUrYLM8f32Svy-6DzMcmyL1vsQ3xczs6JDvtCm4n9NFkSe8bisUpn4YKLIdqM2UwN5xDFaR3Ui7jFPqD3rd4u80DHl1yJw-2dQ_-9SdtTp6Jd6zXWlIcI8_79YOJ0WW9P/w640-h360/20230804_121149.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En av manga blomsterenger langs ruten </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg861R4-gRj3UKUeP-3GNAyC1JDECISEIbOrqveeZOymvxm3Ujin6GzCxcE3FJeKyMz7f7hMXJGFtK8IdNCAJuNUSetb8Ph3M3bQpEa3FSLELRMhiIK6CGy0En5CvPL_-cMrG-MIkv5O5XsOAtPIbSrpDCr8fEV-mDcdLuOZzblhieq-7iK_AT48JO-RZPF/s4000/20230804_124652.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg861R4-gRj3UKUeP-3GNAyC1JDECISEIbOrqveeZOymvxm3Ujin6GzCxcE3FJeKyMz7f7hMXJGFtK8IdNCAJuNUSetb8Ph3M3bQpEa3FSLELRMhiIK6CGy0En5CvPL_-cMrG-MIkv5O5XsOAtPIbSrpDCr8fEV-mDcdLuOZzblhieq-7iK_AT48JO-RZPF/w640-h360/20230804_124652.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gammel hovedvei blir gradvis spist opp av skogen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5E44H3IyMwMT2WwhIImFCjZVHoO9sm7iNdMocEo5VREviGeWwjBgYmxdy-oEOtQ2KUaWCKZS6zC6N3CRuDNFt99gt7x86jKiDr8j53-PbU0Vyn0XdHuaeEaAwhhD59br6ll3ojMH7rZ4-9AuAIAjJCJVj0wDZMBnNUswVWFOOqlnd1siEDpyIrN-CehWq/s4000/20230804_125723.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5E44H3IyMwMT2WwhIImFCjZVHoO9sm7iNdMocEo5VREviGeWwjBgYmxdy-oEOtQ2KUaWCKZS6zC6N3CRuDNFt99gt7x86jKiDr8j53-PbU0Vyn0XdHuaeEaAwhhD59br6ll3ojMH7rZ4-9AuAIAjJCJVj0wDZMBnNUswVWFOOqlnd1siEDpyIrN-CehWq/w640-h360/20230804_125723.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strand-kokonger </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTEVZ_utgi42pVLPW_AXY8jmeCo-gJIuBy7WOfheJV6MNJcGQPUB6LnehGDX4rYfSf0Ti3vXTAym0M90TBKPF6BsRsXyxCuUNuLicAZ0ZAR6M3opDfcZyFRwMkkvINdRa4ivrAhiEJJDDyVZYW3qzj7xLwV5dYHFPi9vaGq-cEnv3uwY54buErQ71pHnqF/s4000/20230804_130812.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTEVZ_utgi42pVLPW_AXY8jmeCo-gJIuBy7WOfheJV6MNJcGQPUB6LnehGDX4rYfSf0Ti3vXTAym0M90TBKPF6BsRsXyxCuUNuLicAZ0ZAR6M3opDfcZyFRwMkkvINdRa4ivrAhiEJJDDyVZYW3qzj7xLwV5dYHFPi9vaGq-cEnv3uwY54buErQ71pHnqF/w640-h360/20230804_130812.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Liv og røre Eckernförde <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Jeg stoppet i Eckernförde som er en fortyskning av det opprinnelige danske stedsnavnet Egernfjord (Ekornfjord) og spiste en fiskelunsj på en fiskerestaurant ved havnen i hard konkurranse med noe veps som mente de fortjente fisken min. Det var markedsdager og et yrende folkeliv. Området jeg syklet gjennom var dansk frem til 1864 noe som mange stedsnavn og arkitektur er tydelige tegn på. Lokale stedsnavn som Tastrup, Sørup, Mårkær og Ulstrup høres unektelig danske ut i mine ører. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDkLsPD6knhZ4HEFH4q0SURmL-1ZYCv_1E0SflMCJ2GNNmmYVTgbPPaWnJXprVMl0f6LfWP9jLbQoMViZQsmoUWojtZekIC-E0E3gswMXx5MSLzuX-OKrCdC-ZwI8_Es6rspzMAo99VwyNs2NYwgJ7elVEQPrASR0zkyzBFg8GDawJ8tef_JgOemwjqXq/s4000/20230804_134647.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDkLsPD6knhZ4HEFH4q0SURmL-1ZYCv_1E0SflMCJ2GNNmmYVTgbPPaWnJXprVMl0f6LfWP9jLbQoMViZQsmoUWojtZekIC-E0E3gswMXx5MSLzuX-OKrCdC-ZwI8_Es6rspzMAo99VwyNs2NYwgJ7elVEQPrASR0zkyzBFg8GDawJ8tef_JgOemwjqXq/w640-h360/20230804_134647.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eckernförde </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn2KhubuiFSGdZMT7RT2NpAoRo_d8bVQXQ5Ak6CZKIOcOxlOL0XuNYgWzeqDggaEee02IFc1My812QEVhZVY4fTlp8orY9ww6kXBtlBLEDr7XQkhocrhURqJoxY918QQn6jUsemecoEFrireQeLeoeqZ9zcM8ThczC6VlvtabD7V3T6AI4xJtvg_EEmgtY/s4000/20230804_143504.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn2KhubuiFSGdZMT7RT2NpAoRo_d8bVQXQ5Ak6CZKIOcOxlOL0XuNYgWzeqDggaEee02IFc1My812QEVhZVY4fTlp8orY9ww6kXBtlBLEDr7XQkhocrhURqJoxY918QQn6jUsemecoEFrireQeLeoeqZ9zcM8ThczC6VlvtabD7V3T6AI4xJtvg_EEmgtY/w640-h360/20230804_143504.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stranden, havet og den herlige motvinden jeg nøt hele dag 1. <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwZXhs3X-nVph3GjdtvDsPTMXCb3zmMTayyRo1QCsX7rICBS_o5xOHEH-g6gZtXd8ldISUQaTnJiGgFuRH0G0cUFNfh3cONALkLyBRapgqWTgDmGZyg1i4CzjusUXO4dGtJaBVGPlJY1yQ39pWE09nheJA3vCR_8SCLoWQFSwXrCjAIV_lGmqVi6cFI9v/s4000/20230804_143559.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwZXhs3X-nVph3GjdtvDsPTMXCb3zmMTayyRo1QCsX7rICBS_o5xOHEH-g6gZtXd8ldISUQaTnJiGgFuRH0G0cUFNfh3cONALkLyBRapgqWTgDmGZyg1i4CzjusUXO4dGtJaBVGPlJY1yQ39pWE09nheJA3vCR_8SCLoWQFSwXrCjAIV_lGmqVi6cFI9v/w640-h360/20230804_143559.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er flere partier med herlig sand- og grussykling <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Etter å ha skrevet om en tur får jeg ofte spørsmål om den er mulig å sykle med racersykkel av andre som ønsker å prøve seg på det samme. Denne gangen er svaret høyt og tydelig NEI!. Det er ganske mye grus her og der og grusveiene i Danmark er stort sett løsere med mye større gruskorn enn i Norge. I tillegg er det en god del stipartier, særlig på Nordjylland. Jeg syklet med grusracer. Det fungerte perfekt. Det samme vil en terrengsykkel med dekk som ruller bra gjøre. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRg5Y2RsC2WLFBmz3ymUL1b3tvCsWVFUbwhA4OY6B9MHPOUNT_ip2TnKwB2nJDAbjprh4LIh2jrnODjiwyINKwQx9qLRyWnyEHmEI1lzNP49oAsQD0UA3kuqneAcHS7rybcESxVk8Q-d-ZQE75BQPle4JYi6-ml8b00h9qgEX92LJzcDcqtPkJarx75hR/s4000/20230804_143612.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRg5Y2RsC2WLFBmz3ymUL1b3tvCsWVFUbwhA4OY6B9MHPOUNT_ip2TnKwB2nJDAbjprh4LIh2jrnODjiwyINKwQx9qLRyWnyEHmEI1lzNP49oAsQD0UA3kuqneAcHS7rybcESxVk8Q-d-ZQE75BQPle4JYi6-ml8b00h9qgEX92LJzcDcqtPkJarx75hR/w640-h360/20230804_143612.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Badevakter som kjeder seg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBU-x8SDPkUH5437LDlMcz2TqNR6CypxPaFg7NYgcTags7MiH6J6ssAOqPO315DIqNAYzgLQEYrByncJ_MmmgyrVLjJPGuDqg-GqCcmQM8YsV9xNEI9eaonQZoQMgx5Cask0F9HTjM2vY8euYFRLygUmS6TSNuRkLGejsnC1DlTJyPc_ZbJTNe8fRe6XT/s4000/20230804_144048.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBU-x8SDPkUH5437LDlMcz2TqNR6CypxPaFg7NYgcTags7MiH6J6ssAOqPO315DIqNAYzgLQEYrByncJ_MmmgyrVLjJPGuDqg-GqCcmQM8YsV9xNEI9eaonQZoQMgx5Cask0F9HTjM2vY8euYFRLygUmS6TSNuRkLGejsnC1DlTJyPc_ZbJTNe8fRe6XT/w640-h360/20230804_144048.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stranden i badebyen Damp</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYfchvVcawHYORUYV3XPulbca6bcc32kiwaNjRD8XmWVXgMm490zjKlAzV5k4KNFa0qfARBJhmtWzgLJMciY2QTDJnjt2h09BliKy3Sowhac8wTS5GHKPHtg7wi2CA8uhhPkiD4iJg3NmwnLPo7s6SqbRpTxeA01mP1el7CkkafTaDijeeI1PpI7r_uhW/s4000/20230804_144054.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYfchvVcawHYORUYV3XPulbca6bcc32kiwaNjRD8XmWVXgMm490zjKlAzV5k4KNFa0qfARBJhmtWzgLJMciY2QTDJnjt2h09BliKy3Sowhac8wTS5GHKPHtg7wi2CA8uhhPkiD4iJg3NmwnLPo7s6SqbRpTxeA01mP1el7CkkafTaDijeeI1PpI7r_uhW/w640-h360/20230804_144054.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arkitekturen i badebyen Damp hadde fått Arkitekturopprører til å gjøre opprør</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jZ84zA6pjt0606d03CsKFcFyNVE_uqdoTIug20VXGJg4STlZb06NdOejKx9GS3m74TZeXKPV2wl72WJCAJus6H_TrVI9NMnnGenKf2z0jqZeWKglbQ2lEWjXeeS1T5EYmZIMY88TlmcO9tI2gkThXiE0f-NAjAF8VEpH5h_ZD3fl4jgWBzKVx67U3r93/s4000/20230804_145631.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jZ84zA6pjt0606d03CsKFcFyNVE_uqdoTIug20VXGJg4STlZb06NdOejKx9GS3m74TZeXKPV2wl72WJCAJus6H_TrVI9NMnnGenKf2z0jqZeWKglbQ2lEWjXeeS1T5EYmZIMY88TlmcO9tI2gkThXiE0f-NAjAF8VEpH5h_ZD3fl4jgWBzKVx67U3r93/w640-h360/20230804_145631.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arkitekturopprøret hadde imidlertid likt husene med stråtak i de små landbyene </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMy_e56EJQggCdAeDPX601heFxNjEc9s7dxi1XeaqDlIL0S6elXhqgJ4krWbzcJBBRqc6dHysBAemF0pVR_4ui4VkSUPoKoUQ9QgwZXBiXfNykM80yMhD4eV29ibjtFr8BsVdr803fTH2NyN3H49dHGk-KltzZ4WVe10gCGhTLlsN3ePEVxdb48n1Rnee/s4000/20230804_151714.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMy_e56EJQggCdAeDPX601heFxNjEc9s7dxi1XeaqDlIL0S6elXhqgJ4krWbzcJBBRqc6dHysBAemF0pVR_4ui4VkSUPoKoUQ9QgwZXBiXfNykM80yMhD4eV29ibjtFr8BsVdr803fTH2NyN3H49dHGk-KltzZ4WVe10gCGhTLlsN3ePEVxdb48n1Rnee/w640-h360/20230804_151714.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strandkokongland</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObLucLTWRQ2r7mcp2eSZ7z8cUYS8285bInoX1EaIHVpCVkO0VNxfpoz9UGWUCM7d1EYo7E7J7fGzTdZiA8zkN5AysURG1Y5XXuhW3eJ5yX8mtHgkGcGoZ06Anmr5vgSyjOeNv99wAxBa01JH1qUXLYlFltXn62OWO-2HzrytUKQB9LTADoxyY6l_VJA3g/s4000/20230804_153721.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObLucLTWRQ2r7mcp2eSZ7z8cUYS8285bInoX1EaIHVpCVkO0VNxfpoz9UGWUCM7d1EYo7E7J7fGzTdZiA8zkN5AysURG1Y5XXuhW3eJ5yX8mtHgkGcGoZ06Anmr5vgSyjOeNv99wAxBa01JH1qUXLYlFltXn62OWO-2HzrytUKQB9LTADoxyY6l_VJA3g/w640-h360/20230804_153721.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syklister og gående er prioritert foran bilister ved veiarbeid. Ville vært uhørt i Norge </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN-GLBp6aDTM2b9GNcTTblTqdysmWnj1g3VyhNlTsDnPyg_P6_R4xrmcExbvx__rlsLuUqv9l-wB5DGv-Y1ngHCRaN9TlENE3sgMqJMIBpyDktJFUDEdGNu2qbhImZVgKpktXY1S34KQiXoeNNnYwaZHoloy2TcY-Y5IrywPFtuUjy00px8XCFrP8WOp-/s4000/20230804_154541.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN-GLBp6aDTM2b9GNcTTblTqdysmWnj1g3VyhNlTsDnPyg_P6_R4xrmcExbvx__rlsLuUqv9l-wB5DGv-Y1ngHCRaN9TlENE3sgMqJMIBpyDktJFUDEdGNu2qbhImZVgKpktXY1S34KQiXoeNNnYwaZHoloy2TcY-Y5IrywPFtuUjy00px8XCFrP8WOp-/w640-h360/20230804_154541.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kappeln</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbePff9uBlb87m-jA81qCARC26RbUg4at1KvPAI3WcOcBbi0BbHx0LY4ys9NTr2bu-kcmrOz6vf63CVl1JycFGCtxgfnjEHdwAQjeZ9fd8CFHwyuXucif54WxwzZdPOFtw28uOW2MWAQHCHjhtw3wuTBwjRCo1XBp72zuxXBgFDcfMzhxROnXjcwvwjaVr/s4000/20230804_154634.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbePff9uBlb87m-jA81qCARC26RbUg4at1KvPAI3WcOcBbi0BbHx0LY4ys9NTr2bu-kcmrOz6vf63CVl1JycFGCtxgfnjEHdwAQjeZ9fd8CFHwyuXucif54WxwzZdPOFtw28uOW2MWAQHCHjhtw3wuTBwjRCo1XBp72zuxXBgFDcfMzhxROnXjcwvwjaVr/w640-h360/20230804_154634.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et kvarters pause mens en stor gruppe seilbåter passerer hver vei</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_dm2iWTXxA5X1U8WmVBfijpNKnnICFx9VOA4pjpdxgg7CZgzj6J5z7vR845qX9S82HWT0IbkcMLZvykoAfJPXLQaVozisO2rLByOrK_qkxPdl6wvMWt5tNvuT_2UaEnDJGvkAa7gl_OS03O5V3z7TaIuWHP0TX0vMYd8VLftSgN-1ZrmzAxfkfxXtvG5/s4000/20230804_160029.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_dm2iWTXxA5X1U8WmVBfijpNKnnICFx9VOA4pjpdxgg7CZgzj6J5z7vR845qX9S82HWT0IbkcMLZvykoAfJPXLQaVozisO2rLByOrK_qkxPdl6wvMWt5tNvuT_2UaEnDJGvkAa7gl_OS03O5V3z7TaIuWHP0TX0vMYd8VLftSgN-1ZrmzAxfkfxXtvG5/w360-h640/20230804_160029.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ettermiddagsis</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyb9-8eELLrsT2ErqVQgDlv8IPf3b_r1fWhzOeoXfSICDvzHpsGUKQCmYDG7RVtjJwJqZeu-qe4jOn4D_ZsRG-W9nQ6AsmAqgeF6SsZtNuPWqrVpnyghRtKl33QTgwtfj9l3xK39qgd8erZI8lQzJn2O3hSoXkDYFbWh7-HWxf5YXGlQQ1--f8iE58Yryp/s4000/20230804_163810.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyb9-8eELLrsT2ErqVQgDlv8IPf3b_r1fWhzOeoXfSICDvzHpsGUKQCmYDG7RVtjJwJqZeu-qe4jOn4D_ZsRG-W9nQ6AsmAqgeF6SsZtNuPWqrVpnyghRtKl33QTgwtfj9l3xK39qgd8erZI8lQzJn2O3hSoXkDYFbWh7-HWxf5YXGlQQ1--f8iE58Yryp/w360-h640/20230804_163810.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flere daffe badevakter</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhkdpthkHcqxj1ktyNlapR3knrQCd6Vt8BRz1OJiPyyoXpQylFYrbDoonoyQV7WQISfORmV3yE7wX7dItOB4VYesaCXuGSffpMk-aLVK5vnBMg3wTbqRS9JT6RQf6_eml03Sr3uLMrB9aNMDESzngs9E7KqMEkaa_YroGdA2Z3EhHg9f7QBDMKlwGGiiWN/s4000/20230804_163844.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhkdpthkHcqxj1ktyNlapR3knrQCd6Vt8BRz1OJiPyyoXpQylFYrbDoonoyQV7WQISfORmV3yE7wX7dItOB4VYesaCXuGSffpMk-aLVK5vnBMg3wTbqRS9JT6RQf6_eml03Sr3uLMrB9aNMDESzngs9E7KqMEkaa_YroGdA2Z3EhHg9f7QBDMKlwGGiiWN/w640-h360/20230804_163844.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Evig lange strender</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqjomic3ZeHpq6Yhz4_B_OCE5xtD925dWXpIgAnAs-qp0Y_Xb2wNa4-hNVCqXsk3KD2IZqg740W8k0KPwz-3L0j8W7JKrbwoQHBpp9tWU4v-6RmrNHpPN8IpsOQMYuZv3DKxtC7IY4PfG81a_y6femOPJbGVwKQ0dbLBexQ5Fm_5pw1UFwYIe8sKVTvA7/s4000/20230804_164749.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqjomic3ZeHpq6Yhz4_B_OCE5xtD925dWXpIgAnAs-qp0Y_Xb2wNa4-hNVCqXsk3KD2IZqg740W8k0KPwz-3L0j8W7JKrbwoQHBpp9tWU4v-6RmrNHpPN8IpsOQMYuZv3DKxtC7IY4PfG81a_y6femOPJbGVwKQ0dbLBexQ5Fm_5pw1UFwYIe8sKVTvA7/w640-h360/20230804_164749.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selv der ingen bor er det sykkelvei </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRhGf60e7kMCjVD47QboIiRhsdvVlvYtMv_7LXDwrtbAmM7qG6OKJgKyPKWnv6wUXrNU2yZfFZVXdspHrKBY6rfslyvrrcCIVhVymCzYimyeUqZZs-jo8a8qp_VsG3Gse_jDGOdtiV9AQbhet_VLLWGOt1n_X1bAP75tdpvmwRpEH1VpEiK9NZoDNPRIT/s4000/20230804_165357.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRhGf60e7kMCjVD47QboIiRhsdvVlvYtMv_7LXDwrtbAmM7qG6OKJgKyPKWnv6wUXrNU2yZfFZVXdspHrKBY6rfslyvrrcCIVhVymCzYimyeUqZZs-jo8a8qp_VsG3Gse_jDGOdtiV9AQbhet_VLLWGOt1n_X1bAP75tdpvmwRpEH1VpEiK9NZoDNPRIT/w640-h360/20230804_165357.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg så utrolig mange hjort, rådyr og harer mellom Kiel og Fredrikshavn. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNHzChWHfu-qp5_XVoXLRLOkukWiclOcN0_C-AFMG_wjV0kNprola94-ew-I4d_D90SPYnjVGIIf_ptYta-Gise-HUgt0_hg5Fd1Xp-2X7JfsLmmRckxKueZtnHWbIMJD30TUqRkPNyDd52KkCTkX_6K0jjtjZnWTv8kC_s5v_sTJ1raYE_Ei336itLAz/s4000/20230804_171210.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNHzChWHfu-qp5_XVoXLRLOkukWiclOcN0_C-AFMG_wjV0kNprola94-ew-I4d_D90SPYnjVGIIf_ptYta-Gise-HUgt0_hg5Fd1Xp-2X7JfsLmmRckxKueZtnHWbIMJD30TUqRkPNyDd52KkCTkX_6K0jjtjZnWTv8kC_s5v_sTJ1raYE_Ei336itLAz/w640-h360/20230804_171210.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ettermiddag på Ostseeradweg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OxdD866HEBH2Z7FsHqj8wcjezzEtZT1ueqVeTevT_Ge4OEWUtpn8yHO0Xz-gJqTENff4_H8tLWiln34Qt0USuHdH3BG_n8o8Z8nlbxjlBdLLt1H7HCOJ6wSaMargj5mB1Dr3vTQKit5qUIThUDmZWdOyRebhVMmpTTpaUlEFHg3GC_U4dkm1FRRcXBb6/s4000/20230804_171334.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OxdD866HEBH2Z7FsHqj8wcjezzEtZT1ueqVeTevT_Ge4OEWUtpn8yHO0Xz-gJqTENff4_H8tLWiln34Qt0USuHdH3BG_n8o8Z8nlbxjlBdLLt1H7HCOJ6wSaMargj5mB1Dr3vTQKit5qUIThUDmZWdOyRebhVMmpTTpaUlEFHg3GC_U4dkm1FRRcXBb6/w640-h360/20230804_171334.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen steder gikk ruten oppå dikene</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>Jeg hadde motvind hele dagen. Det er kan være greit, da lite er så karakterbyggende som motvind når man sykler i flatt terreng. I tillegg kom det et par kraftige 20-minutters regnskyll. Siden det var sommertemperatur tok jeg kun på skotrekk, og regnet med at bukse og trøye ville tørke fort opp når regnet stoppet. Det stemte. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhsJCiSW8bRWpQu5NmCf5eVsnkgGEWNBRUirVQEU_0B875tkkNztl7xLF1vrXYcF69jRNlYWA7yVoCyeng5MgqtcxqbfXd7lY_2xOzuZ7SpzjQXifQszmk6kAGPqs5YLn8V2lIhINvlcUN9IoafmcL8lS5VFKoJMZN9XWHXV_8YgqVcRTApVGP_jxo73TJ/s4000/20230804_172033.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhsJCiSW8bRWpQu5NmCf5eVsnkgGEWNBRUirVQEU_0B875tkkNztl7xLF1vrXYcF69jRNlYWA7yVoCyeng5MgqtcxqbfXd7lY_2xOzuZ7SpzjQXifQszmk6kAGPqs5YLn8V2lIhINvlcUN9IoafmcL8lS5VFKoJMZN9XWHXV_8YgqVcRTApVGP_jxo73TJ/w640-h360/20230804_172033.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mann som driver med noe rart </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL5-ang1kfUeFggYwz8gANJ1ZG9bUw_H72XEZpVmol3O2mmvF0GF--w0pwQ-BkNS-AKRr9t2KMdk9XQLUdTX7_STzlATPlrOPduTaLQzj2tpTP8B3zyOclq4fxNWhehhCEv1wUHN9my8Mi4XL2yZ-j6mWthYWcDuP4qgza1l1ObTGvSUlHThmMR1KC8CU9/s4000/20230804_172657.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL5-ang1kfUeFggYwz8gANJ1ZG9bUw_H72XEZpVmol3O2mmvF0GF--w0pwQ-BkNS-AKRr9t2KMdk9XQLUdTX7_STzlATPlrOPduTaLQzj2tpTP8B3zyOclq4fxNWhehhCEv1wUHN9my8Mi4XL2yZ-j6mWthYWcDuP4qgza1l1ObTGvSUlHThmMR1KC8CU9/w640-h360/20230804_172657.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enkelte partier med gress</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXdQW-57anr38bUFZ8xv0ho7PyXGln___QYe-Tv871AJClz5lL5ZV2iPKfHcKfwA60A_GUpCE4BQopgfSGLhINdfNNBmP-GB0z2CPBGQQrZh-BjJ1f4kKaSB2lmV1ZNyTHWw9jWGHCumnqReH3vZBU7jFG7-8_k0OqkGlLkXVN6-I_0KXdXgvtaFBJHXn0/s4000/20230804_173644.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXdQW-57anr38bUFZ8xv0ho7PyXGln___QYe-Tv871AJClz5lL5ZV2iPKfHcKfwA60A_GUpCE4BQopgfSGLhINdfNNBmP-GB0z2CPBGQQrZh-BjJ1f4kKaSB2lmV1ZNyTHWw9jWGHCumnqReH3vZBU7jFG7-8_k0OqkGlLkXVN6-I_0KXdXgvtaFBJHXn0/w640-h360/20230804_173644.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">.....og grus</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Jeg stoppet for å spise middag på den kanskje berømte Restaurant Cafe Steinberghaff. Jeg ba umiddelbart om anbefaling på en fiskerett. Etter å ha fått litt tilsnakk fordi jeg hadde gps og sykkelhansker liggende på bordet, ble fisken servert. Retten var både stor og god. </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeg kom i snakk med paret på nabobordet som bodde i nærheten. De mente at de hadde vært lykkeligere dersom området fortsatt hadde vært dansk. De hevdet at man aldri kjenner ekte lykke som tysker. Jeg uttrykte en smule skepsis til det de sa, selv om Danmark ligger milesvis over Tyskland på ulike lykkeindekser. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5JJZqfYayR3hkFS5rLAYqFgIx1dx6LRW67Y3SahGqaFHGpmEHDxW0H7TCvWlmAm5j8hhL18u-Pyj6twkPxBF2Ayfun-U3VABeF4l2t5tY8_A3BLvGNx78IurWsi-28Gs79ghVp4ea4mO65ZFIJmkLK76mDwC2lUZRF8ZiAO_edcIjTHx-4B82sTEPZ5q/s4000/20230804_182726.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5JJZqfYayR3hkFS5rLAYqFgIx1dx6LRW67Y3SahGqaFHGpmEHDxW0H7TCvWlmAm5j8hhL18u-Pyj6twkPxBF2Ayfun-U3VABeF4l2t5tY8_A3BLvGNx78IurWsi-28Gs79ghVp4ea4mO65ZFIJmkLK76mDwC2lUZRF8ZiAO_edcIjTHx-4B82sTEPZ5q/w640-h360/20230804_182726.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Små gamle rare hus langs veien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcd92UQIA3ACXc76gnpz_DpWnluFfRNDaUGVMePtMqjTDrg56w_KLfBjGnP-ht1hKL5Fax3yE7SzHtsg6ibzBcvPwdGcHHsA6tyXaMKAiRct--C6SmMOOgl5usNRX1PSjghnd22oHiczqY3Tvb3EGdKa0aXqqAsdCNcgKjUFnYUj0Jda-EVYfapNsgjUe/s3392/20230804_195724.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcd92UQIA3ACXc76gnpz_DpWnluFfRNDaUGVMePtMqjTDrg56w_KLfBjGnP-ht1hKL5Fax3yE7SzHtsg6ibzBcvPwdGcHHsA6tyXaMKAiRct--C6SmMOOgl5usNRX1PSjghnd22oHiczqY3Tvb3EGdKa0aXqqAsdCNcgKjUFnYUj0Jda-EVYfapNsgjUe/w640-h480/20230804_195724.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Glücksburg slott </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Jeg tok en liten omvei fra sykkelruten for å få med meg Glücksburg slott - stedet den norske, danske og greske kongefamilen kommer fra. Da området var dansk var det en periode hovedsetet for det danske kongehuset. Det bor fortsatt en dansktalende minoritet i byen. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDynutRrjSk9H2of_SZUKl-hNQoK934GVfz2XL6Gp_WXk8R1bW0RHKpMJ8pFZHpYNYKL5VE2CLcO0BXNijToiJotciXX6tVrLRqiWyoviFbSVDBGiscxF-qgfzDN8UPwZXqlc9T9PG6LPRxsyhdIKddWOmLPdouOFOg3R-s6N6vk1j6ezxqddNX9LlB9Z6/s4000/20230804_200232.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDynutRrjSk9H2of_SZUKl-hNQoK934GVfz2XL6Gp_WXk8R1bW0RHKpMJ8pFZHpYNYKL5VE2CLcO0BXNijToiJotciXX6tVrLRqiWyoviFbSVDBGiscxF-qgfzDN8UPwZXqlc9T9PG6LPRxsyhdIKddWOmLPdouOFOg3R-s6N6vk1j6ezxqddNX9LlB9Z6/w640-h360/20230804_200232.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Glücksburg slott speiler seg </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6UCiIBjqGG0X8ad0wPtHrGU19CgxegQOSp75IasZ4xr2aAdPpVRB0TRM_zmbhKO7YohAjmh7ujvW6vnU65nn5UsxEMgsqBzlo5st-3hTSRS_KVoVBoiVeKkFX7APi6vu375kQZESdsLI-LH9T9_0wRDKDyMZR77ruBPub_OcdQ_UCKZ7IyC1M4-bXoShQ/s4000/20230804_201731.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6UCiIBjqGG0X8ad0wPtHrGU19CgxegQOSp75IasZ4xr2aAdPpVRB0TRM_zmbhKO7YohAjmh7ujvW6vnU65nn5UsxEMgsqBzlo5st-3hTSRS_KVoVBoiVeKkFX7APi6vu375kQZESdsLI-LH9T9_0wRDKDyMZR77ruBPub_OcdQ_UCKZ7IyC1M4-bXoShQ/w640-h360/20230804_201731.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveld langs Flensburgfjorden </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Da jeg ankom Flensburg kl 20.50 flyttet jeg straks inn på Hotel Alte Post. Etter en dusj ble det tid til en liten tur rundt i sentrum før jeg gikk tilbake til hotellet og sloknet. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YWRi9jKpI8fL1yA-Qr8HmHhE0vpyQhc2jhO9_ZNYk_vTUGmV8HBWXOocAljGlT8eYiR5lMvjTKW97lZBD5wO2re62t4teekJyGuQDwlROCAlYvitZoFEL6-Ut7V1JeqHfWNTm9BvZGN8eSLyZLZovEhrzuULyy7OR4olJTJ96LZh6SgXZ2GmuslyDVse/s4000/20230804_215607.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_YWRi9jKpI8fL1yA-Qr8HmHhE0vpyQhc2jhO9_ZNYk_vTUGmV8HBWXOocAljGlT8eYiR5lMvjTKW97lZBD5wO2re62t4teekJyGuQDwlROCAlYvitZoFEL6-Ut7V1JeqHfWNTm9BvZGN8eSLyZLZovEhrzuULyy7OR4olJTJ96LZh6SgXZ2GmuslyDVse/w640-h360/20230804_215607.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveld i Flensburg </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9589832097" target="_blank">Dag 2: Hærvejen fra Flensburg til Viborg, 257 km </a></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_3cbO3W57HuRomwR_G5qd1jfVZyBNWG8Ld7c3qsSfoS8NWOj-YAXsSO2JnAsYdttrDo5K_lWi5-4pcDBEWUd8X3NAQJRp35rIWEfVKNLGaK8DsAENNoK7UtKZv4GmAKG2u3KAmEWktrcU3ZxhADwcqVO4G1MsflPbWCDpk_cSiPC6lLhUvomQ7RlKARu/s1297/Screenshot_20230805_223338_Strava.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="1297" data-original-width="1060" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_3cbO3W57HuRomwR_G5qd1jfVZyBNWG8Ld7c3qsSfoS8NWOj-YAXsSO2JnAsYdttrDo5K_lWi5-4pcDBEWUd8X3NAQJRp35rIWEfVKNLGaK8DsAENNoK7UtKZv4GmAKG2u3KAmEWktrcU3ZxhADwcqVO4G1MsflPbWCDpk_cSiPC6lLhUvomQ7RlKARu/w524-h640/Screenshot_20230805_223338_Strava.jpg" width="524" /></a></div>Ruten til dag 2<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Etter å ha spist frokost syklet jeg ut av Flensburg og mot Danmark. Det var stille i byen og harer hoppet rundt i boligområdene. Jeg hadde tydeligvis ikke våknet helt ennå og surret litt med navigeringen, men nådde grensen til slutt i det regnet kom. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mMwHcAbATB0K2ymA-W9wtcFuKHsmTnCroPWLGm6_a_j0FTPgNzNHAiXHX1wPvKovb0aXEuVioc2_NOyWXEopxjSemTkbbetEqOaEApguph9QpFH_YnKporUBx876GEKo4h2O_Bu78u6S59gHKoCC2lCTVagVfIhOmrs72-NYBUO0wdw0Cq_cM8QH8Yao/s4000/20230805_074535.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mMwHcAbATB0K2ymA-W9wtcFuKHsmTnCroPWLGm6_a_j0FTPgNzNHAiXHX1wPvKovb0aXEuVioc2_NOyWXEopxjSemTkbbetEqOaEApguph9QpFH_YnKporUBx876GEKo4h2O_Bu78u6S59gHKoCC2lCTVagVfIhOmrs72-NYBUO0wdw0Cq_cM8QH8Yao/w640-h360/20230805_074535.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En av 12 millioner harer jeg så underveis </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsI8jhDmIVwa-ic2KkPPtXFhyQIRy111ZOJKuEstkyDwCrp6xIAUaQhQoshXIVmTCbI-Ir19E7AUUwE2fch485YHKFDWjKLnVCgw6tkuliDfH65KZWv2PaJAx29_lJwsxM0o3zJOIOthhNwjnI0zRPUq2xY16gQzVF-q8aXsEPeNrPB7UbiLwrTrvBXdy/s4000/20230805_080630.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsI8jhDmIVwa-ic2KkPPtXFhyQIRy111ZOJKuEstkyDwCrp6xIAUaQhQoshXIVmTCbI-Ir19E7AUUwE2fch485YHKFDWjKLnVCgw6tkuliDfH65KZWv2PaJAx29_lJwsxM0o3zJOIOthhNwjnI0zRPUq2xY16gQzVF-q8aXsEPeNrPB7UbiLwrTrvBXdy/w640-h360/20230805_080630.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det første som møter en i Danmark er denne sjappa</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I Danmark kommer man rett inn i den søvnige grensebyen Padborg. Jeg bestemte meg for å se etter tegn på at folk var mer lykkelige i Danmark enn i Tyskland. Som halvt dansk er jeg kanskje litt inhabil til å vurdere det, men det får gå. Det første som møtte meg var en sex-sjappe av samme karakter som de som lå ved Svinesund i gamle dager. Jeg hadde en følelse av at lykkenivået ikke var spesielt høyt blant de som var kunder i butikken. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8PdsTF93yLyhxRfLaeLchFL9tOq1cw261bQD13wLMoO5Ue0B8tzgoZhMTgrLOJvvT1Sg2fHyLtvf_3h6MxEIBQFr4iuUqNkzkMc3OVSn23DDLcM0niMz_uI4S8fepjVbxstWmLf3R0BniJGIBPoLkqVnd2eN4AwJnXqeP5mWOozAY03jUbcdT60dL_aIo/s4000/20230805_081725.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8PdsTF93yLyhxRfLaeLchFL9tOq1cw261bQD13wLMoO5Ue0B8tzgoZhMTgrLOJvvT1Sg2fHyLtvf_3h6MxEIBQFr4iuUqNkzkMc3OVSn23DDLcM0niMz_uI4S8fepjVbxstWmLf3R0BniJGIBPoLkqVnd2eN4AwJnXqeP5mWOozAY03jUbcdT60dL_aIo/w640-h360/20230805_081725.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hærvejen går rett gjennom Frøslev lejr som ble bygget under 2. verdenskrig. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHxj3XSMI_3TzzyiWdWy12WLz9tZFgsomu_77mWI3VKYkulXHsg8YS1s7ckxQSxFkef-nppEMeLVPHmiNeqcEdnHFh9i64KqXXwkOTysLZhGEmCLdHt8xycGU0bN5khdn4DD-gWPNzNqqA3oQ5-1IdaJDtEPhem0jc7ntJM79sGexU1yG8rf6fZCWGxH44/s4000/20230805_081729.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHxj3XSMI_3TzzyiWdWy12WLz9tZFgsomu_77mWI3VKYkulXHsg8YS1s7ckxQSxFkef-nppEMeLVPHmiNeqcEdnHFh9i64KqXXwkOTysLZhGEmCLdHt8xycGU0bN5khdn4DD-gWPNzNqqA3oQ5-1IdaJDtEPhem0jc7ntJM79sGexU1yG8rf6fZCWGxH44/w640-h360/20230805_081729.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakttårn i Frøslev</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Noen kilometer etter grensen går Hærvejen gjennom Frøslev fangeleir fra 1944. Her satt flere tusen dansker innsperret av det tyske sikkerhetspolitiet. Rundt 1.600 ble sendt videre til tyske konsentrasjonleire. Etter krigen overnattet mange norske fanger, som ble hentet av Hvite busser i konsentrasjonsleirene i Tyskland og Polen, i leiren på veien hjem til Norge. Med den til dels umenneskelige fangebehandlingen russerne utsetter ukrainerne for litt lenger syd i Europa, ble det ekstra uhyggelig å sykle gjennom leiren. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-oia1sRjBSP__n6YbZ3-aXpYwNwWiDs3YzhseqO_lYaccZi0VIILitocgh8eIoW20h95jMwc3iOMNGNbziuiNSWFwKroy0EbU0F5uoYNgJM6riRTjdoOFDV7O7ZIiTynF_RwFyb3D95bojh2psWqGbCt2h8NJw3xqDbyxFeuK-83RWnTYzRUIvHJc5Aj/s4000/20230805_083400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-oia1sRjBSP__n6YbZ3-aXpYwNwWiDs3YzhseqO_lYaccZi0VIILitocgh8eIoW20h95jMwc3iOMNGNbziuiNSWFwKroy0EbU0F5uoYNgJM6riRTjdoOFDV7O7ZIiTynF_RwFyb3D95bojh2psWqGbCt2h8NJw3xqDbyxFeuK-83RWnTYzRUIvHJc5Aj/w640-h360/20230805_083400.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Første strekning på gress og jordvei. Det skulle vise seg å bli stadig flere.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I tillegg til at jeg fikk boken Hærvejen av moster Anna for over 40 år siden ga min nå avdøde far fra Herning på Jylland meg nesten en master i dansk historie. I tillegg til lange leksjoner inkluderte det felt-befaringer til nær sagt et hvert historisk sted i Danmark inklusive mange av stedene langs Hærvejen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fars tilnærming til nye land og steder var at man alltid måtte sette seg inn i landets/stedets historie, geografi og klimatiske forutsetninger for å skjønne hvorfor menneskene hadde blitt som de var og agerte som de gjorde. Denne tilnærmingen smittet umerkelig over på meg sammen med nesten-masteren og er ett av de sporene etter far som lever videre. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1dmIQxneobNIOro2dA-zYKcTLlF09u8c6C193zqP9ALuDYB8a0qahQHc7ugnVabFd37YXqc9LGcmvMM4IBDOGNlJr4wxTlb0nOhBmXc2_SGesTCXuHWuphraoguiBXsVXopnYxow_k1lpp1cYNxRm67X8fuZQjuhYb7XV3quZPDdjVpy-w3zUIwBKkZY/s4000/20230805_084120.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1dmIQxneobNIOro2dA-zYKcTLlF09u8c6C193zqP9ALuDYB8a0qahQHc7ugnVabFd37YXqc9LGcmvMM4IBDOGNlJr4wxTlb0nOhBmXc2_SGesTCXuHWuphraoguiBXsVXopnYxow_k1lpp1cYNxRm67X8fuZQjuhYb7XV3quZPDdjVpy-w3zUIwBKkZY/w640-h360/20230805_084120.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steinro over Gejl Å fra 1818</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVDnbq5KZJE8RiM0Jv_N7w8T5zFs73hbw-b7ugceQ6lEWKc3dKBLAuAIWBFDwLwKEscExypAx7TLzvnz-RcEJ_-DkzOLPmwS01RxWhq9efcQ4WAWLpcWij9Osvd56RDOc5EfkK1--Op3BKWfDJimliBWwsqFLqWfohd7wNUV7Yj3kZnO3Ct0bzJq3zdfaR/s4000/20230805_084309.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVDnbq5KZJE8RiM0Jv_N7w8T5zFs73hbw-b7ugceQ6lEWKc3dKBLAuAIWBFDwLwKEscExypAx7TLzvnz-RcEJ_-DkzOLPmwS01RxWhq9efcQ4WAWLpcWij9Osvd56RDOc5EfkK1--Op3BKWfDJimliBWwsqFLqWfohd7wNUV7Yj3kZnO3Ct0bzJq3zdfaR/w640-h360/20230805_084309.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solen skinner og alt er bra </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqL4JKUb-j4PSsq-wnEXvFzb8CT5SOuCdejEsU_AzixghtGnAzMw6Z7KOInmNxj3aR7rZvdrBYq4APSv1aFlAOSX35bBp10w6uGkxmdbe62IIlW56zwqkmSCtul3WcOwFdIE8HklnrPUNiFYr-lnAIzIursqWugyMHCW37FMM7ZBe6USp4pHMMqp_LY6r/s4000/20230805_085823.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqL4JKUb-j4PSsq-wnEXvFzb8CT5SOuCdejEsU_AzixghtGnAzMw6Z7KOInmNxj3aR7rZvdrBYq4APSv1aFlAOSX35bBp10w6uGkxmdbe62IIlW56zwqkmSCtul3WcOwFdIE8HklnrPUNiFYr-lnAIzIursqWugyMHCW37FMM7ZBe6USp4pHMMqp_LY6r/w640-h360/20230805_085823.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Venting på Toget i Kliplev. Kliplev betyr Klippis arvegods</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIf9slmEMfrXVN-BiHdJ8GiLgVJb9_7lSfBiWYc079DyisGD1mgQA3YG2nAYyM45rRN-3GpdZcBom6d2n_QCkGVc3AnD3qPaIh_TBIahXgIOCzsBwuLZCDCwRWVWwArpHnyp-4owXxeG95lFIlh9qI1JECP7fWPBdBwve76E2875KAiDB1MnNPf1FHCvh/s3392/20230805_091102.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIf9slmEMfrXVN-BiHdJ8GiLgVJb9_7lSfBiWYc079DyisGD1mgQA3YG2nAYyM45rRN-3GpdZcBom6d2n_QCkGVc3AnD3qPaIh_TBIahXgIOCzsBwuLZCDCwRWVWwArpHnyp-4owXxeG95lFIlh9qI1JECP7fWPBdBwve76E2875KAiDB1MnNPf1FHCvh/w640-h480/20230805_091102.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På den bermøte Povls bro over Bjerndrup Mølleå. Broen har fått navnet fra Hærvei-kroen Povls</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCfsDNvXFpf5xO3ktYR7QdtnfYeKrRYUYcjzeOEvkJzJQDSCQmLAYPUD4XTk_pwS-zoDCL8W5UHqorAkRB8B-RNTxiWVWIvmHxivj6yqXX--2wmT_Ojb_xNhALnE3x4qrrRvaSnH5VPy6z4p0EWQyVla70tkHdY7qA474j6oPkc--VbtDcZ2Baplg8EalP/s4000/20230805_091112.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCfsDNvXFpf5xO3ktYR7QdtnfYeKrRYUYcjzeOEvkJzJQDSCQmLAYPUD4XTk_pwS-zoDCL8W5UHqorAkRB8B-RNTxiWVWIvmHxivj6yqXX--2wmT_Ojb_xNhALnE3x4qrrRvaSnH5VPy6z4p0EWQyVla70tkHdY7qA474j6oPkc--VbtDcZ2Baplg8EalP/w360-h640/20230805_091112.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bjerndru Mølleå er ikke store greier </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCoCeZquEDH-nwKAZ3x51nnHxx9Q1N_ei_jppT4zxR9zjwRoMN6CYIS8DmxNPd48-RtnUDv94ApsssfTtOc8Fo4updIjZyTxJFY0IoceZKMzVgu4b6BdJxR8CxcayKrsjw_slz1GyVcbjjI31-hLNy26fFcBKX3rPUnhYusBCGB2Go3grHLx1-G_z2KBm/s4000/20230805_092433.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCoCeZquEDH-nwKAZ3x51nnHxx9Q1N_ei_jppT4zxR9zjwRoMN6CYIS8DmxNPd48-RtnUDv94ApsssfTtOc8Fo4updIjZyTxJFY0IoceZKMzVgu4b6BdJxR8CxcayKrsjw_slz1GyVcbjjI31-hLNy26fFcBKX3rPUnhYusBCGB2Go3grHLx1-G_z2KBm/w640-h360/20230805_092433.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert dansk kulturlandskap og en byge som bygger seg opp<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">Grussykling er herlig, men det er ikke alltid like herlig i Danmark. Kombinasjonen av store gruskorn og lange strekk med grov overflate gjorde det mye tyngre enn en standard norsk grusvei. Man venner seg selvsagt til det, men det fører til at man ruller mye saktere enn på en grusvei med glattere overflate. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPo1MoINUwSrhRlwvWhpMTVlTfBJb0FEHlUzR89VgpGRqrfEPmxALTGtozfUO3SK89oxm0iG49ZVvcHQDcO5ssU3hEEbv_UjR9yU1LyMBn-WWcIIftrz1wgQc-wAvh0BACP-Qnro4qtpZ0vskiOWz_1oLCjZKiwv_w3FYoYYL_ALAmTg59nOwJ5jGPaS-/s4000/20230805_095142.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPo1MoINUwSrhRlwvWhpMTVlTfBJb0FEHlUzR89VgpGRqrfEPmxALTGtozfUO3SK89oxm0iG49ZVvcHQDcO5ssU3hEEbv_UjR9yU1LyMBn-WWcIIftrz1wgQc-wAvh0BACP-Qnro4qtpZ0vskiOWz_1oLCjZKiwv_w3FYoYYL_ALAmTg59nOwJ5jGPaS-/w640-h360/20230805_095142.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Så blank asfalt at vannet blir liggende som en hinne på toppen. Vakkert og sølete.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwbz8EfKQ29DL2dnde8nFXxg50MkjZZgjtQUasnu0X5l304CVVo54rMBakY5n9KY6S3tjlj5WOVeBdYF63JO9xk3-97b4Mi9f7TJCzBcrglbpe1RM9P4W2ZVkXphybB6obY4wqmwGQM23iU6scTUWN6V70mvgU-vIUSIA-SgPltKgUbSHfJ--COnRlwUY/s4000/20230805_104848.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwbz8EfKQ29DL2dnde8nFXxg50MkjZZgjtQUasnu0X5l304CVVo54rMBakY5n9KY6S3tjlj5WOVeBdYF63JO9xk3-97b4Mi9f7TJCzBcrglbpe1RM9P4W2ZVkXphybB6obY4wqmwGQM23iU6scTUWN6V70mvgU-vIUSIA-SgPltKgUbSHfJ--COnRlwUY/w640-h360/20230805_104848.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Merkingen av Hærvejen er eksemplarisk </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: left;">På turen møtte jeg jevnlig syklende kameler. Syklister som hadde tatt med seg nesten alt de eier og som hadde sidevesker foran og bak, styreveske og bagasjebrettsveske. Jeg har alltid lurt på hvorfor noen ønsker å utsette seg for noe så vondt som å sykle med en veldig tungt lastet sykkel.Jeg gjorde det denne gangen også der jeg suste forbi sykkelens vogntog med jevne mellomrom. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Alle jeg møtte underveis var enten folk som syklet alene med overvekt av menn, eller kvinne-mann par. Jeg møtte aldri to eller flere menn eller kvinner som syklet sammen. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEm0SBUIAXkS75G4D0TtQcnUakDr7LKkECI_Ca1YyFHI-qfWPxu_pqlcJ6j7beKyDYZ8WcPshjQKSVAAiMpQjgdZuvlUomCctZKNagBOle_LojVB3bDZ2Y0-4Y415sucsix6OFpztcPnOnjZ4fCDLsbUKhS4i9aLA1lP0EweGDnBGLVOMKZjQJGheEwEWN/s4000/20230805_111126.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEm0SBUIAXkS75G4D0TtQcnUakDr7LKkECI_Ca1YyFHI-qfWPxu_pqlcJ6j7beKyDYZ8WcPshjQKSVAAiMpQjgdZuvlUomCctZKNagBOle_LojVB3bDZ2Y0-4Y415sucsix6OFpztcPnOnjZ4fCDLsbUKhS4i9aLA1lP0EweGDnBGLVOMKZjQJGheEwEWN/w640-h360/20230805_111126.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Man passerer jevnlig gravhauger langs ruten </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTDTgloz37fsDPf7GgO4jhVj_2_4hSKNH64Kk01clvYEiIJ4aQSGhf2MUNPavgZ7U5h9prDMmyI2GcmF4_qGn2mb9y2vI2A7wjYK0o8apKgbYnUhdQKPlOHy6fAZ_LXs6JGZmhpMAoNbMex60r-pEA3DYSpdBivEs38u0k8pf7iSJk1yvQmYIjuSj_qUip/s4000/20230805_111316.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTDTgloz37fsDPf7GgO4jhVj_2_4hSKNH64Kk01clvYEiIJ4aQSGhf2MUNPavgZ7U5h9prDMmyI2GcmF4_qGn2mb9y2vI2A7wjYK0o8apKgbYnUhdQKPlOHy6fAZ_LXs6JGZmhpMAoNbMex60r-pEA3DYSpdBivEs38u0k8pf7iSJk1yvQmYIjuSj_qUip/w640-h360/20230805_111316.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krat<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">Jylland utgjør rundt 2/3 av Danmarks landareal og eikeratt og skogløst udyrket område (hede) var det som dominerte før menneskene endret landskapet. Store delen av turen går gjennom oppdyrket kulturlandskap der man stedvis støter på korte partier med hede og krat. Eikekrat er en betegnelse på en lav, krokete og "mishandlet" form for naturlig ikke-plantet eikeskog.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Eikekratt er ofte besunget i litterantur og poesi. Det mest berømte, og min eikekratt-favoritt, er fra sonettkransen Sommerfugldalen av Inger Christensen. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jeg spejler mig i frost- og løvfaldsmåler. </div><div style="text-align: center;">en aften i novembers egekrat, </div><div style="text-align: center;">de reflekterer månelysets stråler,</div><div style="text-align: center;">og leger solskin i den mørke nat.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCueXRMwXAyWOSZzGS5_pNB1rALYtB0dV1iYnzNvgDfwJ0YOfOGXe_cTt_mCulgyAzi0mm7s1WjlnsqZnaMkTDkYjKR4jipR1SRWO_flTm1JBBLWxeEKee0OnAK26kYdxiQslZxcBr8oTdyLUMhZJAvqlwgoG20flbFbtWcHjub4uw3DNPBsp7xcWyekLL/s4000/20230805_122136.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCueXRMwXAyWOSZzGS5_pNB1rALYtB0dV1iYnzNvgDfwJ0YOfOGXe_cTt_mCulgyAzi0mm7s1WjlnsqZnaMkTDkYjKR4jipR1SRWO_flTm1JBBLWxeEKee0OnAK26kYdxiQslZxcBr8oTdyLUMhZJAvqlwgoG20flbFbtWcHjub4uw3DNPBsp7xcWyekLL/w640-h360/20230805_122136.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flotte jord- og sandpartier </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBWN8Z8uPjWU4fa8GkAsWIpLpAX4iL7hcIdYm6cnkbUZVzK4l7Eb9Zyj5IJkpPS7nuoMFBGEkVRH4pE5T0gvwnKmZJSYtH7qcwdh-sKvOmv7wvanuMMFSrB0zQiJnfDKTQlpAqb1HvgorcBaW46geakBftP6Q8ER-cSvjYts6AM3MUJcIsv3FHidFT_dpb/s4000/20230805_123418.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBWN8Z8uPjWU4fa8GkAsWIpLpAX4iL7hcIdYm6cnkbUZVzK4l7Eb9Zyj5IJkpPS7nuoMFBGEkVRH4pE5T0gvwnKmZJSYtH7qcwdh-sKvOmv7wvanuMMFSrB0zQiJnfDKTQlpAqb1HvgorcBaW46geakBftP6Q8ER-cSvjYts6AM3MUJcIsv3FHidFT_dpb/w640-h360/20230805_123418.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jels</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8u61cPTuYWZx-2uDQwLvPONtawh7wnaXjhrdEJB8CfB9Alh25Pq7azMfiJ3ADKxx4By_Z9j6Y28qew_HmiLLBWhLv7G6gY5e-2EDgUIh5OVS9e3bHHfBTuuz3MR39NtCLbcfWHTRKQwJGfgxWUFmiJ-aS6t6QyUiSkjHIX4T5gaQAXG0ltg6AzItnRkHY/s4000/20230805_130106.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8u61cPTuYWZx-2uDQwLvPONtawh7wnaXjhrdEJB8CfB9Alh25Pq7azMfiJ3ADKxx4By_Z9j6Y28qew_HmiLLBWhLv7G6gY5e-2EDgUIh5OVS9e3bHHfBTuuz3MR39NtCLbcfWHTRKQwJGfgxWUFmiJ-aS6t6QyUiSkjHIX4T5gaQAXG0ltg6AzItnRkHY/w640-h360/20230805_130106.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er rikelig med Ukrainas nasjonalblomst i Danmark</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xPkCW2UcY3J7TybZhQ8CnbioIR4J9_I0xO4ewL2oKvns8IuiomxAZzgDz-Xf2GeDUwEk21yDxiWsUHY2pKUbtky8_pYzt8aJYkUvxsXuJXt5qVY0HVXjnsTZM1x7MzyKHK8_cXoxW04C_RIx-OG-mNs7Sx_lvBWtGooJp9xWs7AgYuKJI6wifBMVd2t0/s4000/20230805_132145.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xPkCW2UcY3J7TybZhQ8CnbioIR4J9_I0xO4ewL2oKvns8IuiomxAZzgDz-Xf2GeDUwEk21yDxiWsUHY2pKUbtky8_pYzt8aJYkUvxsXuJXt5qVY0HVXjnsTZM1x7MzyKHK8_cXoxW04C_RIx-OG-mNs7Sx_lvBWtGooJp9xWs7AgYuKJI6wifBMVd2t0/w640-h360/20230805_132145.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monumentet "Modersmålet" i Skibelund var en politisk provokasjon da det ble satt opp i 1903</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I tillegg til hele Slesvig tapte Danmark deler av Holstein til Preussen (som senere ble Tyskland) etter nederlaget ved Dybbøl skanse. Den nye grensen gikk ved Kongeåen langt inne i dagens Danmark som også er den nordligste grensen til Slesvik. Dette er nesten så langt nord som Lillebeltbroen mellom Jylland og Fyn går. Området er pepret med monumenter, både fra den perioden grensen gikk der, også for å feire at deler av områdene ble gjenforent med Danmark etter en folkeavstemning i 1920. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjARgkr1sJ8hu-KxUjMrCIooyFJ7psDV3ICA5Zo2YicT-mUhGIq8Nm--S7dLypBitdZKVzdjxZ-dOVL9asSIfoYPde-8HRPuX2P7Cryakge6Mjuj64QEQdlDc8w8AxW7sgkzSBxzUVt0X6D2L7eyxj7GzPkZDg7E4rjmt3cwfNIQ2gBuVrjLeBISoyK8LL6/s4000/20230805_132628.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjARgkr1sJ8hu-KxUjMrCIooyFJ7psDV3ICA5Zo2YicT-mUhGIq8Nm--S7dLypBitdZKVzdjxZ-dOVL9asSIfoYPde-8HRPuX2P7Cryakge6Mjuj64QEQdlDc8w8AxW7sgkzSBxzUVt0X6D2L7eyxj7GzPkZDg7E4rjmt3cwfNIQ2gBuVrjLeBISoyK8LL6/w640-h360/20230805_132628.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monumenter ved Skibelund like ovenfor Kongeåen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1V_lk3F-z70s79Dq8OB9BLLP3Rnodjvv26bpS3nYa2_gEt_fBWLmGIMWSUDzpOOqeLQ9ogcuZK13ah6n63lmw1-9WJwglM_rmxV0vl4EvVZFCAx8Hz8kb8B1wqa5bxCFU3me3RUkHVCMcog8jlsIXXsHP1qUjbBR12Bn_UBkUlqPfM60rRhPvMgf1vtP9/s4000/20230805_144054.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1V_lk3F-z70s79Dq8OB9BLLP3Rnodjvv26bpS3nYa2_gEt_fBWLmGIMWSUDzpOOqeLQ9ogcuZK13ah6n63lmw1-9WJwglM_rmxV0vl4EvVZFCAx8Hz8kb8B1wqa5bxCFU3me3RUkHVCMcog8jlsIXXsHP1qUjbBR12Bn_UBkUlqPfM60rRhPvMgf1vtP9/w640-h360/20230805_144054.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En av flere runesteiner langs veien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dn-bbUTakvhefgTZlqNKpJYmbYDtOMmZbdYO4uKQY-A9S87u7YbH8Llv2i3vO13amNSFqdnnvOGiKX8FaEQTgseFPYTg5qqmXcUp8s70ZGquF_pq4BH1UlYuNXh9tV5bjwCHK4IkussMjeZoXwVd6jUNtnEVPI2yCJe4mAoWtdEeCDJPQuC372vHlr1V/s4000/20230805_154314.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dn-bbUTakvhefgTZlqNKpJYmbYDtOMmZbdYO4uKQY-A9S87u7YbH8Llv2i3vO13amNSFqdnnvOGiKX8FaEQTgseFPYTg5qqmXcUp8s70ZGquF_pq4BH1UlYuNXh9tV5bjwCHK4IkussMjeZoXwVd6jUNtnEVPI2yCJe4mAoWtdEeCDJPQuC372vHlr1V/w640-h360/20230805_154314.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Engelsholm slott, i dag folkehøyskole</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLAwvarPFK4OBJ_rUaPWXLAMt-oFCLfO5iy-QrYi0A35MyE2b6SaF0qeK8eLVWzNLcw5E2USBSO53iVNqs93PPuAA9Cf7AAFwvpULw9SIZIuMyxS3nPTdPNamL8TIpB-1N_70zp3y3-n0Ji5dvvAxNOXgQKL_4G4gNHO8B31-Lt7R3n1Q6G10pFXsiN_H/s4000/20230805_162916.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLAwvarPFK4OBJ_rUaPWXLAMt-oFCLfO5iy-QrYi0A35MyE2b6SaF0qeK8eLVWzNLcw5E2USBSO53iVNqs93PPuAA9Cf7AAFwvpULw9SIZIuMyxS3nPTdPNamL8TIpB-1N_70zp3y3-n0Ji5dvvAxNOXgQKL_4G4gNHO8B31-Lt7R3n1Q6G10pFXsiN_H/w640-h360/20230805_162916.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mest sannsynlig dronning Thyras gravhaug <div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gATWSG0wf6UwbfKbxNOGUoEZQ0W2dLy2U8rVii6qXgh7qvFHIyFfcWkyb-T-Ynv0aCKjgQmgpMEDxDhWK5U5DzYM7l7yZJ2acWH2kZ64sh2F4WrqZA4g2n9AKCHW-yBe_sHoB61JneOCJL3BYy6CD5vNGeD5qC7gIgrSRwsxreCVADNAOejxyfM8IytM/s4000/20230805_162953.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gATWSG0wf6UwbfKbxNOGUoEZQ0W2dLy2U8rVii6qXgh7qvFHIyFfcWkyb-T-Ynv0aCKjgQmgpMEDxDhWK5U5DzYM7l7yZJ2acWH2kZ64sh2F4WrqZA4g2n9AKCHW-yBe_sHoB61JneOCJL3BYy6CD5vNGeD5qC7gIgrSRwsxreCVADNAOejxyfM8IytM/w360-h640/20230805_162953.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kristusfiguren på den store Jellingsteinen</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Som ledd i faren mins arbeid med å gi meg en master i dansk historien har det blitt mange turer til Jelling og Jellingsteinene. Den store Jellingsteinen er reist av vikingkongen Harald Blåtann (ja det er han som har gitt navn til teknologien) til minne om sine foreldre Thyra og Gorm. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">På steinen står noe som både jeg og alle danske historikere kan utenat: "Harald konge bød gøre disse kumler etter Gorm sin fader og efter Thyra sin moder - den Harald som vandt sig Danmark al og Norge og gjorde danerne kristne": </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ved Jellingsteien finner man også Danmarks to største gravhauger. Det er antatt at Harald Blåtanns mor, dronning Thyra ligger i den sørlige, og hans far, kong Gorm den gamle, i den nordlige. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Gorm regnes ofte som den første kongen i den danske kongerekken, selv om han neppe regjerte over hele Danmark. Det var hans sønn Harald Blåtann den første som gjorde. Han var også konge over deler av Norge inklusive Viken. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilf36h-mOYBIotCI5PZgXOlnVVqovsuRVcZeUf8QD4LyCeaL58L25FQU_94ar6i726KfesTyBioj60BrVr6QVjU2jQq3CujwetZ3lQwRxFJHF4rWerUApBoaN_lhZc5kIbtdt4y9AEQ2O00henn4ddqKSkXzzR804AQg019NN93YWOlSqAb66yeyal4-ww/s4000/20230805_180049.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilf36h-mOYBIotCI5PZgXOlnVVqovsuRVcZeUf8QD4LyCeaL58L25FQU_94ar6i726KfesTyBioj60BrVr6QVjU2jQq3CujwetZ3lQwRxFJHF4rWerUApBoaN_lhZc5kIbtdt4y9AEQ2O00henn4ddqKSkXzzR804AQg019NN93YWOlSqAb66yeyal4-ww/w640-h360/20230805_180049.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På barndommens sommerferier kjørte vi ofte på denne veien ved Nørre Snede. Nå er den sykkelvei</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Den som skal sykle i Danmark og tror det er helt flatt kan få seg en overraskelse. Det sydlige Danmark er relativt flatt, men deretter kommer man inn i et bølgete område med stadige bakker. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Det er aldri noen lange klatringer, men det er strekninger der det går ganske bratt opp og ned hele tiden. Begge dagene i Danmark hadde over 2.000 meter med klatring. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7xiizWxk7rDJ3SRFbxFnKOKQ1jNZOQQDOFSj4xDTVqXe7BGz3dtF_6MPZ9hYWcAMCr1BgKZq1vAQzKqWjFWVXWSClVafStRZ50wcACyBCYsBtnFRK3tcXN8KY1tniPi6EHrvb5nk00xCqvtHfSoCXhYddUXqFzPdBUSKykBLuT2G0Jo4es7XOuIAzyd7/s4000/20230805_183259.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7xiizWxk7rDJ3SRFbxFnKOKQ1jNZOQQDOFSj4xDTVqXe7BGz3dtF_6MPZ9hYWcAMCr1BgKZq1vAQzKqWjFWVXWSClVafStRZ50wcACyBCYsBtnFRK3tcXN8KY1tniPi6EHrvb5nk00xCqvtHfSoCXhYddUXqFzPdBUSKykBLuT2G0Jo4es7XOuIAzyd7/w640-h360/20230805_183259.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg har nå ankommet den mest kuperte delen av Danmark. Det går opp og ned hele tiden </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGCnnJssv-mIJViHFHN_dTrH-3cZD_WAsleL0_DkLNsF8BWR_6qusWhX4Nkk3gJ4oKDl8ua_vKVoZ6YdGL_h14x46E4hgYxPTfccjA0KSvTDS4jSpQWfKqx2EYh1sWwVF-xMDGcgwzUSp1-E7W06js15HbAnCgHGwV8zC1Jinyfm4wQ5MqaJUJ0Watoho/s4000/20230805_184057.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGCnnJssv-mIJViHFHN_dTrH-3cZD_WAsleL0_DkLNsF8BWR_6qusWhX4Nkk3gJ4oKDl8ua_vKVoZ6YdGL_h14x46E4hgYxPTfccjA0KSvTDS4jSpQWfKqx2EYh1sWwVF-xMDGcgwzUSp1-E7W06js15HbAnCgHGwV8zC1Jinyfm4wQ5MqaJUJ0Watoho/w640-h360/20230805_184057.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etter noen kraftige regnskyll på formiddagen ble det nydelig vær og medvind på ettermiddagen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaeeCVZTlX80aiFgq4eJDiN-WUpLd1JUDTnwWKaI_y01wiZE3ztmLK4bO7qPVCTv2l-8_G9UCT8HB5vg0_21Ew5evecEI6keTfrUY-O86qePQajp4BOPA0RTZVeJ3DVkilzcnz9ubifGF9NptfDBu5rOhEQSvluSdubu8r8DkRE5yPpTHHDEoz1N4j9D0C/s4000/20230805_193229.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaeeCVZTlX80aiFgq4eJDiN-WUpLd1JUDTnwWKaI_y01wiZE3ztmLK4bO7qPVCTv2l-8_G9UCT8HB5vg0_21Ew5evecEI6keTfrUY-O86qePQajp4BOPA0RTZVeJ3DVkilzcnz9ubifGF9NptfDBu5rOhEQSvluSdubu8r8DkRE5yPpTHHDEoz1N4j9D0C/w360-h640/20230805_193229.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tilrettelegging for sykling i verdensklasse </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Jeg kom frem til Viborg kl 22. Det ble mørkt de siste kilometerne inn til byen og bli-sett-lyktene kom på. I sentrum var det lørdagskveld, konsert i gaten og full fest med fulle mennesker som virret på kryss og tvers. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Jeg ble i godt humør av all gleden i gatene og trillet ned til Golf Hotel Viborg ved Søndersø der jeg skulle bo for natten selv om det er helt usannsynlig at jeg noensinne skal begynne med golf. Som middag kjøpte jeg med meg en bitteliten potetgullpose og Snickers i resepsjonen før jeg gikk på rommet, dusjet og sovnet. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzlcUVakRSKkU7O5ndKf-KSkj-2nuL4TgAtEwsxopaG_46FFgnFZitC3BHRC8oEAHfOjUM09twIfkXstO_Sxkz1J-I36D6_Nn8Q_a0KMhR5BqCHrhk-b9J6v0t3xeUrmy_6v2mc5Kv2AV1H0qz9NXfkuIJ63opnS_lbgZLBVzkZ7knwk7d2cPXd1e5DF-/s4000/20230805_211131.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzlcUVakRSKkU7O5ndKf-KSkj-2nuL4TgAtEwsxopaG_46FFgnFZitC3BHRC8oEAHfOjUM09twIfkXstO_Sxkz1J-I36D6_Nn8Q_a0KMhR5BqCHrhk-b9J6v0t3xeUrmy_6v2mc5Kv2AV1H0qz9NXfkuIJ63opnS_lbgZLBVzkZ7knwk7d2cPXd1e5DF-/w640-h360/20230805_211131.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den siste solen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: 700;"><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9596241618" target="_blank">Dag 3: Hærvejen fra Viborg til Fredrikshavn, 202 km</a></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRinXJw_jY3azd6wq49p7S7FU32FyDtE7Nb-jwjihWQo8_Yw30I7jf1X7wXIYiCHDppT6WdzOATPbl-hedwI6qCce2U4JgGv-7Bm0J6KepuLsP2ndHxm2ylGYYsZmZxVrUr42fo6BJe4dt2YYkI-JAdi6Lze_9cW6qsFKXBXaFhpz7vubP1cmF0JHdcC_d/s1854/Screenshot_20230806_221037_Strava.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1854" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRinXJw_jY3azd6wq49p7S7FU32FyDtE7Nb-jwjihWQo8_Yw30I7jf1X7wXIYiCHDppT6WdzOATPbl-hedwI6qCce2U4JgGv-7Bm0J6KepuLsP2ndHxm2ylGYYsZmZxVrUr42fo6BJe4dt2YYkI-JAdi6Lze_9cW6qsFKXBXaFhpz7vubP1cmF0JHdcC_d/w372-h640/Screenshot_20230806_221037_Strava.jpg" width="372" /></a></div><br /><div>Dag 3 tok jeg det litt rolig i starten, da båten til Oslo ikke gikk før kl 23.55 og jeg skulle ikke sykle mer enn 202 kilometer. Etter en solid frokost på hotellet fikk jeg meg en langvarig jobb med å fjerne en liten stift i dekket som hadde stukket hull på slangen. Etter jeg til slutt klarte å fjerne den og skiftet slange kom jeg meg av gårde. Det var gråvær og motvind og litt tungt å få maskineriet i gang til tross for flere kopper kaffe. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRz3n3MkHfqOM176sdHtKI1Yeq3oXF-hG7y3UKTDfMj9b55Ea35pR7b64pMTNLY2i7rB4VOstISvB9r5X1PK022nUCBJEv2QALj7UVim5qnsOv29L1kaN6bcgu7g5r943_Kn0AFxLRYCP0anLl5CbxEROCSIpFc215g1TQqo2K0G4ZMhG5BQydB6ZZ264/s4000/20230806_081744.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRz3n3MkHfqOM176sdHtKI1Yeq3oXF-hG7y3UKTDfMj9b55Ea35pR7b64pMTNLY2i7rB4VOstISvB9r5X1PK022nUCBJEv2QALj7UVim5qnsOv29L1kaN6bcgu7g5r943_Kn0AFxLRYCP0anLl5CbxEROCSIpFc215g1TQqo2K0G4ZMhG5BQydB6ZZ264/w640-h360/20230806_081744.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hotellet i Viborg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqPYj6Vm_R3AwrsBBH60-TZNfFlLdWud8g3oCaCJvLtPdwQ6zhUNMLajY6B3LklQCzAWIcFlHMC5tEnCJrwNlIsOh_qdaRefNPYB0k1pWzfidUFj0A5H2CVVi9waWDD5WovO_rjcnd1SzSeRH0gOiqO9T6yjUjG5sjprxC9JGhpy5pz0CeBHp9CgrN1Udg/s4000/20230806_082429.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqPYj6Vm_R3AwrsBBH60-TZNfFlLdWud8g3oCaCJvLtPdwQ6zhUNMLajY6B3LklQCzAWIcFlHMC5tEnCJrwNlIsOh_qdaRefNPYB0k1pWzfidUFj0A5H2CVVi9waWDD5WovO_rjcnd1SzSeRH0gOiqO9T6yjUjG5sjprxC9JGhpy5pz0CeBHp9CgrN1Udg/w640-h360/20230806_082429.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei ut av Viborg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWZ2KzOPQv1Iocnam-R8IkiMBeZuyely0IwtdjT_SFmvIDJClQcR7vaOuM1GXipkQq7QsFbNjS2DVD6T_Yd5GC81Xdd5AYkDy6ygXgt1mFXVTLrapi9Qmy7OOUZnGndyuvMj5hhs7rsXpKSA_HCHSOBKLvKPy3fe6g8Trh5T5XXidWB3o8uHV8j1PaaMW/s4000/20230806_082432.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWZ2KzOPQv1Iocnam-R8IkiMBeZuyely0IwtdjT_SFmvIDJClQcR7vaOuM1GXipkQq7QsFbNjS2DVD6T_Yd5GC81Xdd5AYkDy6ygXgt1mFXVTLrapi9Qmy7OOUZnGndyuvMj5hhs7rsXpKSA_HCHSOBKLvKPy3fe6g8Trh5T5XXidWB3o8uHV8j1PaaMW/w640-h360/20230806_082432.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert i Viborg<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">De første to-tre timene skravlet jeg med flere danske landeveisyklister som var ute på søndagstur. Alle synes det var morsomt at jeg syklet hele Hærvejen på to dager. </div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-hvicOCoJkDuOvdo0N2-QRPA0QUB8PGbsYKHoIJuKkDIxVlv_7ULwJZAkOdUuF1g9GcSQHvwIrvlZ1SXcC3Os28BNzjROoxjpHZik_r0Un9iPiUk_qa_WZ4kwEm7usm91L7oUNV71qWJ2_Yuf2aHFQ562dQxPJSfCbFfGfcCBAW_VRJPN198hil36pqAw/s4000/20230806_101448.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-hvicOCoJkDuOvdo0N2-QRPA0QUB8PGbsYKHoIJuKkDIxVlv_7ULwJZAkOdUuF1g9GcSQHvwIrvlZ1SXcC3Os28BNzjROoxjpHZik_r0Un9iPiUk_qa_WZ4kwEm7usm91L7oUNV71qWJ2_Yuf2aHFQ562dQxPJSfCbFfGfcCBAW_VRJPN198hil36pqAw/w640-h360/20230806_101448.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den morsomme delen av Hærvejen begynner </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEapyHlIeKqZNIvR5Ou-Vcu0iyVQFsDh07BaADp4nfuUhuGbjuDaaOkCuaLjzJbazjZNgqokKeaozb5kmzupfKORxSiJhazY40f1i_Sdl-Ijz79z3FXgGdBIesTaiyBtP6KuimRDZGl4TQZE4QdM50jZAOciPW5HsLoSAMObTbcVQ_1jYLFVajRTN8sGm/s4000/20230806_101705.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEapyHlIeKqZNIvR5Ou-Vcu0iyVQFsDh07BaADp4nfuUhuGbjuDaaOkCuaLjzJbazjZNgqokKeaozb5kmzupfKORxSiJhazY40f1i_Sdl-Ijz79z3FXgGdBIesTaiyBtP6KuimRDZGl4TQZE4QdM50jZAOciPW5HsLoSAMObTbcVQ_1jYLFVajRTN8sGm/w640-h360/20230806_101705.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En klassisk dansk saue-haug</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WU2gEEo3dJKiQHHmHNzKyUXSE3qPIb4jH5_mTLNb6wudmhFB_oioUTQ5-5nsBdfFM8Cp9XKGrTudHpUE35S4zy_40Uza3uXNxtFYlPdaZ9ZNIu-XGuWY9sGD_T4mZArLf-mnjWTe8_THPMe-KXnILYINHKRpkJXb-RAU7jDxg6RP6-e8r4hfdTK9GW4R/s4000/20230806_101906.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WU2gEEo3dJKiQHHmHNzKyUXSE3qPIb4jH5_mTLNb6wudmhFB_oioUTQ5-5nsBdfFM8Cp9XKGrTudHpUE35S4zy_40Uza3uXNxtFYlPdaZ9ZNIu-XGuWY9sGD_T4mZArLf-mnjWTe8_THPMe-KXnILYINHKRpkJXb-RAU7jDxg6RP6-e8r4hfdTK9GW4R/w640-h360/20230806_101906.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fyrkat Engsjø forsøker å sluke veien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06nxULIfzRty0W0azCzUMOG9aIJkVlmXfQuXMAwa6eD5WqQZeYllmfNB-L5E8TYg_9oVb1tRCZsEtQnhrG-kXJck7Ooxb9RUowdsj1C3MNmMiEZbf3hLKYkd_72gYgpux65EjPuflNOa1bJLGPOEudsLnUU4Sv6dqzVW6lTQEwEFmURGYfcmS_aNKkrnK/s4000/20230806_102112.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06nxULIfzRty0W0azCzUMOG9aIJkVlmXfQuXMAwa6eD5WqQZeYllmfNB-L5E8TYg_9oVb1tRCZsEtQnhrG-kXJck7Ooxb9RUowdsj1C3MNmMiEZbf3hLKYkd_72gYgpux65EjPuflNOa1bJLGPOEudsLnUU4Sv6dqzVW6lTQEwEFmURGYfcmS_aNKkrnK/w640-h360/20230806_102112.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thostrup Hovgaard</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK1YhRntjXo_6cM-qKdtZPSmjHCnQvDnXYt1hpaio94jqC62GACGGqpULzi9RlQvxX91FVLtaf0fJVgpoz5wdRR9pzs1sUrqcTRMUxuvaZDhWaCkDqbmRa-LMpYac38WnYQfu_3eTa6Vn20D-cuzzDPJN6BK1BMbdzOFJwpCGU2CSwMG54YHlbnQu-4IS/s4000/20230806_104540.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK1YhRntjXo_6cM-qKdtZPSmjHCnQvDnXYt1hpaio94jqC62GACGGqpULzi9RlQvxX91FVLtaf0fJVgpoz5wdRR9pzs1sUrqcTRMUxuvaZDhWaCkDqbmRa-LMpYac38WnYQfu_3eTa6Vn20D-cuzzDPJN6BK1BMbdzOFJwpCGU2CSwMG54YHlbnQu-4IS/w640-h360/20230806_104540.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen slapper av mens jeg er på besøk i Spar i Hobro </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-JQnr4oQE1makiQMmY5-ztTOL-kq3_CsE_IvVVIfnz5ca4ZABdcPD7v2DGu4LIM3lRMsjgl8VA7VtYjCBecPMWceQpJGrHznv-vzcrA8muvaPNX4akiEMTQJKKoJsfL6y4PQvt0sCcfYWFQKvF9smmt1u_IkVLl0ZUVmFMkf0e4R2LboEd25NEUM6Bz7p/s4000/20230806_110215.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-JQnr4oQE1makiQMmY5-ztTOL-kq3_CsE_IvVVIfnz5ca4ZABdcPD7v2DGu4LIM3lRMsjgl8VA7VtYjCBecPMWceQpJGrHznv-vzcrA8muvaPNX4akiEMTQJKKoJsfL6y4PQvt0sCcfYWFQKvF9smmt1u_IkVLl0ZUVmFMkf0e4R2LboEd25NEUM6Bz7p/w640-h360/20230806_110215.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syklisters drømmeverden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>For en som har vært helårssyklist i Oslo i 30 år er det å sykle i Danmark og Tyskland en spesiell opplevelse. Syklisters sikkerhet og øvrige behov er tatt på alvor. Ikke bare er det stor grad av separate sykkelveier, men som syklist har man ofte forkjørsrett når en sykkelvei krysser en annen vei. </div><div><br /></div><div>De fleste løsningene laget av noen som har kompetanse på tilrettelegging for sykling. Skiltingen er god, man ledes ikke ned i farlige og trange underganger støtt, det opplyses tydelig når man har vikeplikt og er det slitt eller skadet asfalt i sykkelfeltet er dette tydelig markert osv. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdxaU2uR1i4Lz5IWSyxR3LrrDh-tAfqrwrYiduFotuEgJkrm7LI2jmPrvCM8koTRMjPfbkC3Hr99w3NV8gKy9ZrAz5qOdDFGkCiaKFcAiHgAMfjB4-oVVv3ys0l6wgzWORg3SJZ_6uvgghtMT9qWoI8sYkTnpeTTEK3OCBhT9eu8TpUDAgynrmuje-_6j/s4000/20230806_111018.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdxaU2uR1i4Lz5IWSyxR3LrrDh-tAfqrwrYiduFotuEgJkrm7LI2jmPrvCM8koTRMjPfbkC3Hr99w3NV8gKy9ZrAz5qOdDFGkCiaKFcAiHgAMfjB4-oVVv3ys0l6wgzWORg3SJZ_6uvgghtMT9qWoI8sYkTnpeTTEK3OCBhT9eu8TpUDAgynrmuje-_6j/w640-h360/20230806_111018.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kulturlandskap på Jylland <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Dansker er, i motsetning til nordmenn, verken redde for ulv, skjeggkre eller vindmøller. Dette har ført til at Danmark er pepret med rundt 4.500 vindmøller til lands og til vanns som leverer rundt halvparten av strømmene som brukes i landet. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisD_G4STxZWcoM0QTvT6pds4S3NV3o5N9BBk31fMzelldMuMB4xMQOXejYWHtoYL89AvmeI1-f5D6WoxYqEFEkh_DNh9eZpyQgkf--FFleMhgOrUN2exdZlqPOoZg7z859wqpubo6a6IIVhKMMjutjquY3JE4eoN5v1qpsl497k5Ringi3qVflFCCktyxw/s4000/20230806_111800.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisD_G4STxZWcoM0QTvT6pds4S3NV3o5N9BBk31fMzelldMuMB4xMQOXejYWHtoYL89AvmeI1-f5D6WoxYqEFEkh_DNh9eZpyQgkf--FFleMhgOrUN2exdZlqPOoZg7z859wqpubo6a6IIVhKMMjutjquY3JE4eoN5v1qpsl497k5Ringi3qVflFCCktyxw/w640-h360/20230806_111800.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kyr + vindmøller = Danmark </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD7YpRf1NWTELJjB5MdxWGnaT9r7s82XRf8_s7OxzHgjXbXAez6EhZEJfATHMRuTWTkcHi5WXZaO_ZCZCO0vSl4XyD91oXjY4tiPVtxNKUhrCY4pHwFxCqJ1XS9VRLi-6nA1UAHw0nwBOtcooSjSR4G1ojTToHIoGS2pKap3UdfxIKp8GqLk2Ra7NpzaTj/s4000/20230806_113346.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD7YpRf1NWTELJjB5MdxWGnaT9r7s82XRf8_s7OxzHgjXbXAez6EhZEJfATHMRuTWTkcHi5WXZaO_ZCZCO0vSl4XyD91oXjY4tiPVtxNKUhrCY4pHwFxCqJ1XS9VRLi-6nA1UAHw0nwBOtcooSjSR4G1ojTToHIoGS2pKap3UdfxIKp8GqLk2Ra7NpzaTj/w640-h360/20230806_113346.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Glistuphus i Vebbestrup, navngitt av en fan av Danmarks svar på Carl I Hagen;: Mogens Glistrup</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPU4A-Tz16VLl3JarVUJPcnVP3Y_UUyYoumS2N42ULdyCYbetGOje7OH9W_CMjlXfbcxW_WsLNsMEwc3uSzQSZg6VzW5RGtfVTH0Hww6Ys0l76h5TyvE7QKW8E0oea8pUCbaziCStJGH1hp6AQDMkL5Va98oTSzz4ebPSxlLjmtIh5b4SZwPVhGT1g-S-d/s4000/20230806_122414.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPU4A-Tz16VLl3JarVUJPcnVP3Y_UUyYoumS2N42ULdyCYbetGOje7OH9W_CMjlXfbcxW_WsLNsMEwc3uSzQSZg6VzW5RGtfVTH0Hww6Ys0l76h5TyvE7QKW8E0oea8pUCbaziCStJGH1hp6AQDMkL5Va98oTSzz4ebPSxlLjmtIh5b4SZwPVhGT1g-S-d/w640-h360/20230806_122414.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rold Skov </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMn7AtUvUkz2Okt1DI_u32RuQMBAb2Fcxe0KO_ZOZjiHxchTcTW6HPu-VmFvThOoYW3CzcYE2jCGe5As4fyDiLINY5gJ-Uark39Qw3_UlaydjFsZI9Iwq-NwtvxYCsGfh1o8GTuyI2uN1T8dWe158gLj0u_D0mdAXIXID7C9dNuqoZegwPlFwGrlgyfVlA/s4000/20230806_124651.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMn7AtUvUkz2Okt1DI_u32RuQMBAb2Fcxe0KO_ZOZjiHxchTcTW6HPu-VmFvThOoYW3CzcYE2jCGe5As4fyDiLINY5gJ-Uark39Qw3_UlaydjFsZI9Iwq-NwtvxYCsGfh1o8GTuyI2uN1T8dWe158gLj0u_D0mdAXIXID7C9dNuqoZegwPlFwGrlgyfVlA/w640-h360/20230806_124651.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rebild bakker - en av Danmarks største turistattraksjoner<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Rebild bakker er bevart hedelandskap. Dansk-Amerikansk venneforeningen kjøpte området i 1910 og skjenket det til den danske staten med en klausul om at at de skulle kunne feire 4th of July og andre amerikanske festdager der. Det forsetter den dag i dag. </div><div><br /></div><div>Rebild bakker er nasjonalpark og sauer brukes som arbeidskraft for å hindre trærne i å fortrenge lyngen. Det heter ikke bakker uten grunn. En lang bratt nedoverbakken var starten på området. Deretter gikk Hærvejen videre på grus og jordstier der alle høydemeterne som var gitt bort skulle hentes inn igjen. Ett parti var så bratt og løst at jeg måtte av sykkelen. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMZGgzyDOg-MOt7MK2jr48R1IaQphVmZNZnRwL_AnBk3ghlHVbyTEXHQXZ6Ab4qAiwzNZPKDE07HvDQACN4Wb3s5yB3NyVP_mHfRy-Hti7xKUn9ruYjogk1SjFNnGgCODjUBiaiehuoN-bXPSmZpMOj0l2XlrBCPJxVjo0Ve9-btf9JEjkv7f5Wcd7TpQ/s4000/20230806_124910.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMZGgzyDOg-MOt7MK2jr48R1IaQphVmZNZnRwL_AnBk3ghlHVbyTEXHQXZ6Ab4qAiwzNZPKDE07HvDQACN4Wb3s5yB3NyVP_mHfRy-Hti7xKUn9ruYjogk1SjFNnGgCODjUBiaiehuoN-bXPSmZpMOj0l2XlrBCPJxVjo0Ve9-btf9JEjkv7f5Wcd7TpQ/w640-h360/20230806_124910.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rebild bakker</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjce440XQPqBMXl42RDjja8wi85VCuGZmCd2LHegMW5p2rq43EFkTai2Zmt2I426C2APJW1gFLT_v_wbvebe1Pw3el784_tReCB2c8izwuGNtZNvG-QWpW50CXBxFYS6I-iQeDzAhaMtYgUijZL5n0PCDZu0mXGyTUvOgBt8evdPoUSExZ0FN9G9Em9TDLX/s4000/20230806_125053.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjce440XQPqBMXl42RDjja8wi85VCuGZmCd2LHegMW5p2rq43EFkTai2Zmt2I426C2APJW1gFLT_v_wbvebe1Pw3el784_tReCB2c8izwuGNtZNvG-QWpW50CXBxFYS6I-iQeDzAhaMtYgUijZL5n0PCDZu0mXGyTUvOgBt8evdPoUSExZ0FN9G9Em9TDLX/w640-h360/20230806_125053.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et paradoks at det er så liten opprinnelig natur tilbake at det blir en turistattraksjon</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7k1slNn5wk8fvYKp0P1sALTusaVJpIcjHwQu6OHgeJpBDsB1VlFi07DZH3dEI9qkPF8rrWkVKPj8-q28AqdbVxocpaXAMJ_DVlJwx327_czWwaHjcZpRZfXZFbrtqbb0y7fSQBA77-BMtmVxSEEn2rOr5f5OzCad-upLMgGaJBPUXDrFfIa0bU_0Fb0YD/s4000/20230806_125304.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7k1slNn5wk8fvYKp0P1sALTusaVJpIcjHwQu6OHgeJpBDsB1VlFi07DZH3dEI9qkPF8rrWkVKPj8-q28AqdbVxocpaXAMJ_DVlJwx327_czWwaHjcZpRZfXZFbrtqbb0y7fSQBA77-BMtmVxSEEn2rOr5f5OzCad-upLMgGaJBPUXDrFfIa0bU_0Fb0YD/w640-h360/20230806_125304.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Herlig bading for sykkelen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5QrQWz7D1VyG0IA3FtXvBABDIqRddgVa8iKljxw-Zu0oOOdByi_kObNrss9SBe4_nO7_dKsF6z6GPIiOA2B57bHgp8abL18lowop0uUySH5A9o0XVtY56lpP080I7SzLjauELYQ7SlSqewTDqEu-byN1xYp6ym3dLh3ev0xhfn6kbernm04qMCVb3hhx9/s4000/20230806_125357.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5QrQWz7D1VyG0IA3FtXvBABDIqRddgVa8iKljxw-Zu0oOOdByi_kObNrss9SBe4_nO7_dKsF6z6GPIiOA2B57bHgp8abL18lowop0uUySH5A9o0XVtY56lpP080I7SzLjauELYQ7SlSqewTDqEu-byN1xYp6ym3dLh3ev0xhfn6kbernm04qMCVb3hhx9/w640-h360/20230806_125357.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mye vakkert landskap</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfet5LCM4zV1_tnVTD3jdQmC6pQW8pELm13Vfm1FJN_UTEebN5syyUvbAnij5Cbq65c5CmAXN7ujfAdE2PuYTDRcMlDXV5GrqaLZLaWvgexfKna-Vct4_36-jLNUQjinE0c2hmMzHZ5mbDO-bvoUNKgaDmusVV6ZiZRs-f-S9bxTAyEbi9tngVWFJGic9/s4000/20230806_125810.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfet5LCM4zV1_tnVTD3jdQmC6pQW8pELm13Vfm1FJN_UTEebN5syyUvbAnij5Cbq65c5CmAXN7ujfAdE2PuYTDRcMlDXV5GrqaLZLaWvgexfKna-Vct4_36-jLNUQjinE0c2hmMzHZ5mbDO-bvoUNKgaDmusVV6ZiZRs-f-S9bxTAyEbi9tngVWFJGic9/w640-h360/20230806_125810.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15 cm smal Hærvej</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIXjmxjo_HcAOp9Un8LYgIHnOZSLdF_00jk4TljxGyLDrwMbUkNsKptceACEH-5EyiTk_MelLD5VQQwuz8xiJvh7Bu6VCPqTDSrMdinRNZQYdHGs75BZZy4vYJ3U5WUAml677x8AJT0xVHa-5oC4WVDjGclqDh0aO8RpOaxEXRCGyEO7-SLcl_krVdGDV/s4000/20230806_130337.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIXjmxjo_HcAOp9Un8LYgIHnOZSLdF_00jk4TljxGyLDrwMbUkNsKptceACEH-5EyiTk_MelLD5VQQwuz8xiJvh7Bu6VCPqTDSrMdinRNZQYdHGs75BZZy4vYJ3U5WUAml677x8AJT0xVHa-5oC4WVDjGclqDh0aO8RpOaxEXRCGyEO7-SLcl_krVdGDV/w640-h360/20230806_130337.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker skog</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQlmJgPXQGLMCvr3T8Bel0gE2AwiUDrQsGUezI-lCrBl4keHqwM5QbSN55FrREZ8IT2t9VafHqL_3B5Vo5r7dDuyNpnmiDYzAIHBcFc_GUrXvnYa_USC-74d4dws5eEEJycN02QvW2mdCgG4N6qeNFUoNb53eLmY1UOfyakQ0Zp82vn78wnCxjTMBTDes/s4000/20230806_132824.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQlmJgPXQGLMCvr3T8Bel0gE2AwiUDrQsGUezI-lCrBl4keHqwM5QbSN55FrREZ8IT2t9VafHqL_3B5Vo5r7dDuyNpnmiDYzAIHBcFc_GUrXvnYa_USC-74d4dws5eEEJycN02QvW2mdCgG4N6qeNFUoNb53eLmY1UOfyakQ0Zp82vn78wnCxjTMBTDes/w640-h360/20230806_132824.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Idyllisk parti</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6t8UwY6-skb__dIKKxZXLip8HIqR8Y93pgkHXX1S3DvlPwHAFuNA6JaB6fvBfyEwjc8lz1dfW6tktINu6jMG9oEq_3YPcku2Zer9VjELV-ioHfAQpyPKT4-xjkRKMz9LX_DPheNqnBBYfGDFTskhIVFEWJRmuK1-Y7vBZ_uR5r-8_TTZ1nKc-NFMuHCt0/s4000/20230806_132925.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6t8UwY6-skb__dIKKxZXLip8HIqR8Y93pgkHXX1S3DvlPwHAFuNA6JaB6fvBfyEwjc8lz1dfW6tktINu6jMG9oEq_3YPcku2Zer9VjELV-ioHfAQpyPKT4-xjkRKMz9LX_DPheNqnBBYfGDFTskhIVFEWJRmuK1-Y7vBZ_uR5r-8_TTZ1nKc-NFMuHCt0/w640-h360/20230806_132925.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mellom Støvring og Skindbjerg satt flåtten og ventet på Hærvej-syklister</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNtIb8HvXiHaSmvk9vA9rs64ZK_TZZCA-Zqsjb7CKgQ4vDROCXonTbFYyszc3biU8Wd7KA0CX-FF6iD92oPMHbOle_6PPqs8hV0nIad4VAe-0p9Q3z-nh0YDfCZeRpA1t_NbrMFrDjIGz8jRxcP168lnT7tmkc_QtnnxJ-VvRQsNS2QaTk7Fs8CTF1h7Qs/s4000/20230806_141411.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNtIb8HvXiHaSmvk9vA9rs64ZK_TZZCA-Zqsjb7CKgQ4vDROCXonTbFYyszc3biU8Wd7KA0CX-FF6iD92oPMHbOle_6PPqs8hV0nIad4VAe-0p9Q3z-nh0YDfCZeRpA1t_NbrMFrDjIGz8jRxcP168lnT7tmkc_QtnnxJ-VvRQsNS2QaTk7Fs8CTF1h7Qs/w640-h360/20230806_141411.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nordjyske Motorvej krysses på vei inn mot Aalborg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWw4Ul4LrYxVWw9tBrmDqyhO2hg0utVM0Iiz9fny6HiWlt5Gb6rWPkVscUzwiWByQql32hoHNbVXTec7Y3REDjA9FXyh25ygccoy6C6SU4NIBjKG7vP68pEpKct3Yc4dUO0H4YxVj9GyMmtKP8jJH5Sd4ev22eC5nRLxduNoqPt3zfUnAHB888aC4SlIHd/s4000/20230806_151749.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWw4Ul4LrYxVWw9tBrmDqyhO2hg0utVM0Iiz9fny6HiWlt5Gb6rWPkVscUzwiWByQql32hoHNbVXTec7Y3REDjA9FXyh25ygccoy6C6SU4NIBjKG7vP68pEpKct3Yc4dUO0H4YxVj9GyMmtKP8jJH5Sd4ev22eC5nRLxduNoqPt3zfUnAHB888aC4SlIHd/w640-h360/20230806_151749.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aalborg der jeg inntok en lekker hamburgerlunsj på Burger King i det grå bygget</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCYDpS84_slccdJazzuCvkYdo4TEuvfZL1-Ui6rXMY1-WarfOmkEtIcLHcUxTFHwfXQiQPnPoCeShMZJwpXD-nUTw9k9nZgdis4Vq3oiq-077ZiWvsHRyLoPBDW3u3ctKKtIBYp2qXL0tbu9sosjfPydYA83Mv9W-1VgkTvKELg643I74FcKeS-dvvdyBY/s4000/20230806_153614.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCYDpS84_slccdJazzuCvkYdo4TEuvfZL1-Ui6rXMY1-WarfOmkEtIcLHcUxTFHwfXQiQPnPoCeShMZJwpXD-nUTw9k9nZgdis4Vq3oiq-077ZiWvsHRyLoPBDW3u3ctKKtIBYp2qXL0tbu9sosjfPydYA83Mv9W-1VgkTvKELg643I74FcKeS-dvvdyBY/w640-h360/20230806_153614.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skiltene som viser vei dukker opp overalt</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7LJwD8u_ScqPVY_Kiw8o1fr42JhA-ebRgqULJVkFrfMpDZu1VwQf9U5nRL0x-7-RDVJM74hOGtnSVNZGY6mSY4N2WYqLFJ3D2k7u7gKhzmkxn4l6xaYGcd2cSSzCilvVEYhukXcVETH5OqTCqHDkagK2jIYtDrhHG1gGKcc0sPQtM5ymS5u0wT0Ud8_7/s4000/20230806_154106.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7LJwD8u_ScqPVY_Kiw8o1fr42JhA-ebRgqULJVkFrfMpDZu1VwQf9U5nRL0x-7-RDVJM74hOGtnSVNZGY6mSY4N2WYqLFJ3D2k7u7gKhzmkxn4l6xaYGcd2cSSzCilvVEYhukXcVETH5OqTCqHDkagK2jIYtDrhHG1gGKcc0sPQtM5ymS5u0wT0Ud8_7/w640-h360/20230806_154106.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enkelte steder møtte jeg morsomme kyr som stirret på meg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bbjKVH8yxMo27wYKN7hxY_Vw74-o_jfqO28i_O4ogASDbd-HsmlluP-fGAHaqzz4l4gSZyboNjyQ5jRbR04wr2RbDnHWug-6-w-l3ODU-A0DxbRHOPojjF6KqoN1HPOvJYICAXlkpNkZcTvm65odj5veZW8p7BzuUemgGMkpQHpPS2wHwhDw3e3P5qxf/s4000/20230806_155245.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bbjKVH8yxMo27wYKN7hxY_Vw74-o_jfqO28i_O4ogASDbd-HsmlluP-fGAHaqzz4l4gSZyboNjyQ5jRbR04wr2RbDnHWug-6-w-l3ODU-A0DxbRHOPojjF6KqoN1HPOvJYICAXlkpNkZcTvm65odj5veZW8p7BzuUemgGMkpQHpPS2wHwhDw3e3P5qxf/w640-h360/20230806_155245.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et parti med herlig klinete jord etter regnet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglxeOBqlXvdqmGhKAt1H6ql7FJr2_VO98DyUweM_C6zkqys_fEOrGxbQX45UzZFvAdRbt6dAwhrk3XxlQ3Cl97swgtIKEd9qPKALrIdNg8IchXHatPJRHHupIRG3JkUgNVPUljooe8ZiAaSRq4-ygZehmk4_goIL_Vi2_cSUkYob7xEanoqRfGu5Cm_aLX/s4000/20230806_160610.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglxeOBqlXvdqmGhKAt1H6ql7FJr2_VO98DyUweM_C6zkqys_fEOrGxbQX45UzZFvAdRbt6dAwhrk3XxlQ3Cl97swgtIKEd9qPKALrIdNg8IchXHatPJRHHupIRG3JkUgNVPUljooe8ZiAaSRq4-ygZehmk4_goIL_Vi2_cSUkYob7xEanoqRfGu5Cm_aLX/w640-h360/20230806_160610.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> En grundig flåttsjekk er fornuftig, da beina får kontakt med mye grønt underveis </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Kort etter Aalborg bar det inn i Hammer Bakker på grus og stier. Selv om stiene var lett-syklede er området morsomt selv for en hardbarka terrengsyklist. I tillegg går det i likhet med alle steder i Danmark som heter bakker mye opp og ned. </div><div><br /></div><div>Selv om Hærvejen er godt skiltet, hadde jeg stor glede av gps-sporet fra den utmerkede <a href="https://www.haervej.dk/" target="_blank">nettsiden til Hærvejen</a>. I tillegg brukte jeg Hærvej-appen, som hadde et bra kart i tillegg til mye relevant informasjon. </div><div><br /></div><div>I de tilfellene skilt, app og gps-spor ikke var enige i om jeg skulle til høyre eller venstre lot jeg ofte flertallet bestemme. Var det to mot en ga det svaret. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtibTQafUwdqtiOZYe8CzHNzNqKGoPFMzDrAxJCjbK2mFwOVAc9UL7Y0QZXgLa0WZVe_t-OVLhQ6n5f-DE_iz1yeqX8X2Ta1CfO00YOCqi7uOhpVeuonUb2kBxeaAyQ02A5ZRPJ47NYYxtjx_U67Fyk0ez_NV9S9i1ELgDGC_bjoX1qZQsXo1u25ob5JKE/s4000/20230806_175038.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtibTQafUwdqtiOZYe8CzHNzNqKGoPFMzDrAxJCjbK2mFwOVAc9UL7Y0QZXgLa0WZVe_t-OVLhQ6n5f-DE_iz1yeqX8X2Ta1CfO00YOCqi7uOhpVeuonUb2kBxeaAyQ02A5ZRPJ47NYYxtjx_U67Fyk0ez_NV9S9i1ELgDGC_bjoX1qZQsXo1u25ob5JKE/w640-h360/20230806_175038.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jord-Hærvej i Hammer Bakker</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKscfP1SM6Ju8ea2d2GdGJW9G7Ws0PfOEld8fZ4LFzX7AA9cu6E3mk7ItExT_87hWiIH18dg1NdYUELf3Jd_UfS244ZGvYxiLJebDOQ0ER-Bowvv0ebUxC5t75YgEYiziuXIk3s9RXFKsBAH1ICCmenNzGAhwe6MM7g12bynVdtojCg_wwnIv5FSva5KuS/s4000/20230806_175410.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKscfP1SM6Ju8ea2d2GdGJW9G7Ws0PfOEld8fZ4LFzX7AA9cu6E3mk7ItExT_87hWiIH18dg1NdYUELf3Jd_UfS244ZGvYxiLJebDOQ0ER-Bowvv0ebUxC5t75YgEYiziuXIk3s9RXFKsBAH1ICCmenNzGAhwe6MM7g12bynVdtojCg_wwnIv5FSva5KuS/w360-h640/20230806_175410.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bratt sti på Jyske Ås<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>De lengst terrengpartiene på Hærvejen finner man etter at veien forlater sivilisasjonen ved Dronninglund og entrer Jyske Ås. Åsen er et høydedrag som ble dannet av stein, grus, sand og leire en stor russisk isbre dyttet over til Danmark fra bunnen av Kattegatt og Skåne i Sverige. Breen stoppet og la igjen en kupert åsformasjon på rundt 40 kilometer. Det høyeste punktet i Nord-Jylland, Knøsen på 136 meter, er en av flere "høye" topper i Jyske Ås. </div><div><br /></div><div>Hærvejen beveger seg opp og ned i terrenget langs Jyske Ås på stier og grove grusveier. Flere motbakker var så bratte og løse og fulle av rundslipte steiner, grus, flintsteiner og sand at jeg måtte av og dytte med grusraceren. En terrengsykkel med bredere dekk ville vært bedre i noen av disse bratte motbakkene.</div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_DNLx6usjKeuxZt7HnH8cxMgpEJ0xJxMoWIF2NHtsqjXJ0zR8PlBfVseRZHzoDYl7DEI7GW4sG1qUgUH0q0gbR5aAEjaCEQ-go9iV-XUOu0eWVWKraaI0q2nx0IltbaEgaqMrzXLnP4DbJjS5jVjOE48YenxFPHO78CfleIHWLtYXj34-WtmXytUgm69I/s4000/20230806_180602.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_DNLx6usjKeuxZt7HnH8cxMgpEJ0xJxMoWIF2NHtsqjXJ0zR8PlBfVseRZHzoDYl7DEI7GW4sG1qUgUH0q0gbR5aAEjaCEQ-go9iV-XUOu0eWVWKraaI0q2nx0IltbaEgaqMrzXLnP4DbJjS5jVjOE48YenxFPHO78CfleIHWLtYXj34-WtmXytUgm69I/w640-h360/20230806_180602.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bratt bakke med løs grus var mer en jeg klarte å takle med grusraceren</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJbG93__sz2Ggq9cTHeaw9uHTolfSXTHeRfPfWWWwUo1hCQLcqjT0xLupdo8F6UtHD3H8zTBJNMhZ-ygipAMuHESbJWJgVOqsGsw3XhtI7O4iK0K4j9WrnpgGbvxZbLDHwVJggtln_e54diMH4cmErxuA0S6pHl6faJ91LYZra9zvKPfC920MtA7Cfhkrt/s4000/20230806_181522.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJbG93__sz2Ggq9cTHeaw9uHTolfSXTHeRfPfWWWwUo1hCQLcqjT0xLupdo8F6UtHD3H8zTBJNMhZ-ygipAMuHESbJWJgVOqsGsw3XhtI7O4iK0K4j9WrnpgGbvxZbLDHwVJggtln_e54diMH4cmErxuA0S6pHl6faJ91LYZra9zvKPfC920MtA7Cfhkrt/w640-h360/20230806_181522.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gamle militæranlegg langs stien på Jyske ås </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Da jeg hadde kommet meg gjennom Jyske Ås ble himmelen mørkere og mørkere og tegnene på at Hans var på vei ble stadig tydeligere i horisonten. </div><div><br /></div><div>I følge værmeldingen skulle det regne kraftig de neste dagene og et døgn etter båten gikk hjem til Oslo skulle et være opp til 32 sekundmeter i kastene i den nordlige delen av Jylland. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMwhqOqUEmmH2oKaSKwY7svbsrF2rQgV6SCXvtDiPnaCr-5MHMieEJcs4F54qmK_gl2-DGaifknF90i0v8i3p_1JKjfSeq7nVrE3kFPjr8zNrysXuNxpNIWxcN-esSxOCmp4-Z0FEbopfad10WVOVSFc0bnem5bRKk96NAksnR0xu6SV_8ZWldOLBCbm1/s4000/20230806_203729.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMwhqOqUEmmH2oKaSKwY7svbsrF2rQgV6SCXvtDiPnaCr-5MHMieEJcs4F54qmK_gl2-DGaifknF90i0v8i3p_1JKjfSeq7nVrE3kFPjr8zNrysXuNxpNIWxcN-esSxOCmp4-Z0FEbopfad10WVOVSFc0bnem5bRKk96NAksnR0xu6SV_8ZWldOLBCbm1/w640-h360/20230806_203729.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kulturlandskap ved Hørbylund herregård </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Planen min var å komme frem til Fredrikshavn senest kl 22 slik at jeg hadde tid til å spise litt før jeg skulle møte opp på kaien ved 23-tiden. Timingen ble perfekt. Det begynte først å småregne da jeg hadde 5 km igjen til Fredrikshavn sentrum. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2oYgZzWHGsBSDk8v8_y2Jxzuwj9sdRZHOz1tT8vHCS2X9LFX1VRE0WgBsJFEBO_NekNA-vDA0odu55guN-aCk78RzRC-qpP3ZlfNlTHQoXTnItuIWQicuXzJKczD_P6cj3y7rh8s8PN8uGF9tF8nAOWgC88AKFPgyuBWNhX9CZu57rPzw81-DhGN3jT_/s3392/20230806_213432.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2oYgZzWHGsBSDk8v8_y2Jxzuwj9sdRZHOz1tT8vHCS2X9LFX1VRE0WgBsJFEBO_NekNA-vDA0odu55guN-aCk78RzRC-qpP3ZlfNlTHQoXTnItuIWQicuXzJKczD_P6cj3y7rh8s8PN8uGF9tF8nAOWgC88AKFPgyuBWNhX9CZu57rPzw81-DhGN3jT_/w640-h480/20230806_213432.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann i mål i Fredrikshavn <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Kort tid etter at jeg ankom sentrum kl 21.30 åpnet himmelens sluser seg og jeg flyktet inn på Milan Pizza der jeg feiret finalen på en strålende sykkeltur med å spise en hel stor sterk pizza og drikke en øl før jeg trillet ned til båten. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQy1Vw7hF-KUEV2GpDJ8Jw7wISXaeMrnJ_BrQeyuhri80Q0GGRvSKyjUj4sYhhR9pNRDF5m-ZYf8V2bS9aaIkGL5N5YWmc3XSx5Vs5fV-L5DmPstsl2gsXLo3ukxbSVW5nMhNw-8JVOoWvq20WPay_mOMi5NIljNb0_5Om8ZZDoG_1KzkRGuO4SNV09FY/s4000/20230806_230949.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQy1Vw7hF-KUEV2GpDJ8Jw7wISXaeMrnJ_BrQeyuhri80Q0GGRvSKyjUj4sYhhR9pNRDF5m-ZYf8V2bS9aaIkGL5N5YWmc3XSx5Vs5fV-L5DmPstsl2gsXLo3ukxbSVW5nMhNw-8JVOoWvq20WPay_mOMi5NIljNb0_5Om8ZZDoG_1KzkRGuO4SNV09FY/w640-h360/20230806_230949.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen min ligger i kø rett bak motorsykkelen i rad 31 mens jeg gjemmer meg for regnet. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZaQ07RnVXo5DaLBLWXPEWOTyhNf6ufdy-P_eycmgsN1QpQX_nsQljW5bXpWPGg30NCjhPRy2Kx6NfqHGWlkK0qKtHPG7fYZEw_rNelKGQmMS-haxoD0b88nPTOMq6R1wAafPHvhEr-TePkuyZk7iNuUk2kwXvxxQe-aUgxPwxHkOAr3VfPI5UMCNlcBqG/s4000/20230806_233514.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZaQ07RnVXo5DaLBLWXPEWOTyhNf6ufdy-P_eycmgsN1QpQX_nsQljW5bXpWPGg30NCjhPRy2Kx6NfqHGWlkK0qKtHPG7fYZEw_rNelKGQmMS-haxoD0b88nPTOMq6R1wAafPHvhEr-TePkuyZk7iNuUk2kwXvxxQe-aUgxPwxHkOAr3VfPI5UMCNlcBqG/w640-h360/20230806_233514.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Båten ankommer Fredrikshavn</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44YaWN6q_IRRgBeaPkE1ARjrPwV72Cg8wFoc1JSLMAN0FakRJaxPvbwyf4boEK4RvmQRjL71k13CQvNAMWhpbzv24R5Gtre8D8T64i5K4O5kXt9ZJaWP4EL5h--vjeKeyIYq-iMvqHSc9mXl1Wudq6W4YqrKHzcYgjNr4Lwaq9gP2OeAAbn1h8LhTqmoV/s4000/20230806_233627.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44YaWN6q_IRRgBeaPkE1ARjrPwV72Cg8wFoc1JSLMAN0FakRJaxPvbwyf4boEK4RvmQRjL71k13CQvNAMWhpbzv24R5Gtre8D8T64i5K4O5kXt9ZJaWP4EL5h--vjeKeyIYq-iMvqHSc9mXl1Wudq6W4YqrKHzcYgjNr4Lwaq9gP2OeAAbn1h8LhTqmoV/w640-h360/20230806_233627.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dårlig bilde av en hare som hoppet rundt på fergekaien i Fredrikshavn </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWUGhOLw_mIINHFIXUWcXXWWJXbW4rFDr-t2vPWrFFK_P4haVH4ssZwOxQpmiWUbSVkWxMoHlytoRMi1z5FRgyBdVN66Fv-YnGr049dgKeq9-oSRRbsnMGmYWvYV4n1Ncux_Y2E9TmkP1_RiD9wypx_kAYr1_aMp5RtKWm9ZubBMWW7ge0DDbUJiVYl_17/s4000/20230807_100458.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWUGhOLw_mIINHFIXUWcXXWWJXbW4rFDr-t2vPWrFFK_P4haVH4ssZwOxQpmiWUbSVkWxMoHlytoRMi1z5FRgyBdVN66Fv-YnGr049dgKeq9-oSRRbsnMGmYWvYV4n1Ncux_Y2E9TmkP1_RiD9wypx_kAYr1_aMp5RtKWm9ZubBMWW7ge0DDbUJiVYl_17/w640-h360/20230807_100458.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg har tatt posisjon aller forrest for å være den første ut av båten. </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Tilbake i Oslo sørget jeg for å være først ute av båten og trillet noe få hundre meter til jobb. En topp helgetur var over. <br /><p><br /></p></div></div></div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-66851188418254524612023-06-11T20:38:00.004+02:002023-06-12T07:27:46.407+02:00Stavanger - Oslo på sykkel ble Stavanger - Flatdal Joker<p>Etter en morsom og hard arbeidsuke var planen å slappe av i helgen. Jeg hadde åpnet en flaske med vin og drukket halve det første glasset, da det kom en kommentar på et Facebook-innlegg jeg hadde skrevet. Det fikk meg til å tvile på at det var en god idé å ta det med ro. </p><p>Ti minutter senere hadde jeg bestilt plass til meg og sykkelen på nattoget til Stavanger. Det gikk først 2,5 timer senere slik at jeg hadde god tid til å pakke. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnKHEzzkEuszpxOz6PDJZI_PawXaXAKIxcBMRyv2xMQ8rdLdhiqh2pLnSSCK0NuIfK2-MoXfklPzrWfhoFRPn9zYHIk_YzxSQdmCv679mAVyDJpPHmujGtlT7AODslRrL8PASSKI-7Xwajx5wc9zEQbe7Ktq7YtEjP23YncHehKxp5nMP_hoE-hdk6Bw/s3392/20230610_071638.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnKHEzzkEuszpxOz6PDJZI_PawXaXAKIxcBMRyv2xMQ8rdLdhiqh2pLnSSCK0NuIfK2-MoXfklPzrWfhoFRPn9zYHIk_YzxSQdmCv679mAVyDJpPHmujGtlT7AODslRrL8PASSKI-7Xwajx5wc9zEQbe7Ktq7YtEjP23YncHehKxp5nMP_hoE-hdk6Bw/w640-h480/20230610_071638.jpg" title="Morgenstund i et Stavanger sentrum preget av at 10.000 hadde vært på byen kvelden før" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lørdag morgen i Stavanger sentrum preget av at 10.000 hadde vært på byen kvelden før<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6EYpcsX0bxu8f24m5vTS_Zn8tIiSB9XtbCceUZZVOhlFhZ0Jg8IcryLMMtWPw7PYBD_NnhYyexTc-NKsPlI68kbConEAV1fXkPCE2SepHnnCPdR5oHfMa9SiW77hlCz7aOjTCXaxMMQF1CD_PWREET_J8sm_wMICkitecJEvxd02m1sC8Gr6HXn31Ew/s920/Screenshot_20230610_055732_Facebook.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="261" data-original-width="920" height="114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6EYpcsX0bxu8f24m5vTS_Zn8tIiSB9XtbCceUZZVOhlFhZ0Jg8IcryLMMtWPw7PYBD_NnhYyexTc-NKsPlI68kbConEAV1fXkPCE2SepHnnCPdR5oHfMa9SiW77hlCz7aOjTCXaxMMQF1CD_PWREET_J8sm_wMICkitecJEvxd02m1sC8Gr6HXn31Ew/w400-h114/Screenshot_20230610_055732_Facebook.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Facebook-kommentaren som fikk meg til å tvile på at det var lurt å slappe av</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Jeg trillet ned til Oslo S, leverte fra meg sykkelen og plasserte meg selv i setet av typen Hvile. GoAhead Nordic beskriver stolene på Hvile slik: </div><div><br /></div><div><i>"Hvile gir deg en behagelig stol å sove i, uten å bestille en sovekupé på nattavganger. Og gjør reiser på dagtid ekstra behagelige". </i></div><div><br /></div><div>De har også en flott beskrivelse av hva man kan gjøre i stolene: </div><div><br /></div><div><i>"Her kan du sove slumre, slappe av, arbeide, lese og nyte naturen toget suser forbi. Ta det med ro og hvile ut":</i> </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeg valgte å slumre til Kongsberg, sove til Kristiansand, slumre til Egersund og nyte naturen det siste stykket. Jeg benyttet imidlertid ikke muligheten til å arbeide, lese eller hvile ut. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsL8vjnRekEfSncjObA_CRxq2HhOx96WHlo3CijlLpaHjIphx4b6Sx89cqsofKB79yuIVr7DGDZI0Eaia8_vBndQ1Vxj24dReN92uo_NAxM99bESqYVkM7L6lPs3KpzBxbUSHs57pvHlDCsL1yXGhO8gEaKNhD6cxDRWKAlRcsnLtnv0NsxTUCiGRs_A/s4000/20230609_224047.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsL8vjnRekEfSncjObA_CRxq2HhOx96WHlo3CijlLpaHjIphx4b6Sx89cqsofKB79yuIVr7DGDZI0Eaia8_vBndQ1Vxj24dReN92uo_NAxM99bESqYVkM7L6lPs3KpzBxbUSHs57pvHlDCsL1yXGhO8gEaKNhD6cxDRWKAlRcsnLtnv0NsxTUCiGRs_A/w640-h360/20230609_224047.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selv på Hvile mørkner det </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Etter å ha hjulpet en dame med verdens tyngste nålevende koffert av toget, trillet jeg ned til Vågen. En flott sommerkveld hadde ført til at 10.000 hadde vært på byen og samtlige hadde kastet kebabrester fra seg på bakken. <div><br /><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhCx1BRjSFE2azDxOTQVgcHtOnRKwo5I4NbODZQnGvMNCHwjK1DXq4dXP5fHUgS9qF2jR8Yh-0sSuT0D14q21kWkNExcrGJMct6756vD4nm_CZtZAfLbSYQ7PhJ9Qky0O_Kf2oOCIPWsIkPhmPoTyybEWTDyWV0S-bZJv5dwuxcQoLwM30XfgVvfm7Q/s4000/20230610_071644.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhCx1BRjSFE2azDxOTQVgcHtOnRKwo5I4NbODZQnGvMNCHwjK1DXq4dXP5fHUgS9qF2jR8Yh-0sSuT0D14q21kWkNExcrGJMct6756vD4nm_CZtZAfLbSYQ7PhJ9Qky0O_Kf2oOCIPWsIkPhmPoTyybEWTDyWV0S-bZJv5dwuxcQoLwM30XfgVvfm7Q/w640-h360/20230610_071644.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Så mye kebabpapir at det ser ut som det har snødd </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Fra Stavanger fulgte jeg en merket sykkelrute til Sandnes. Det gikk stort sett greit, med unntak av at jeg selvsagt lot meg lure av en av veivsesenets tulle-omsyklings-skilting ved Jåttåvågen. Deretter gikk turen videre til Ålgård før jeg svingte vestover i retning Sirdal. </div><div> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1A_A_kpp2zjfsA6PjqwMI8dNgNmID0GIQsm_1zApgUM__SGGC622qTjyXdzLcfzy7ZEv1Sd4H54v29srkH-zrE_lGvSDvIp3tsBf_6Xa5TfHjCLR2xNGpKwoQ0owys1TsiDFxgOMCUI95Dv6kyLDPNNZGNwt6VbWHyt3-SK2q0hraWcIjzCdVglDFZA/s895/Skjermbilde%202023-06-11%20180743.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="430" data-original-width="895" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1A_A_kpp2zjfsA6PjqwMI8dNgNmID0GIQsm_1zApgUM__SGGC622qTjyXdzLcfzy7ZEv1Sd4H54v29srkH-zrE_lGvSDvIp3tsBf_6Xa5TfHjCLR2xNGpKwoQ0owys1TsiDFxgOMCUI95Dv6kyLDPNNZGNwt6VbWHyt3-SK2q0hraWcIjzCdVglDFZA/w640-h308/Skjermbilde%202023-06-11%20180743.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Veivesentet tulle-skilting lurte meg ved Jåttåvagen. <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9241327228">Her </a>er lenke til ruten dag 1</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-99ojXE55LNJDwYhW_FHVkINZRf8yGa4DaXvTxvA3h5trB6YwiWiqlFphwPW82Q8OrylihfH28t6FZYpdz13fjgC2rGLc0XOHVRJrVmiZIukqoNtqqHK6VTaQRNLjI3yyDMjroPR5rV89ty0WqqIZ2ax3iZ4xcP7qPzfl-rOuEtbdU666jk5XnbqhWA/s3153/20230610_082931.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1891" data-original-width="3153" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-99ojXE55LNJDwYhW_FHVkINZRf8yGa4DaXvTxvA3h5trB6YwiWiqlFphwPW82Q8OrylihfH28t6FZYpdz13fjgC2rGLc0XOHVRJrVmiZIukqoNtqqHK6VTaQRNLjI3yyDMjroPR5rV89ty0WqqIZ2ax3iZ4xcP7qPzfl-rOuEtbdU666jk5XnbqhWA/w640-h384/20230610_082931.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott sykkelvei forbi gamle Figgjo bikinifabrikk der det kanskje blir liv igjen snart?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0NS2MVtYelv8WjpdZs9D9WdolWHJHTK_NSUFbfRTg7mb4aTbojcLFnJOVhpttGNzPXqSCVIOnuR197gJ5vsp9xFCHSLzdwU4_KIJG1atNZUiTeXYB17qfDkExSI_P2ZRr8-WaiyEohHaEwllaWSrSUL5rg6xt4u3_k_Ut--BBAZxiP1AXf2UWJfegg/s4000/20230610_083603.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0NS2MVtYelv8WjpdZs9D9WdolWHJHTK_NSUFbfRTg7mb4aTbojcLFnJOVhpttGNzPXqSCVIOnuR197gJ5vsp9xFCHSLzdwU4_KIJG1atNZUiTeXYB17qfDkExSI_P2ZRr8-WaiyEohHaEwllaWSrSUL5rg6xt4u3_k_Ut--BBAZxiP1AXf2UWJfegg/w640-h360/20230610_083603.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg nærmer meg Ålgård City </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-iOlxmbJqFY5OSoIk9Jc3u7rgDeluHjSddyPZfmWPxW8QqKxGSte2DSLaTAOgRgndYNML1vUmSOkQFjzJ-RrrgFMSYkgRpmBlqqx9YiY1p5zjzd743_qK6feNc5fe3sPRXXzXnFhH8JLzy79ruRFH-IqxA4boStOY2WI0keGULhjlxadUkEfwJDhKA/s4000/20230610_084422.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-iOlxmbJqFY5OSoIk9Jc3u7rgDeluHjSddyPZfmWPxW8QqKxGSte2DSLaTAOgRgndYNML1vUmSOkQFjzJ-RrrgFMSYkgRpmBlqqx9YiY1p5zjzd743_qK6feNc5fe3sPRXXzXnFhH8JLzy79ruRFH-IqxA4boStOY2WI0keGULhjlxadUkEfwJDhKA/w640-h360/20230610_084422.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker motvind lager skumtopper på Edlandsvatnet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUa3pWtPTDlvvutjLiNzEV61jbx_n9BLyPPoR-L1fsIMNLdnaqDPzsgpUNtIMljHVGfwfMuW3-1MqqwhXO2n0zJ0oWsYTmH3RgUJgps9g2f-yPuyOrDSaA-7CilcVKVcVU22AkW8EHOmQKzBsNT5DIRjShwKoD4bcSYM3KGfvw8-610bGJk3KNh3IV5A/s4000/20230610_092853.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUa3pWtPTDlvvutjLiNzEV61jbx_n9BLyPPoR-L1fsIMNLdnaqDPzsgpUNtIMljHVGfwfMuW3-1MqqwhXO2n0zJ0oWsYTmH3RgUJgps9g2f-yPuyOrDSaA-7CilcVKVcVU22AkW8EHOmQKzBsNT5DIRjShwKoD4bcSYM3KGfvw8-610bGJk3KNh3IV5A/w640-h360/20230610_092853.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ragsvatnet og Vardafjellet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPgnuSsR_A2WMKXwu3USNFZB4BzSKqpm1rPKNXn9gX7BzSoo3Xbol0MaT25YfugxSg50hJqoG4oREKIusKi1lwecuwn6F4nXkuzDRcw1sgD7MRIWl7YDs0g-S3rnwM5w5IiHOfbJRGfBer01kzR2QTd4NnKNtXAja3z8z5KgKR1o9M_Teyws3uLorA0g/s4000/20230610_103301.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPgnuSsR_A2WMKXwu3USNFZB4BzSKqpm1rPKNXn9gX7BzSoo3Xbol0MaT25YfugxSg50hJqoG4oREKIusKi1lwecuwn6F4nXkuzDRcw1sgD7MRIWl7YDs0g-S3rnwM5w5IiHOfbJRGfBer01kzR2QTd4NnKNtXAja3z8z5KgKR1o9M_Teyws3uLorA0g/w640-h360/20230610_103301.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Straks jeg forlater sykkel får jeg spurv på setet. De første årene ble jeg irritert. Nå er det greit. <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Dagen første og eneste sjokoladekake ble på Byrkjedalstunet etter drøye 63 kilometer. Flere andre syklister satt og spise sveler og is mens de hadde haltende samtaler om sykling. Fra Byrkjedalstunet fortsatt jeg i retning Sirdal. Det gikk stort sett slakt oppover. Jeg var takknemlig da kastene i motvinden tok seg opp, siden det er hva jeg er vant til fra flere av mine lange sykkelturer. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE4FZaPB6aXWfLm_cvLcUm4YeFZuMLrrC_5psaKpsw9E0p-oxzFTzGb4Ev5Tdbc31_0BmcPQB_9v2XzPfJgt-rUMvXg2VrWP8AOaZhDocPjNg0Hzje9MN1EsvJ_IK2shdfHj2pNPBXacJx39QjPqtb9NxQiYfDD9S7-1t_tcx7Ag5fG3xlZ-kc93L_zQ/s4000/20230610_103355.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE4FZaPB6aXWfLm_cvLcUm4YeFZuMLrrC_5psaKpsw9E0p-oxzFTzGb4Ev5Tdbc31_0BmcPQB_9v2XzPfJgt-rUMvXg2VrWP8AOaZhDocPjNg0Hzje9MN1EsvJ_IK2shdfHj2pNPBXacJx39QjPqtb9NxQiYfDD9S7-1t_tcx7Ag5fG3xlZ-kc93L_zQ/w360-h640/20230610_103355.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Byrkjedalstunet har det syklister trenger </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW9-cHVgjkD2lunD4X8_vl1Qf5iV2u_D2aqKWQRQI82_yCwlwRyMpV0xx2Lj4gQ-HOqs9KT0zA-W3KmwOvdWsHLCNZSZL5WeJVg7fkMJMmnQdBoAYgmW67cP4MuzD3Hf54jIOHH_1cznJnV1zAqdbDJjfCRqLgajB4Gg2aDf9DRxQ7U1Ev30IyzJnyfA/s4000/20230610_111202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW9-cHVgjkD2lunD4X8_vl1Qf5iV2u_D2aqKWQRQI82_yCwlwRyMpV0xx2Lj4gQ-HOqs9KT0zA-W3KmwOvdWsHLCNZSZL5WeJVg7fkMJMmnQdBoAYgmW67cP4MuzD3Hf54jIOHH_1cznJnV1zAqdbDJjfCRqLgajB4Gg2aDf9DRxQ7U1Ev30IyzJnyfA/w640-h360/20230610_111202.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert i Øvstabødalen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZC4YOstoE0cU7wq0Ky65-R0F8IXtUMT7UtANf_Sr7M7_Lm0lSH3oavdTLALrcjbihCOiuJ68IK0YQIWQyQgV-LN46vVHE-7ROKshdGCpKSBMvGYHpNoGoqaFcwxYQoTpbSIuvjG_IiknOdhwJMlKYj0mJXpt4oQ0WM7I60EuRF9Yz8ai3ethqb3LTA/s4000/20230610_125026.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZC4YOstoE0cU7wq0Ky65-R0F8IXtUMT7UtANf_Sr7M7_Lm0lSH3oavdTLALrcjbihCOiuJ68IK0YQIWQyQgV-LN46vVHE-7ROKshdGCpKSBMvGYHpNoGoqaFcwxYQoTpbSIuvjG_IiknOdhwJMlKYj0mJXpt4oQ0WM7I60EuRF9Yz8ai3ethqb3LTA/w360-h640/20230610_125026.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Luksuslunsj fra Joker i Sirdal </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Sulten kom krypende da jeg nærmet seg Sirdal. Jeg satte kursen mot Joker der jeg forsynte meg grovt av salatbuffeten. Utenfor var det en slags benker langs veggen der jeg spiste lunsjen mens jeg hørte på to stykker som satt og pratet om hvor dumme alle deres felles bekjente var. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRGKQ6Fdvp9GBQMQ3UVs4ZTSweUm175yu_qKRGzOgB79yGpupboVRJ6S9mktrEhyRxDekLGH-HRFBe9-RNqJj8GEmymjaIRNbwuBqPTe6_46KT-UU_-usidy2aDWLOps9cemnIgdC7vrk6Lu-4b43b5QAz-j4GYKgTBgQoGIjF5Gn4GYml1E5pF4WEw/s4000/20230610_135906.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRGKQ6Fdvp9GBQMQ3UVs4ZTSweUm175yu_qKRGzOgB79yGpupboVRJ6S9mktrEhyRxDekLGH-HRFBe9-RNqJj8GEmymjaIRNbwuBqPTe6_46KT-UU_-usidy2aDWLOps9cemnIgdC7vrk6Lu-4b43b5QAz-j4GYKgTBgQoGIjF5Gn4GYml1E5pF4WEw/w640-h360/20230610_135906.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine bratte bakken i Suleskardveien </td></tr></tbody></table><p>Fra Sirdal var det bare noen kilometer til Suleskardveien og klatringen opp til veiens høyeste punkt på 1.050 meter over havet. Jeg manglet et lett nok gir til de bratteste partiene, men tok meg en falsk pause på en rasteplass med påskudd om at utsikten var så fin at jeg skulle ta et bilde av et skilt der det stod at det var forbudt å mate sau. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJUFp1LkqGd7-XhbdSzTNzpkfSBPRW0UBpoBQ_ErFEUcX4i_y74zk6D_3Aw9tOFoZ_6qtxNTp_Y1Pc13g10tq-NVztIu2Gew4YFr26k3X0ghIm15MKdtC3EQ6O_W9HtsS0A1YkEnZcNkGDFRSwZYJRX961ldyoi3tZF6Qi7IfKgrhAap3_LaV8hwjyA/s4000/20230610_140707.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJUFp1LkqGd7-XhbdSzTNzpkfSBPRW0UBpoBQ_ErFEUcX4i_y74zk6D_3Aw9tOFoZ_6qtxNTp_Y1Pc13g10tq-NVztIu2Gew4YFr26k3X0ghIm15MKdtC3EQ6O_W9HtsS0A1YkEnZcNkGDFRSwZYJRX961ldyoi3tZF6Qi7IfKgrhAap3_LaV8hwjyA/w640-h360/20230610_140707.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alt som er gøy er forbudt på Suleskardveien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZodiFk8AoLai2WU7kw_fx9kq3ghJr8agzjCGP3M6LNra0SSxjMFWIUQbWXED0P0H6NBZgO_FXwfzvXX_aVTFwn6_j8p6c0loeENsDeoSa4AZGLbD5rgrOHQAwbFZ7Vdh2_dBtZ3qERWsrRY7lP2HVx7EP7a12zPIf1MY_oT3gN-VXxI_w4fNSEGYUcg/s3392/20230610_141714.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3392" data-original-width="2544" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZodiFk8AoLai2WU7kw_fx9kq3ghJr8agzjCGP3M6LNra0SSxjMFWIUQbWXED0P0H6NBZgO_FXwfzvXX_aVTFwn6_j8p6c0loeENsDeoSa4AZGLbD5rgrOHQAwbFZ7Vdh2_dBtZ3qERWsrRY7lP2HVx7EP7a12zPIf1MY_oT3gN-VXxI_w4fNSEGYUcg/w480-h640/20230610_141714.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fortsatt snøkanter igjen her og der på Suleskardveien. Pendlergult et stygt, men gjør at man blir sett </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOKLanxEpLAX00r73sNj8ek23dYBVoKT5-YdDM_RujL1lvYyHDMcRvlNbDbt06iJbkoDvFiAQpC9Ii9hH58QftpEN9FqIFPXNB4waDVP8Coxrtk6Sb5jOX5rj47sK1PPF1l2Z2FqUv7n5Pu8tG-YRkotA_RHdpSw9gOJAopmBXK7INEz4JDrvOm61Fw/s4000/20230610_141944.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOKLanxEpLAX00r73sNj8ek23dYBVoKT5-YdDM_RujL1lvYyHDMcRvlNbDbt06iJbkoDvFiAQpC9Ii9hH58QftpEN9FqIFPXNB4waDVP8Coxrtk6Sb5jOX5rj47sK1PPF1l2Z2FqUv7n5Pu8tG-YRkotA_RHdpSw9gOJAopmBXK7INEz4JDrvOm61Fw/w640-h360/20230610_141944.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isen er i ferd med å bryte opp på Heimre Flogvatn, men det ligger heller ikke høyere enn 837 moh </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QJ1gjYzD2h63LtJPUsL15G0zSSo6sbAZzaEdKcW2hi2qSc9ExSrxyZr-XTLREGFbL0dg9Kacy0D99Hr4kVVQFk6n5y4X4v9OhAeh1AuvGT0Lr9kx4dDxJEf7rDQy-DtLhYrpeuXcWzUniPEYyV3u1ICH9qeVLy38aCvSLl-sgMWizdxhOEsPXPBT9Q/s3583/20230610_144323.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3583" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QJ1gjYzD2h63LtJPUsL15G0zSSo6sbAZzaEdKcW2hi2qSc9ExSrxyZr-XTLREGFbL0dg9Kacy0D99Hr4kVVQFk6n5y4X4v9OhAeh1AuvGT0Lr9kx4dDxJEf7rDQy-DtLhYrpeuXcWzUniPEYyV3u1ICH9qeVLy38aCvSLl-sgMWizdxhOEsPXPBT9Q/w402-h640/20230610_144323.jpg" width="402" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nei, sykkelen min er ikke veldig liten, den er faktisk størrelse XXL. Litt snø igjen. </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Selv om Suleskardveien ser gammel ut åpnet den ikke før i 1990. Den sesongåpner ikke før 21 mai for å la villreinen trekker nordover etter kalvingen før motorsyklister, bobilister, veteranbilister og syklister kommer i horder for å la seg avbilde inntil de høye brøytekantene. </div><div><br /></div><div>I flere år ble veien kalt den hemmelige snarveien mellom Stavanger og Oslo. Nå er den ikke hemmelig lenger. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5kTDBy6615XrKo2djYvbyslaA8HkXMkGaaFQ_1HpQODTbg1z-NJwYCm41PMEDxLXE1GqAjGCUuqsL-xTD_y8_aDZVynnL9fnYi-1yhwf2bmrwXto1WuNI-XJAYrslP-nfThcjdLj7OZh3jQAOAkDXaGRv6P-WZ-hV2pxpbH0fFFMGDO3l-C0O71113g/s4000/20230610_150524.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5kTDBy6615XrKo2djYvbyslaA8HkXMkGaaFQ_1HpQODTbg1z-NJwYCm41PMEDxLXE1GqAjGCUuqsL-xTD_y8_aDZVynnL9fnYi-1yhwf2bmrwXto1WuNI-XJAYrslP-nfThcjdLj7OZh3jQAOAkDXaGRv6P-WZ-hV2pxpbH0fFFMGDO3l-C0O71113g/w640-h360/20230610_150524.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vanskelig å tenke på noe som helst når man sykler i slike omgivelser</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWnMLqmgWqQ6cJ5u0bOE20TdbjJbWpLnbcJ31nT82_QTLpLBw7JIiJWgdiWZ2JvD8pvhq3Pf4pK9JYOFysiUdK06dyr1tjxnk6a9lkhTVOIxmcW96kyzu-CAOSm_6Nv7tq385oHwN621YKB32zNhS8xz5oJ8WOufUD0Bj5Pa9GFYtCY2Pu_hHcuZbog/s4000/20230610_151753.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpWnMLqmgWqQ6cJ5u0bOE20TdbjJbWpLnbcJ31nT82_QTLpLBw7JIiJWgdiWZ2JvD8pvhq3Pf4pK9JYOFysiUdK06dyr1tjxnk6a9lkhTVOIxmcW96kyzu-CAOSm_6Nv7tq385oHwN621YKB32zNhS8xz5oJ8WOufUD0Bj5Pa9GFYtCY2Pu_hHcuZbog/w640-h360/20230610_151753.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fortsatt fine skimuligheter for entusiasmen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSinaHCGH_ocI1R78FaM9kOkEYfJeQlmO8B190Gc0XTQr9iqAyPzDFsd55eUQ_IymWyFOjVrdS2gaFR_P6UlX-rvFH6x8di-4YlL9f6VLkmeZdTcnQPHv_pVDxE9cmOCLCecXXaOYbWHVVW3o7N5Dn_xIB-prNP00ZYW54s8ghsZJm2dUAe-aH8CKQg/s4000/20230610_152103.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSinaHCGH_ocI1R78FaM9kOkEYfJeQlmO8B190Gc0XTQr9iqAyPzDFsd55eUQ_IymWyFOjVrdS2gaFR_P6UlX-rvFH6x8di-4YlL9f6VLkmeZdTcnQPHv_pVDxE9cmOCLCecXXaOYbWHVVW3o7N5Dn_xIB-prNP00ZYW54s8ghsZJm2dUAe-aH8CKQg/w640-h360/20230610_152103.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steinen ble hugget samme år som Sinead O'Connor covret Prince-låten Nothing Compares 2 U<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs--Slk-H-K2IXKsYsW5XAZFa_FDFza0_u7reCH5qihIurcDshnxoHYXxZVgKJo-B8nshg6F0yAjbw7-4XNtsDswaiHUSYgSMc6xzDoz96M07MyBsmg3Ip-aMWkxWO-YuM7CiqrbtE9yPaa1GamqdAgLQ2Gt0F5L9R4dampZJCVaijptcM5ZoRNNo4EQ/s4000/20230610_152110.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs--Slk-H-K2IXKsYsW5XAZFa_FDFza0_u7reCH5qihIurcDshnxoHYXxZVgKJo-B8nshg6F0yAjbw7-4XNtsDswaiHUSYgSMc6xzDoz96M07MyBsmg3Ip-aMWkxWO-YuM7CiqrbtE9yPaa1GamqdAgLQ2Gt0F5L9R4dampZJCVaijptcM5ZoRNNo4EQ/w640-h360/20230610_152110.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flotte fjell i nord. Er det kanskje Urdalsknuten?</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Plutselig bestemte Sulskardveien seg for å stupe ned i Setesdal. Jeg er helt sikker på at det er mulig å trille opp i over 100 km/t på de siste 3 kilometerne ned i dalbunnen, men jeg valgte å være veldig forsiktig og hadde pinlig moderate 71,7 km/t som toppfart. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZlmK9Tfad64HMwZlo_yvWI_C-YbNf5za07OGzkMKAMVS_ApZh1KGi2DNjobIdjUDOqOBZoVy8BcGJwqKMhKnCpsOGqYC_fPeqGZxJM_solUWhQhBo0VQEn2qGYW4T14rUISjsAm86KFP4WLELMNGt0IVbxV6FRszAh8NH-ePNNgtV1_VhkbWWEQnsQ/s4000/20230610_165334.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZlmK9Tfad64HMwZlo_yvWI_C-YbNf5za07OGzkMKAMVS_ApZh1KGi2DNjobIdjUDOqOBZoVy8BcGJwqKMhKnCpsOGqYC_fPeqGZxJM_solUWhQhBo0VQEn2qGYW4T14rUISjsAm86KFP4WLELMNGt0IVbxV6FRszAh8NH-ePNNgtV1_VhkbWWEQnsQ/w360-h640/20230610_165334.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nordibø landhandel i Valle har bra burger</td></tr></tbody></table><p>I dalbunnen i Setesdal var det bakende varmt. Motvinden hadde gitt seg - det virket som det var tilnærmet vindstille. Selv om jeg ble litt skuffet, var det på sett og vis deilig også. Etter noen kilometer syklet jeg inn i tettstedet Valle som ikke er stort nok til å falle under Statistisk sentralbyrås definisjon av et tettsted. </p><p>Den mest kjente personen fra Valle kommune er Håvard Hedde. Han har fått en <a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=eig+heite+h%C3%A5vard+hedde&rlz=1C1CHBF_noNO973NO973&oq=eig+heite+h%C3%A5vard+hedde+&aqs=chrome..69i57j0i13i512l2j46i13i512.6262j0j4&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:47b0d073,vid:2fL8quGDcYI">egen folkevise</a> som både Erik Bye og Lillebjørn Nilsen har laget versjoner av. Jeg var er opptatt av mat enn Håvard Hedde, da jeg viste at de siste drøye 90 kilometerne mot dagens overnattingssted stort sett gikk gjennom områder med få muligheter til å kjøpe mat. Valget falt på Nordibø landhandel der jeg spiste en viltburger med båtpoteter. Selv om kjøkkenet tippet det ville ta 20 minutter å lage den fikk jeg den etter 8 minutter og 52 sekunder. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZXwZow2nW2Galqpj0ug6pybxn6RoFgYyQSAaKZjvt-kIJ5BWS2bZvjHluLvI8EhnZvxni02plc9qKeOHf85u5o4TrsqCJgFzsjSVA1fyXQEd1lExK_LMnXYUclg2lnZBpu30Oq1E1v6yXzRgNkmZ0k2GHKUdYEe2rPqP93FV4ZjqTrrDR1nZ_I05qw/s4000/20230610_184401.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZXwZow2nW2Galqpj0ug6pybxn6RoFgYyQSAaKZjvt-kIJ5BWS2bZvjHluLvI8EhnZvxni02plc9qKeOHf85u5o4TrsqCJgFzsjSVA1fyXQEd1lExK_LMnXYUclg2lnZBpu30Oq1E1v6yXzRgNkmZ0k2GHKUdYEe2rPqP93FV4ZjqTrrDR1nZ_I05qw/w640-h360/20230610_184401.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Herlig vindstille på Store Bjørnevatn </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Noen kilometer etter Valle begynte en klatring med 400 høydemeter. Det var bakende varmt i ettermiddagssolen og jeg svettet nesten 12 liter på vei opp. På toppen var terrenget slik ekte terreng i Telemark skal være; opp og ned hele tiden. Befrielsen kom ved Store Bjørnevatn der veien gikk langs vannet og var ganske flat. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG5yQCRTqs6J8N5EeWNKC2knBROlynAJ_NvFeGJNspLe9u2kOjhPc3kwxSb5h_-xqC7jnwNsGj6btp0V8w5qdKrvHROmHKx-iuMAAJb2L2JFr_FbrUMv8jQTzKMfc0bmqOtCF0hMy7l5zO1H6rzoAJrjaGA_ASm9vNqYTbNb19WONBnjn6bun_N6Rcaw/s3482/20230610_190257.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3482" data-original-width="2243" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG5yQCRTqs6J8N5EeWNKC2knBROlynAJ_NvFeGJNspLe9u2kOjhPc3kwxSb5h_-xqC7jnwNsGj6btp0V8w5qdKrvHROmHKx-iuMAAJb2L2JFr_FbrUMv8jQTzKMfc0bmqOtCF0hMy7l5zO1H6rzoAJrjaGA_ASm9vNqYTbNb19WONBnjn6bun_N6Rcaw/w412-h640/20230610_190257.jpg" width="412" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fylker som er historie har sin egen stein </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXCSFyt6TVEfQ5ke9VFMMpjyOOcFrNWey7j7p3cCyVHZAGp8exDKIONhO5TT2pXQV7_mGapveDyG0ERXJ8vyno7iZITEFB3JgBBf3-Pzp3K0N49RuZ1ve3BicPOYGj90G0dlmjBBm3tVRLmYEGtjVyibocBtZJFVBgj4ejTzWrh-oqNXGmtWVlXjymw/s2796/20230610_204323.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2796" data-original-width="2200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXCSFyt6TVEfQ5ke9VFMMpjyOOcFrNWey7j7p3cCyVHZAGp8exDKIONhO5TT2pXQV7_mGapveDyG0ERXJ8vyno7iZITEFB3JgBBf3-Pzp3K0N49RuZ1ve3BicPOYGj90G0dlmjBBm3tVRLmYEGtjVyibocBtZJFVBgj4ejTzWrh-oqNXGmtWVlXjymw/w504-h640/20230610_204323.jpg" width="504" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveldsmat og reservemat i Åmdals Verk<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Åmdals Verk er et fint lite sted i Tokke kommune. Jeg vet ikke helt hvorfor, men jeg liker stedet veldig godt. Her ble det funnet kobberholdig malm på slutten av 1600-tallet og var gruvedrift helt frem til 1945. På det meste var 400 mann fra en rekke land i arbeid i gruvene. I dag har stedet et gruvemuseum og for sultne syklister finnes en selvbetjent butikk som er opp døgnet rundt 365 dager i året. Jeg kjøpte kveldmat og reservemat til sykkelturen videre før jeg syklet mot Vrådal. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdm8VA67_2dcuewl2aEIRt8WrSxLfnlCUAuQG2H33HQawK6DLlos0F62VNX7yrqpjG-YZUn9K0_0FllMauLt5DuWOn1vcBET8f988zgQVb5daYKPRWOkx1ndVGa681AEaY2MIsg36DIWd3fNulLcTONm_N-n41okKGhoCAPYZKken-DyzYf7DBwQ4jg/s4000/20230610_221159.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdm8VA67_2dcuewl2aEIRt8WrSxLfnlCUAuQG2H33HQawK6DLlos0F62VNX7yrqpjG-YZUn9K0_0FllMauLt5DuWOn1vcBET8f988zgQVb5daYKPRWOkx1ndVGa681AEaY2MIsg36DIWd3fNulLcTONm_N-n41okKGhoCAPYZKken-DyzYf7DBwQ4jg/w640-h360/20230610_221159.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stille i Vrådal sentrum ved 22-tiden en lørdag kveld </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Jeg kom til Vrådal litt etter kl 22 og syklet rett til Straand hotell der jeg hadde booket et enkeltrom med sengebredde på 140 centimeter. Jeg tror jeg var den eneste syklisten på hotellet, men det var veldig mange Posche-eiere og en god del pensjonistpar. Jeg slet med å legge meg, men klarte heldigvis å komme i seng rett etter midnatt. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfk69iHka58Ii3rxnQzm6Lp80RVuvRiRXCXk2gbVG_68M8JSNSO59d57y0j23o8xMpGImcBd14Cnzy9zxVTfaAXUfHbFKSgm5crocf-7obfiR4UY-X50VTa1eHPyymhgPm_fo-UDIOPOlk6icBpAYpoLEzqeq12yXq1Oc2zfui2MZvVgyB9SmTh8DBw/s4000/20230611_083056.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfk69iHka58Ii3rxnQzm6Lp80RVuvRiRXCXk2gbVG_68M8JSNSO59d57y0j23o8xMpGImcBd14Cnzy9zxVTfaAXUfHbFKSgm5crocf-7obfiR4UY-X50VTa1eHPyymhgPm_fo-UDIOPOlk6icBpAYpoLEzqeq12yXq1Oc2zfui2MZvVgyB9SmTh8DBw/w640-h360/20230611_083056.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Liten variasjon i bilmerker blant de som bodde på Straand hotell</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJBNi9vGPC7q-LerXrPydcUzKCOYTutOxnEHCImbluXKw2zNiQhgbOHFr8C11a6Y4waDBjZQLVEO2fn2ezjPH7lDu9HgswGhjDTTGrkkLGVFcTR42nI10mQyE5sGe2jN2-ZlujF8k61i8RYWycE2VM4SePBvW0XrLYg8PfqZQwpSeRvmMlqErRrj1Tg/s4000/20230611_085857.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJBNi9vGPC7q-LerXrPydcUzKCOYTutOxnEHCImbluXKw2zNiQhgbOHFr8C11a6Y4waDBjZQLVEO2fn2ezjPH7lDu9HgswGhjDTTGrkkLGVFcTR42nI10mQyE5sGe2jN2-ZlujF8k61i8RYWycE2VM4SePBvW0XrLYg8PfqZQwpSeRvmMlqErRrj1Tg/w640-h360/20230611_085857.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra Kvitsund bro<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Morgenen etter var jeg på pletten da frokostbufféten åpnet kl 08. Selv om jeg spiste mye fordi jeg var sulten som en ulv, overspiste jeg i tillegg litt for å ha energi til de siste drøye 21 milene hjem. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NK-c6TqysfljdjDgXRbwNR8GxLIGwUmiYaKfBU2SOTcljCEAibocta-U0rJCl8mK2uCAxZBa1evg-Nnl52KiDXYSFxmF09q-gn-EIbkcgIe_RQpQ4okFRzLkcl77dQWCyzBmjka7Oet4e2mxdeG8ar9OtUHu2amfvyUeYrF61ymJ2J1Sv4edHiJ4KA/s4000/20230611_092436.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NK-c6TqysfljdjDgXRbwNR8GxLIGwUmiYaKfBU2SOTcljCEAibocta-U0rJCl8mK2uCAxZBa1evg-Nnl52KiDXYSFxmF09q-gn-EIbkcgIe_RQpQ4okFRzLkcl77dQWCyzBmjka7Oet4e2mxdeG8ar9OtUHu2amfvyUeYrF61ymJ2J1Sv4edHiJ4KA/w640-h360/20230611_092436.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Russen i Kviteseid er også veikunstnere i verdensklasse </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifr3PrEJmdZh_xOU68gmTixzTIcmIjkeLgXuifWcCSF81BdF2WyJP1PgiFZgBzL4UXt_pRjzZij0PE4IUKmWBQAa4suQsyQ8OC4stmUqxolXmxeCLcTnPDSTcdUanyF3JPmfGDVMHzO8xgxbOUN11ZdgBKutzy273rjGNmmPoUzuEy6MPPx4Hp8Z1_KQ/s4000/20230611_101613.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifr3PrEJmdZh_xOU68gmTixzTIcmIjkeLgXuifWcCSF81BdF2WyJP1PgiFZgBzL4UXt_pRjzZij0PE4IUKmWBQAa4suQsyQ8OC4stmUqxolXmxeCLcTnPDSTcdUanyF3JPmfGDVMHzO8xgxbOUN11ZdgBKutzy273rjGNmmPoUzuEy6MPPx4Hp8Z1_KQ/w640-h360/20230611_101613.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seljord kirke er fra siste halvdel av 1100-tallet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOz-ErDGV4RCuefST8z88RYsPHLY4et1Hx4gYbORgbpSO6pMymSV7eqkq3MpLf9aOAV2HrmoWsHj8BuWE55TzRrnLoL_ZBOyXpmCSiHbIPfH8g2kbcAvTGwxSTSxercUYoUS3bKDSwgTF6X6iHRKU6rpGbyaM7lYvuWPS33poba-Nv75d4PFDzJpDSoA/s4000/20230611_102320.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOz-ErDGV4RCuefST8z88RYsPHLY4et1Hx4gYbORgbpSO6pMymSV7eqkq3MpLf9aOAV2HrmoWsHj8BuWE55TzRrnLoL_ZBOyXpmCSiHbIPfH8g2kbcAvTGwxSTSxercUYoUS3bKDSwgTF6X6iHRKU6rpGbyaM7lYvuWPS33poba-Nv75d4PFDzJpDSoA/w640-h360/20230611_102320.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vallaråi er vakker </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFTr2Rt91BBB17rbqzmd67wgW0p1WrTgFmtUL7IVIEqmQWo2rPmY3L4a0XsohKcqOonDTTVrq0pyp_kh5g8xdP9z9N982MUXB1ZzhHxM6r7Z30kgRLkdMHtLkRZRXZt6DGxIHLzH0lHn4f1frgIJG89mcuspaXfDEj2i-EsknlzV4xVBEqZlVj6-J3w/s4000/20230611_102323.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFTr2Rt91BBB17rbqzmd67wgW0p1WrTgFmtUL7IVIEqmQWo2rPmY3L4a0XsohKcqOonDTTVrq0pyp_kh5g8xdP9z9N982MUXB1ZzhHxM6r7Z30kgRLkdMHtLkRZRXZt6DGxIHLzH0lHn4f1frgIJG89mcuspaXfDEj2i-EsknlzV4xVBEqZlVj6-J3w/w640-h360/20230611_102323.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen hundre meter med god tilrettelegging for syklister er ikke hverdagskost </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5TJq9xLo3_fMBHjbT_GhzLBoCcnizmuyCh53kPH7tXE8-rsVM7sLqCCGk0oE1-u9cEjyWuNsZZILX4Pi7iukdBGdHkabngDPUP9VTbqmG63TSvi0_VIZ8pUfjpGFHLpkRnsa2_y9RCaBrEI2MQYiSzYQgpyUUJPU4J0BLi51hHYXp3iblnU3YJx39oQ/s4000/20230611_111144.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5TJq9xLo3_fMBHjbT_GhzLBoCcnizmuyCh53kPH7tXE8-rsVM7sLqCCGk0oE1-u9cEjyWuNsZZILX4Pi7iukdBGdHkabngDPUP9VTbqmG63TSvi0_VIZ8pUfjpGFHLpkRnsa2_y9RCaBrEI2MQYiSzYQgpyUUJPU4J0BLi51hHYXp3iblnU3YJx39oQ/w640-h360/20230611_111144.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utenfor Joker Flatdal </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Våret var nydelig og jeg syklet innover i vakre Flatdal. I det jeg passerte Joker Flatdal og gjorde meg klar til å klatre de morsomme bakkene forbi Nutheim Gjestgiveri bestemte den høyre girhendelen seg for å dø. </div><div><br /></div><div>Konsekvensen var at bakgiret ble stående permanent i tyngste gir. Dette var ikke bare upraktisk, det ville også gjøre det umulig å sykle de fleste motbakker. Jeg gjorde iherdige forsøk på å reparere girveksleren men måtte til slutt gi opp. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTPLezo03gd0vjKSuIoTj2vW0B3kXlNbqfV75jEy6P2dmAE8yTndJWeVzl_BCBJjmAY96Z4ml9B19sl1Bxt00_Nj5W8Lr2SYOf-MD-BMH2GejINDLmnJCv9eXvkzU0gmi1jSnrerQ_qZdaMCCU1yL1U1u7mhVMrBMTV0NfJbK845WWheIM31DmjNGnw/s4000/20230611_123145.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTPLezo03gd0vjKSuIoTj2vW0B3kXlNbqfV75jEy6P2dmAE8yTndJWeVzl_BCBJjmAY96Z4ml9B19sl1Bxt00_Nj5W8Lr2SYOf-MD-BMH2GejINDLmnJCv9eXvkzU0gmi1jSnrerQ_qZdaMCCU1yL1U1u7mhVMrBMTV0NfJbK845WWheIM31DmjNGnw/w640-h360/20230611_123145.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker utsikt mot Skørve<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Jeg tilkalte til slutt mitt cyclist rescue team som tilbød seg å komme og redde meg i løpet av 2 timer og 40 minutter hvis jeg spanderte middag og lunsj. Jeg aksepterte umiddelbart og bestemte meg for å forske på butikkens funksjon i lokalsamfunnet i Flatdal for å ha noe fornuftig å ta meg til mens jeg ventet. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIFll54nrqvaLAhXk4nkCg__JN7FgBVotNlBxOr6lGUf7Fbtx1efEzYWowMMWH68PscqotECSOHL3sBcY9i4I_SZgeGXWQiq84_LvzLxXQdQwFhxzV4OCazZJqEgc4Yzfv3VA5Ptc1REohB8ii8oE0EZB90mY7nSHHlqpyrrBIG7VqbAvPxpSsmUG1Q/s4000/20230611_132059.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIFll54nrqvaLAhXk4nkCg__JN7FgBVotNlBxOr6lGUf7Fbtx1efEzYWowMMWH68PscqotECSOHL3sBcY9i4I_SZgeGXWQiq84_LvzLxXQdQwFhxzV4OCazZJqEgc4Yzfv3VA5Ptc1REohB8ii8oE0EZB90mY7nSHHlqpyrrBIG7VqbAvPxpSsmUG1Q/w640-h360/20230611_132059.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skal man først havarere er Joker Flatdal et ypperlig valg </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Mens jeg forsket ble jeg mer og mer glad i Joker Flatdal (eller var det Flatdal Joker?). Til slutt ble jeg så glad i butikken at jeg fant ut at det ville være uetisk å forske videre. Jeg manglet rett og slett den avstanden som skal til for å være objektiv. Butikken er både matbutikk, blomsterutsalg, møtelokale, bibliotek og cafe og sikker mye annet i tillegg. Inne i butikken er det såvel kaffemaskin som softis-automat. Folk kom til for å handle, sosialisere, spise soft-is eller for å se etter kjente. </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeg overhørte det som kan ha vært driveren av butikken tilby en mann en soft-is på huset. Hadde jeg bodd i en bygd hadde jeg rett og slett stilt krav om at den skulle hatt en Joker Flatdal. Bedre møteplass kan man vanskelig tenke seg. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhFo2frBKtpSyUR4s6eg5ptn-AdHXoYmLFotH0Gu2QiF00kCcD32PBhogw_U06D6hKVfusXvRoDe98GhqSm-4EC-q8r5m4FxCgDtYwA1BOH8psAJIoHpFf_oOFMdOORjchWIxs97zCMwa-Bf0JULDxp8b-Ue0YmPcOS4TjPb9DXbZnz7pXKmvjnmFCdg/s4000/20230611_132105.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhFo2frBKtpSyUR4s6eg5ptn-AdHXoYmLFotH0Gu2QiF00kCcD32PBhogw_U06D6hKVfusXvRoDe98GhqSm-4EC-q8r5m4FxCgDtYwA1BOH8psAJIoHpFf_oOFMdOORjchWIxs97zCMwa-Bf0JULDxp8b-Ue0YmPcOS4TjPb9DXbZnz7pXKmvjnmFCdg/w640-h360/20230611_132105.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Joker har en flott møteplass for lokalsamfunnet i Flatdal <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Jeg kom heller ikke unna skravling. Den første drøye timen skravlet jeg med en hyggelig mann som hadde syklet fra Seljord og satt og koste seg i solen med en kaffe. Deretter dukket ultratriatlon-legenden Marie Veslestaul opp og vi skravlet litt før hun syklet videre. Hun har mye hardt på CVen sin inklusive VM-gull i trippel Ironman. Det er noe å smake på for de som "bare" deltar i korte løp som Norseman.</div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFF3tJzpSOcqeBzhnWorf3pEZxq1hrl_X1prgmw1R_UMHB2hBOjDjrCsR8XfN0PG8rFR0fv_e0Xm0pEuntaqteRBhJ1wqt7JiiWVYjX-gCnYWU5Jum00eHjh1kT47O2FuCYnBzjA7YDar6im9Kxi1xv8EkG9ZCskLgMcW9Vql4ESeFcxG1gas1I6JWLg/s3392/20230611_132323.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFF3tJzpSOcqeBzhnWorf3pEZxq1hrl_X1prgmw1R_UMHB2hBOjDjrCsR8XfN0PG8rFR0fv_e0Xm0pEuntaqteRBhJ1wqt7JiiWVYjX-gCnYWU5Jum00eHjh1kT47O2FuCYnBzjA7YDar6im9Kxi1xv8EkG9ZCskLgMcW9Vql4ESeFcxG1gas1I6JWLg/w640-h480/20230611_132323.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nøyaktig slik ser man ut rett før rescue-teamet dukker opp</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Til tross for at ruten endte i Flatdal fikk jeg meg med den fineste delen av turen inklusive Suleskardvegen. Drøye 300 kilometer og 4.400 meter klatring må være langt nok til at det så vidt er innenfor grensen av kva som regnes som trening. Jeg har likevel en slags gnagende uforløst følelse. Det kan være jeg må sette meg på nattoget til Stavanger og fullføre prosjektet en annen gang. </p></div></div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-37833023662555856982023-05-30T18:53:00.005+02:002023-05-31T10:07:05.097+02:00Sykle København - Oslo - 740 km gjennom tre land på tre dager <p>For en hver skandinav er det selvsagt å sykle fra København til Oslo minst en gang i livet. Det er kun fra sentrum til sentrum som gjelder dersom man skal skryte av at man har syklet denne turen. De som ruller av DFDS sin båt fra Oslo i København og sykler mot Oslo uten å være innom sentrum har offisielt sett ikke syklet ruten.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR5J2OU4nwbsxBaN10k_skSpNXHfT2MvzexABTPe5K74L4cIODyI4y1ci7A-frZ6tK1blyiXuv5f8qqbZEJUL9UmY5_cL151PYvqZjQlHaHO8j1btS3eONzwJ2wG7Fgy0IomLHX_lvC91DPUWnD_VrGRLXRgZqnlM6xCvTDBZG-o4ATIWe6ayuGzrTPg/s3392/20230527_095146.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR5J2OU4nwbsxBaN10k_skSpNXHfT2MvzexABTPe5K74L4cIODyI4y1ci7A-frZ6tK1blyiXuv5f8qqbZEJUL9UmY5_cL151PYvqZjQlHaHO8j1btS3eONzwJ2wG7Fgy0IomLHX_lvC91DPUWnD_VrGRLXRgZqnlM6xCvTDBZG-o4ATIWe6ayuGzrTPg/w640-h480/20230527_095146.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nyhavn</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Idéen til turen fikk jeg da jeg var i København helgen før jeg syklet og kom på at det må være passende å sykle hjem i pinsehelgen, da man har en fridag i tillegg til vanlig helg. Jeg sjekket opp ruter og fant informasjon om Kattegattleden mellom Helsingborg og Gøteborg. For ruten fra Gøteborg til Strømstad var informasjonen mer sparsom, men jeg kom over en bra blogg av noen som hadde syklet der tidligere.</p><p> Målet var å sykle mest mulig ved kysten da utsikt til grantrær i innlandet ikke var det jeg var ute etter. Jeg lastet ned gpx-sporet for Kattegattleden og laget et par Strava-ruter for Bästkusten der jeg plottet inn Hamburgsund, Fjällbacka, Grebbestad og Strömstad. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr><tr></tr></tbody></table></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpB76KyMmP0LosnIVNkIiAoUFVuakXzfeFRO0072uiyLE7_v75Ye6Wg2WyvTuZH7riktwTYk2z_nnyz3trqZz_qTJidfSWkRPJvNkaPCe69Oj4wpgG-YkO_Ge4Jkpef6rQzMYbfppZ2Mb1Ec1Jd3jZPpwEuYdvDWTSWxG7HvPl5p3LXq84ILY6aHK0Q/s2316/Screenshot_20230527_030913_Messages.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2316" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpB76KyMmP0LosnIVNkIiAoUFVuakXzfeFRO0072uiyLE7_v75Ye6Wg2WyvTuZH7riktwTYk2z_nnyz3trqZz_qTJidfSWkRPJvNkaPCe69Oj4wpgG-YkO_Ge4Jkpef6rQzMYbfppZ2Mb1Ec1Jd3jZPpwEuYdvDWTSWxG7HvPl5p3LXq84ILY6aHK0Q/w298-h640/Screenshot_20230527_030913_Messages.jpg" width="298" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SAS elsker å gjøre livet mer innholdsrikt </td></tr></tbody></table><br />På grunn av at jeg ikke kunne dra tidlig fra jobb og ta Københavnbåten på fredag før pinsehelgen ble løsningen fly til København lørdag morgen. Båt er definivt å foretrekke, da man slipper å pakke sykkelen og bli utsatt for alt styret som følger med en flyreise. <div><br /></div><div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheA4lJtLqWwzgymtrCDhjWl-Z_jQDEnhP4b6wg472cQ9q8YqXHhkXNVXJrPWxzw5NcBhP1k3ZHBhmy1gqZLXPZ4s7KDy202yIWj2MV-EPtZEYBuWXNKDssAPJBuvwL2Tx4uvBCK3EjMkXler4Q0hBn5FObrF5chjFwKM1i1bswmz_8DuE335yQBQ0Wtw/s2316/Screenshot_20230527_030926_Messages.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2316" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheA4lJtLqWwzgymtrCDhjWl-Z_jQDEnhP4b6wg472cQ9q8YqXHhkXNVXJrPWxzw5NcBhP1k3ZHBhmy1gqZLXPZ4s7KDy202yIWj2MV-EPtZEYBuWXNKDssAPJBuvwL2Tx4uvBCK3EjMkXler4Q0hBn5FObrF5chjFwKM1i1bswmz_8DuE335yQBQ0Wtw/w298-h640/Screenshot_20230527_030926_Messages.jpg" width="298" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kansellere eller ikke - det er spørsmålet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsw3SkBZIwvt3-94HNcYwvR5Kx4s2pYJ9BVHjsP_pE3SGUHfpEg7yaqtUwN6TW98mN98DDIQWK6p3no49NwaYlP6g7ls_dETB5hJWOrlCNeI6Q7WQerE46sTnHk1iBBtD01XNQeNKme9T4-wAMg6Qogfgayc8DlKO89UfLH6pqckN7R1mizJ7Tji1aA/s4000/20230527_094518.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsw3SkBZIwvt3-94HNcYwvR5Kx4s2pYJ9BVHjsP_pE3SGUHfpEg7yaqtUwN6TW98mN98DDIQWK6p3no49NwaYlP6g7ls_dETB5hJWOrlCNeI6Q7WQerE46sTnHk1iBBtD01XNQeNKme9T4-wAMg6Qogfgayc8DlKO89UfLH6pqckN7R1mizJ7Tji1aA/w640-h360/20230527_094518.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hyggelige småhus i Christiania</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Kasttrup er preget av kaos for tiden, noe som var tilfelle ved min ankomst. Fra jeg gikk av flyet ventet jeg en time på sykkelen. Deretter monterte jeg den raskt og kom meg av gårde. </div><div><br /></div><div>Fra flyplassen syklet jeg prolog langs Amager strandpark, gjennom Fristaden Christiania og inn til Nyhavn for et startbilde. Deretter gikk turen opp langs Strandvejen til Helsingør. Denne strekningen er en slags dansk versjon av Beverly Hills der hus med bra beliggenhet koster like mye som en bygård i Oslo. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9152477591">Rute til dag 1 på Strava. </a></div><div><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWVZgx2akv2pAFFl4BXWQel1SgR3-9muGs5qAh7K8ZHtRvOO-yEufJySTUFtx3A1jk2lf4dhutBRF4oddBbPBONWWECRXtmJ8qRWh5Fiww7rTBwv8oJ6ICf5kxGB3unO7iOSOluPCOxQoFbac7tds7ZDlsy89AfK1ut_QO8utl0Qc6x4q2COvAiUYzA/s4000/20230527_094642.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWVZgx2akv2pAFFl4BXWQel1SgR3-9muGs5qAh7K8ZHtRvOO-yEufJySTUFtx3A1jk2lf4dhutBRF4oddBbPBONWWECRXtmJ8qRWh5Fiww7rTBwv8oJ6ICf5kxGB3unO7iOSOluPCOxQoFbac7tds7ZDlsy89AfK1ut_QO8utl0Qc6x4q2COvAiUYzA/w640-h360/20230527_094642.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rolig morgenstemning i Christiania</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjig7JyttlDj28IdvTCfftFgUenDWAcKztTPHwrgaGtoWBgnOLSBtLsEUlzPncgn732WZt9BPWBparf1DjyOLiDbhdflaHmYZkSzHs8wFu0Fpjiiw1z-mlUt8XN2CHJpCoIEGOjbFru-orN0GEhTDlGwK12miqcNA0WSceDqXZI2a_ITmCvk-9_K9hfxw/s4000/20230527_101808.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjig7JyttlDj28IdvTCfftFgUenDWAcKztTPHwrgaGtoWBgnOLSBtLsEUlzPncgn732WZt9BPWBparf1DjyOLiDbhdflaHmYZkSzHs8wFu0Fpjiiw1z-mlUt8XN2CHJpCoIEGOjbFru-orN0GEhTDlGwK12miqcNA0WSceDqXZI2a_ITmCvk-9_K9hfxw/w640-h360/20230527_101808.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strekningen fra det nordlige København til Helsingør går langs kysten i flatt terrreng </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF6f18hw6kKS-qWgrRrcO3TlsBVu9WpTjaqbSK1pOmehb_7nPanZRmunD49DLMNMPdkxBSCdHjuDmWw6R7H_DWjGRD1mMgfvWmX_QYcQtbTgof8QtYWsxfyRhy5QsdDRFd7a4T557EXptdQ0tw62zmkZoh-tseCw8gsSiwVvPUqkuDzPOVI_Nt4H4og/s1287/20230527_102539.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="601" data-original-width="1287" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF6f18hw6kKS-qWgrRrcO3TlsBVu9WpTjaqbSK1pOmehb_7nPanZRmunD49DLMNMPdkxBSCdHjuDmWw6R7H_DWjGRD1mMgfvWmX_QYcQtbTgof8QtYWsxfyRhy5QsdDRFd7a4T557EXptdQ0tw62zmkZoh-tseCw8gsSiwVvPUqkuDzPOVI_Nt4H4og/w640-h298/20230527_102539.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arne Jacobsen har satt sitt preg på Klampenborg og flere andre steder på ruten </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1vaUToovwRoyhi88gxKmoNuH5XC_Mv6AbuY1_btQaCuWrViv2LgHKDq-5zVGo8zfux6V1sLc7iDkEWpJcMudygPBbY-1qoxF9XFx4oDoglDdNhOC1u5qMUNv9tL5uqX3FmssYYBsve-x1BEUWI2FlN-wgjhf5zwBX-4DxxinwuQOma-pvuhKNo0gR5Q/s4000/20230527_103404.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1vaUToovwRoyhi88gxKmoNuH5XC_Mv6AbuY1_btQaCuWrViv2LgHKDq-5zVGo8zfux6V1sLc7iDkEWpJcMudygPBbY-1qoxF9XFx4oDoglDdNhOC1u5qMUNv9tL5uqX3FmssYYBsve-x1BEUWI2FlN-wgjhf5zwBX-4DxxinwuQOma-pvuhKNo0gR5Q/w640-h360/20230527_103404.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det krydde av landeveissyklister nord for København. På dansk vis respekteres rødt lys</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Da jeg var halvveis til fergen over sundet til Sverige kjente jeg at den høyre pedalen var løs. Jeg registrerte at gjengene i pedalarmen var dårlige da jeg monterte pedalen på flyplassen. Da jeg skrudde pedalen av nå viste det seg at de fleste gjengene var ødelagt. Jeg forsøkte å montere den, og syklet litt til. Den fungerte tilsynelatende greit, inntil den løsnet på ny. Etter å ha kavet en stund, inklusive planlegging av hjemtur med båten, fikk jeg den til å sitte på den eneste gjengen igjen i pedalarmen. Det holdt helt til Oslo. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnpoPI6gEuH-7bm9dSpqHwxQa4IcCB05ZU3ck8bRvaAQ5OtjOjo3pZvSLw2cEJwgyMn_xLP-3MF96nEbgFrDE2_8cnl_dpRroHRNVeS_ojaPsEmKS7FRilZrjIxNGk826jQUIJu4pZRWKW-k65xM8cW01akcF5pGcMbptvkN0krBDxX7QHAF8jRXgTkw/s4000/20230521_113144.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnpoPI6gEuH-7bm9dSpqHwxQa4IcCB05ZU3ck8bRvaAQ5OtjOjo3pZvSLw2cEJwgyMn_xLP-3MF96nEbgFrDE2_8cnl_dpRroHRNVeS_ojaPsEmKS7FRilZrjIxNGk826jQUIJu4pZRWKW-k65xM8cW01akcF5pGcMbptvkN0krBDxX7QHAF8jRXgTkw/w640-h360/20230521_113144.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kronborg slott. Åsted for Shakespeares Hamlet. Holger Danske sover i kjelleren </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBczfxjWGCtxh3MZKumzqx1jzBZjlqYVLofHiE1d8fVQSQFBxTj1PPkS9xYydecr6Rks5gXDvRAxtyCdRdBQYwHjCV3RlnbYe8ZBVmFKSAYgNRG_3gqvAt33Nq_5x8zkAQX0LvVVRAhb_1NfHirTGBeyZkhWnuRpvGaE_yB7IczV9xTqQU9kQSe4bqg/s4000/20230527_120543.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBczfxjWGCtxh3MZKumzqx1jzBZjlqYVLofHiE1d8fVQSQFBxTj1PPkS9xYydecr6Rks5gXDvRAxtyCdRdBQYwHjCV3RlnbYe8ZBVmFKSAYgNRG_3gqvAt33Nq_5x8zkAQX0LvVVRAhb_1NfHirTGBeyZkhWnuRpvGaE_yB7IczV9xTqQU9kQSe4bqg/w640-h360/20230527_120543.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Klar til å smette først ut fra båten ved anløp Helsingborg <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Ruteplanen var å sykle landeveien frem til Båstad for deretter å stort sett følge den tilrettlagte sykkelruten Kattegattleden frem til Gøteborg. Fra Gøteborg var planen å sykle kystnært til Steningsund og Lysekil for deretter å få med flest mulig kystperler langs Bästkusten opp til Strømstad. </div><div><br /></div><div>For å rekke å gjøre turen på tre dager var jeg avhengig av å tilbakelegge rundt 250 kilometer hver dag. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUS06Qm0eeXukgMSrStl2nUClzggumJy_qERfGZU9LMbSqLku7ERfn_mvzsfybtHZprTOhlU9OgT2Ee4RwSSBAYijU1ZZ7zkgGffT4nmGEnvm33nFHniysyXgGcor4tIBXPpdDL8tUdvRqwNfeK3JJCjFjksjDK8UQBpfFdk3Ld-KzoPj_5x95VYZLA/s4000/20230527_131649.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUS06Qm0eeXukgMSrStl2nUClzggumJy_qERfGZU9LMbSqLku7ERfn_mvzsfybtHZprTOhlU9OgT2Ee4RwSSBAYijU1ZZ7zkgGffT4nmGEnvm33nFHniysyXgGcor4tIBXPpdDL8tUdvRqwNfeK3JJCjFjksjDK8UQBpfFdk3Ld-KzoPj_5x95VYZLA/w640-h360/20230527_131649.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hus med to hester</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSErnbez5EfxQI_Sk08aELzPTR5uw7XbUVP_R6bYclX35NWceP58v4I3StLcHND2z-ygFywHbsW15_oa5iuxWdOgWP6Z19xudoiihdD4Sw0HuHtvltRCIY7-kfcKvvaZXTMTBDloTS4-EdZ-XlMse-brg5QzUoDgvljxzIk5UyrnkRIlHU2ntzxqzUWA/s4000/20230527_131701.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSErnbez5EfxQI_Sk08aELzPTR5uw7XbUVP_R6bYclX35NWceP58v4I3StLcHND2z-ygFywHbsW15_oa5iuxWdOgWP6Z19xudoiihdD4Sw0HuHtvltRCIY7-kfcKvvaZXTMTBDloTS4-EdZ-XlMse-brg5QzUoDgvljxzIk5UyrnkRIlHU2ntzxqzUWA/w640-h360/20230527_131701.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To hester uten hus <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9bpZlZhLskGA8B6-LpqSVOMsFJmg6BAxymbe3U_cfsgWpCWUEZrTv0LT-gDq-zZf5c9gn7_47fOasilP0c0WoIZvawhjfCZZlymcfJTiM_MsOZhqQ0TNswTIwjaEY1C9QDboyJ6jQCY0wQz0wUywfEXzWoXle1pbU6xDpt0g0erUcA_wUWPZsRgJYIA/s4000/20230527_132637.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9bpZlZhLskGA8B6-LpqSVOMsFJmg6BAxymbe3U_cfsgWpCWUEZrTv0LT-gDq-zZf5c9gn7_47fOasilP0c0WoIZvawhjfCZZlymcfJTiM_MsOZhqQ0TNswTIwjaEY1C9QDboyJ6jQCY0wQz0wUywfEXzWoXle1pbU6xDpt0g0erUcA_wUWPZsRgJYIA/w360-h640/20230527_132637.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">God skilting på Kattegattleden</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Fra Båståd til Gøteborg fulgte jeg i hovedsak Kattegattleden. Den leder en sikk-sakk opp langs kysten på steder med lite eller ingen biltrafikk. Det er mest asfalt, men det er også en god del strekninger med grus eller fin og jevn skogsbunn. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLySafiGQYib_O2d7Ptix0zjyyesz8toITHo5cjrqJX5KfqX9n1MndudLWHVsPTMmsA61HwuB0we08nbzQyONodTr6FhfZG0KoCREDhAi4IqK-qolIPYO8gD_OMXpeLe4ZYZeQ5Oy5xQGAsmuhx_z7w0iNgGXPd9dfxaf6uXHLoAKqrE059zhBBWLSrw/s4000/20230527_141742.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLySafiGQYib_O2d7Ptix0zjyyesz8toITHo5cjrqJX5KfqX9n1MndudLWHVsPTMmsA61HwuB0we08nbzQyONodTr6FhfZG0KoCREDhAi4IqK-qolIPYO8gD_OMXpeLe4ZYZeQ5Oy5xQGAsmuhx_z7w0iNgGXPd9dfxaf6uXHLoAKqrE059zhBBWLSrw/w640-h360/20230527_141742.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Förslöv kirke i Båstad kommune</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn1Hkm7_iJklDpuWMXNwnHaEpUEhxYooWtebiYsjTkBXlxO-X5iXbPxjTTg0rNfGEI4YMAfrW6PzKxg86r0Iljc-OhN2VW_8mpu7ta3YKUwgf5YDppi6HkHtmWq_Y1FegOv6Lkr9pAud-xL-SxmZa3OgwJriNwDtZ10aae0zDpsOTrJFkrVF22VIOP-g/s4000/20230527_145813.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn1Hkm7_iJklDpuWMXNwnHaEpUEhxYooWtebiYsjTkBXlxO-X5iXbPxjTTg0rNfGEI4YMAfrW6PzKxg86r0Iljc-OhN2VW_8mpu7ta3YKUwgf5YDppi6HkHtmWq_Y1FegOv6Lkr9pAud-xL-SxmZa3OgwJriNwDtZ10aae0zDpsOTrJFkrVF22VIOP-g/w640-h360/20230527_145813.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finn asfaltert sykkelrute inn mot Båstad på gammel togspor. Her ved nedlagte Båstad stasjon.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kH7c7kwSu70OYY5YANdEXrgcqJ99lGndGvXv8WyKOMtClg-3v77d-iXce752uDvn8JGgNdqAlHZ5ebWYMdFVygd4v2l63jCCRqbK9U76LIBtvfWl25TAjCGMrTez4DJGLF7OHSe_L-XO0cvxklfG2feH3RB0ImDDDbHB40ZiaR8IPyzdl4FLO9sBqQ/s4000/20230527_153607.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kH7c7kwSu70OYY5YANdEXrgcqJ99lGndGvXv8WyKOMtClg-3v77d-iXce752uDvn8JGgNdqAlHZ5ebWYMdFVygd4v2l63jCCRqbK9U76LIBtvfWl25TAjCGMrTez4DJGLF7OHSe_L-XO0cvxklfG2feH3RB0ImDDDbHB40ZiaR8IPyzdl4FLO9sBqQ/w640-h360/20230527_153607.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kattetgattleden på myk skogsbunn </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3TPCXcZmmY9jp4U88vN5ZT8MyFsq8uFc-ao4ZWzvq-DKOqyGOEmm9OQ-7L1GvHWndH1jNY6CBtkywfRD_MBIv41jfruSmsHjNM5H31LauXPza79tWlNCyrGIWH7NAPyprRQZFOxk2uaI9zeBPPqbfFyxHcxtqcLKnRv4_ejJW2nnUdML9MCtXBHPtg/s4000/20230527_153913.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3TPCXcZmmY9jp4U88vN5ZT8MyFsq8uFc-ao4ZWzvq-DKOqyGOEmm9OQ-7L1GvHWndH1jNY6CBtkywfRD_MBIv41jfruSmsHjNM5H31LauXPza79tWlNCyrGIWH7NAPyprRQZFOxk2uaI9zeBPPqbfFyxHcxtqcLKnRv4_ejJW2nnUdML9MCtXBHPtg/w640-h360/20230527_153913.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kattegattleden i varm svensk natur </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXStf-fN1ETAtEuU12sZqCX9IWO3LTlXHeBGtQKFO2gnlfIrQFiX55RsHmAJB10LvkmZ6wM0m7lrL5BJIzkrlZYR2vQcUamzNc7NbQ1ROul2O0l-bPfFWJUK4FCp3Oxsp16Z_JZd9qooAWoy3ISi9gpV0yqX84mNjKGWzMlGvpNoqpIIDQhQDeNAj1wg/s4000/20230527_155220.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXStf-fN1ETAtEuU12sZqCX9IWO3LTlXHeBGtQKFO2gnlfIrQFiX55RsHmAJB10LvkmZ6wM0m7lrL5BJIzkrlZYR2vQcUamzNc7NbQ1ROul2O0l-bPfFWJUK4FCp3Oxsp16Z_JZd9qooAWoy3ISi9gpV0yqX84mNjKGWzMlGvpNoqpIIDQhQDeNAj1wg/w640-h360/20230527_155220.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kattegattleden på traktorvei I<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Jeg brukte grusraceren min på turen. Det var et ypperlig valg. Kvaliteten på grusstrekkene underveis var ikke verre en at landveisykkel også vil fungere bra, men med grusracer slipper man frykten for å punktere. </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeg hadde ingen bagasje på sykkelen, men brukte sekken jeg vanligvis benytter til pendsykling. Foruten tannbørste, tannkrem solkrem, mobillader, ekstra slanger, verktøy og litt nødmat hadde jeg ikke stort med meg utover en lett shorts og t-skjorte. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRSbrepM8iWJCILlQCIdqBjcenWR0LNT9ER57lxyct6hEDWbZi3rsl7ZH_w8c-b1QK0XaNnl5FRoSaZI6jCDkgiA7nKKrdPiAZ-efnHe5g1iEyFr06Zjzp7mAiS5EcqVIwwUAvDEWDkP_2zNBN8BgCNYIPng2g799Dh_iN359ohm8DcJpp6Mgcizpfg/s4000/20230527_155934.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRSbrepM8iWJCILlQCIdqBjcenWR0LNT9ER57lxyct6hEDWbZi3rsl7ZH_w8c-b1QK0XaNnl5FRoSaZI6jCDkgiA7nKKrdPiAZ-efnHe5g1iEyFr06Zjzp7mAiS5EcqVIwwUAvDEWDkP_2zNBN8BgCNYIPng2g799Dh_iN359ohm8DcJpp6Mgcizpfg/w640-h360/20230527_155934.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kattegattleden på traktorvei II </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgom487063H6Shy-qB_vdXptKeyeK7rx738jmeyG-WmyV7hu2oMC_i0JIvV0Uv29DAMJt2WdF4qrKsXQVlHFu2au6PJSbuRJJInQuSHjAf_n_xTMbga_hvvnMNakJLL8MKjOGIhKDNu-CrsDQpE_wnvDBSAbF7tGcgYVmJeRrPEnmP_u4-LElOp6heshA/s4000/20230527_160531.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgom487063H6Shy-qB_vdXptKeyeK7rx738jmeyG-WmyV7hu2oMC_i0JIvV0Uv29DAMJt2WdF4qrKsXQVlHFu2au6PJSbuRJJInQuSHjAf_n_xTMbga_hvvnMNakJLL8MKjOGIhKDNu-CrsDQpE_wnvDBSAbF7tGcgYVmJeRrPEnmP_u4-LElOp6heshA/w640-h360/20230527_160531.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smal bro </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfC77-dF-JR2GZhPTVc8j02jA_GvvrggerHoayqqznXKrz3hFl8XSnGe24cYBUTryvXfwChphDKn1BMUyLOkMz5PGQub8LrLA959P7Pb3pyklasRVvuin9M7KE7zsMKOBJijVLbLQSAvgLGnC-UaO2_ahZSQmcMKp6PUZfJFv9C8hY6FaUL8HJyxpY1g/s3392/20230527_160535.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfC77-dF-JR2GZhPTVc8j02jA_GvvrggerHoayqqznXKrz3hFl8XSnGe24cYBUTryvXfwChphDKn1BMUyLOkMz5PGQub8LrLA959P7Pb3pyklasRVvuin9M7KE7zsMKOBJijVLbLQSAvgLGnC-UaO2_ahZSQmcMKp6PUZfJFv9C8hY6FaUL8HJyxpY1g/w640-h480/20230527_160535.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann på fine turveier</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN0ZoxqqTSV7nbQZQMMN5FwmlNrOUiBwTGFrnpoH1opaONNES5F15bsI464soKsj7_vT0WQMZyZmFQT5VnbNzaAmfM87gp97wUEQRoK6L_qCkUDZQZawJb3d2m7IsmWF4bgo09SvBkaY0OLoFe0hddYHJOgszq7vwcgvwxDUdXAWUzeVPvThbPXow9Eg/s4000/20230527_160710.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN0ZoxqqTSV7nbQZQMMN5FwmlNrOUiBwTGFrnpoH1opaONNES5F15bsI464soKsj7_vT0WQMZyZmFQT5VnbNzaAmfM87gp97wUEQRoK6L_qCkUDZQZawJb3d2m7IsmWF4bgo09SvBkaY0OLoFe0hddYHJOgszq7vwcgvwxDUdXAWUzeVPvThbPXow9Eg/w640-h360/20230527_160710.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flotte strender på rekke og rad i Laholmsbukten </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYfH6Knz88n9jlihE5GJwGbRwAFuZquVHTDGAMmnTwiSYriZqpXRGbrqeCDXcZAYs3HbsJ9S8kJPSLSAi1PP36Q-AI8vIfxUier1R4s0pV5bDXo3PMASl3egh_Cvhu71r2jDoalkWV-TrPqpUxaBgiRCSpZrzQ5c2mMox47b4f07d4wtYfYjQABHPahA/s4000/20230527_160715.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYfH6Knz88n9jlihE5GJwGbRwAFuZquVHTDGAMmnTwiSYriZqpXRGbrqeCDXcZAYs3HbsJ9S8kJPSLSAi1PP36Q-AI8vIfxUier1R4s0pV5bDXo3PMASl3egh_Cvhu71r2jDoalkWV-TrPqpUxaBgiRCSpZrzQ5c2mMox47b4f07d4wtYfYjQABHPahA/w640-h360/20230527_160715.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Man må velge været for en sykkeltur med omhu</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvj3tt7nUK44grFjIFAvKC_ht3d9H6N8PSaVHeoWwAgVKmt_RxX2bTJIu8u0QkBJ3SLF6L5JCCgT8HA3nn7yKYAP_Z4dm7ECCMOXMNKBq_LPGYqFT6ygDpaMlfwAwp-2rjbEthDDOJWf_dwQZbpHP-dvEkr2yGj6G5L4DVDbFunEyaVW2Onb-f8QoDoA/s4000/20230527_162114.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvj3tt7nUK44grFjIFAvKC_ht3d9H6N8PSaVHeoWwAgVKmt_RxX2bTJIu8u0QkBJ3SLF6L5JCCgT8HA3nn7yKYAP_Z4dm7ECCMOXMNKBq_LPGYqFT6ygDpaMlfwAwp-2rjbEthDDOJWf_dwQZbpHP-dvEkr2yGj6G5L4DVDbFunEyaVW2Onb-f8QoDoA/w640-h360/20230527_162114.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trønninge</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFyKYzlq_h1GkULg1nlGO1qdINSZXzOZtckv5VvbR_ZI-pdAG2XDL_JkmHwSPegFbuyyqjffkHD7l2_oWyZIsh1-KoleRdnl3aKqWwH5Fufc3TKck0ZMM8x0SeudAgJpIHsQUuDmJ3XEGBGujIfXDr8_MLo-Y0BWzYccFMNlDZsqe1uyrk2C_ffQlD4Q/s4000/20230527_165045.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFyKYzlq_h1GkULg1nlGO1qdINSZXzOZtckv5VvbR_ZI-pdAG2XDL_JkmHwSPegFbuyyqjffkHD7l2_oWyZIsh1-KoleRdnl3aKqWwH5Fufc3TKck0ZMM8x0SeudAgJpIHsQUuDmJ3XEGBGujIfXDr8_MLo-Y0BWzYccFMNlDZsqe1uyrk2C_ffQlD4Q/w360-h640/20230527_165045.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott bygård i Halmstad</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKfo3BX3eJ1ng0Q3UqzUx9zBpAhgtYoObZwnHvb6cMUYPEkkZl1PkJtI0Yjl_r-wLKgYfxpmoYS5x6DKN5vyaQIJm6K2t6UcevAqZnapw5BC5zIUsX_9k29dSCgwt78OSyEAEfygO0cGjIyluJUwqtB18Fn3T920IcQJaT0QhFSfAUYq4fCbkMFa8EQ/s4000/20230527_165358.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKfo3BX3eJ1ng0Q3UqzUx9zBpAhgtYoObZwnHvb6cMUYPEkkZl1PkJtI0Yjl_r-wLKgYfxpmoYS5x6DKN5vyaQIJm6K2t6UcevAqZnapw5BC5zIUsX_9k29dSCgwt78OSyEAEfygO0cGjIyluJUwqtB18Fn3T920IcQJaT0QhFSfAUYq4fCbkMFa8EQ/w640-h360/20230527_165358.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nissan renner gjennom Halmstad</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74YvgnVD0LWtPZLijveeEXkmzM1xEvvAyJFkvi1VS4FbJcBGppDLjf5fY3jpSfUhdm2ctPMcQUYjXblpg5nfkf5o0ApzQxKxwwdT7HrZ1dFuRt6mw3PkCD4L5YYwKh0kPIu4SzZASbHHyxuDWTHhP0qRtaEqJ6FnCFKZEvqiGLr5xPSGRHx1fMLqJHw/s4000/20230527_184617.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74YvgnVD0LWtPZLijveeEXkmzM1xEvvAyJFkvi1VS4FbJcBGppDLjf5fY3jpSfUhdm2ctPMcQUYjXblpg5nfkf5o0ApzQxKxwwdT7HrZ1dFuRt6mw3PkCD4L5YYwKh0kPIu4SzZASbHHyxuDWTHhP0qRtaEqJ6FnCFKZEvqiGLr5xPSGRHx1fMLqJHw/w640-h360/20230527_184617.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flotte sykkelforhold syd for Falkenberg</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHYlQn93UuMLorQbF29_UTCd_NEq3_cVNHrZrF6pBLF4_k3y0f1hvIzLfpz2CoZ2MOr9ppKwwUlqkFqVfM1_5fHrAr4wjr6XZNXX1adL70uCW7foslligzldh3pSFvrg4VhcTdCjTFhfkaSsN4IYMEClVgk6UXbGJMZhkcjcQ4mthanPJD0NYxn47Cg/s4000/20230527_194916.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHYlQn93UuMLorQbF29_UTCd_NEq3_cVNHrZrF6pBLF4_k3y0f1hvIzLfpz2CoZ2MOr9ppKwwUlqkFqVfM1_5fHrAr4wjr6XZNXX1adL70uCW7foslligzldh3pSFvrg4VhcTdCjTFhfkaSsN4IYMEClVgk6UXbGJMZhkcjcQ4mthanPJD0NYxn47Cg/w640-h360/20230527_194916.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vilt trøkk på Lilla Napoli i Falkenberg med DJ og hundrevis av pizzaspisere</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Pizzabula Lilla Napoli i Falkenberg har blitt en turistattraksjon. De klarer å lage 100 pizza i timen og her kan man bare glemme å få bord med mindre man har reservert. I følge D2 <a href="https://www.dn.no/d2/smak/pizza/mat/italiensk-mat/det-kan-tenkes-at-den-beste-italienske-pizzaen-som-finnes-blir-laget-pa-denne-bensinstasjonen/2-1-1327999" target="_blank">kan det tenkes at den beste pizzaen som finnes blir laget på denne bensinstasjonen</a>. </div><div><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPhoxpVHCW5-_cRPalZleyeYu3UOo8eUfhiNQQ6qQ2dAKFZHy5tygBgVM2tQZG3cUBNg5lx90F-pOdbxBLbQXACaQcyW0jwb8K-M2AeW9PzpNxW_XdMls2B6C1IE08bwzv7xVsFTld2t6aDeXEqHWypPXY7V2RxB3EUvoJBaK2O4XEleSb5PZip9pIQ/s4000/20230527_195130.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPhoxpVHCW5-_cRPalZleyeYu3UOo8eUfhiNQQ6qQ2dAKFZHy5tygBgVM2tQZG3cUBNg5lx90F-pOdbxBLbQXACaQcyW0jwb8K-M2AeW9PzpNxW_XdMls2B6C1IE08bwzv7xVsFTld2t6aDeXEqHWypPXY7V2RxB3EUvoJBaK2O4XEleSb5PZip9pIQ/w640-h360/20230527_195130.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tullbron i Falkenberg. Frem til 1914 måtte man betale toll for å komme inn i byen. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeRlI4CAAooF_sm0SO3DgmG_tKiF0zE7o9FgkW3CQocCCIAir02XU7dHzzng84ap5jRXPAxkakcy8z-O8mcowenJ0JJ4iBRK6K1iBm1IVPNiHdBxsMbUNW-ZqSzLaFi3ghtZayaf1g_LQEvzoaw3JRlAivQb4MRcqxNVTquIHzTFkVDP6ay7dwC4Cjw/s4000/20230527_195337.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxeRlI4CAAooF_sm0SO3DgmG_tKiF0zE7o9FgkW3CQocCCIAir02XU7dHzzng84ap5jRXPAxkakcy8z-O8mcowenJ0JJ4iBRK6K1iBm1IVPNiHdBxsMbUNW-ZqSzLaFi3ghtZayaf1g_LQEvzoaw3JRlAivQb4MRcqxNVTquIHzTFkVDP6ay7dwC4Cjw/w640-h360/20230527_195337.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trehusidyll i Falkenberg. Brostein gir god massasje når man sykler. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDfg5M9S6iRSCAqBOx9u4YoyDuVYpnUwBhCJ7ktuaxOskLeg0N_75XASCgvA24uXx7nNwJ5McoUXvhFAJPhTJF8v3Z7vPCUdfP3J0JL64K5ltuG3bNkOjobjaKdEocxeH3OzRHrrhkozBd90VmOtinKCnyqomCTiTfZHnSczkrmZJ6BxiipEWEVsP_Cg/s4000/20230527_200524.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDfg5M9S6iRSCAqBOx9u4YoyDuVYpnUwBhCJ7ktuaxOskLeg0N_75XASCgvA24uXx7nNwJ5McoUXvhFAJPhTJF8v3Z7vPCUdfP3J0JL64K5ltuG3bNkOjobjaKdEocxeH3OzRHrrhkozBd90VmOtinKCnyqomCTiTfZHnSczkrmZJ6BxiipEWEVsP_Cg/w640-h360/20230527_200524.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På landeveien mellom Falkenberg og Varberg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEbaBvVb2Em2atUpKRBjSyI7YruwL3SXsmvzsjh03Xeivm_XlM8mmAdtzedbKQPb0bE5iW4QB0TCH9kkqbZNa7pONaAuVZlN6GN89jvjv_b8ZqTKW5ju4wrClSNG1pt6f9WVNaoQlMRcxZoAoYHSA1elhNMcx9H-ll2W8mikZJFzuE8F0sN-845uyCJg/s4000/20230527_202701.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEbaBvVb2Em2atUpKRBjSyI7YruwL3SXsmvzsjh03Xeivm_XlM8mmAdtzedbKQPb0bE5iW4QB0TCH9kkqbZNa7pONaAuVZlN6GN89jvjv_b8ZqTKW5ju4wrClSNG1pt6f9WVNaoQlMRcxZoAoYHSA1elhNMcx9H-ll2W8mikZJFzuE8F0sN-845uyCJg/w640-h360/20230527_202701.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En jålete fasan</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwo8fPn3nzCud1aVoWpur7KvMVqj0hhJcnYs0KfnH_ziwU32bri_ojuQHcGB0qok0r4QEvw0I9zn55qf2DerXwc1MN6QhCrF2vf3QMdUEMCV3JpBIrzFJT5rFG4FfoDBnkI7_TdcfMe_8_gMtTHUB650QY4htqrpnHCMN_uhVgKMf1pc1fVBq0anuFA/s4000/20230527_210131.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwo8fPn3nzCud1aVoWpur7KvMVqj0hhJcnYs0KfnH_ziwU32bri_ojuQHcGB0qok0r4QEvw0I9zn55qf2DerXwc1MN6QhCrF2vf3QMdUEMCV3JpBIrzFJT5rFG4FfoDBnkI7_TdcfMe_8_gMtTHUB650QY4htqrpnHCMN_uhVgKMf1pc1fVBq0anuFA/w360-h640/20230527_210131.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hestene poserer for plakatbilder </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgziKpTTBHJosyQfbkWYoxJpI6ETi5vn5i-a1dq3Vad8rGt7g_4Zw6z3XreiAu_o1ttgAI15Q7Z0-qYTSP7pYG-FpYNoKdgPaZm7jBI5IsxcHgxveMupGm9wxmwudKjtmM_Q-loVfikr8p-cpu1IUxUuUtB0Joe9SWTx9V91GaE5hdF9Huo7aUcsK6RVQ/s4000/20230527_211637.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgziKpTTBHJosyQfbkWYoxJpI6ETi5vn5i-a1dq3Vad8rGt7g_4Zw6z3XreiAu_o1ttgAI15Q7Z0-qYTSP7pYG-FpYNoKdgPaZm7jBI5IsxcHgxveMupGm9wxmwudKjtmM_Q-loVfikr8p-cpu1IUxUuUtB0Joe9SWTx9V91GaE5hdF9Huo7aUcsK6RVQ/w640-h360/20230527_211637.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveldsidyll syd for Varberg I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix61iRIPKSjN3VxFHCOV-ZqpxWpNRjsI5FzWdH_KPoLpGXYdEJGbbOBa22AQFIWl4AjM_7eWNFXYGlQGnyXo01krA5hYOLNpZhpj2Bg9KzlNU-0-rM3Sylg_lbO5_fAeM72vRNrXcWy0MpjZqeqQyPSAJKqlvFJ8rcwQpEPBckrgwg7xlUOc_lMqb4ag/s4000/20230527_211640.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix61iRIPKSjN3VxFHCOV-ZqpxWpNRjsI5FzWdH_KPoLpGXYdEJGbbOBa22AQFIWl4AjM_7eWNFXYGlQGnyXo01krA5hYOLNpZhpj2Bg9KzlNU-0-rM3Sylg_lbO5_fAeM72vRNrXcWy0MpjZqeqQyPSAJKqlvFJ8rcwQpEPBckrgwg7xlUOc_lMqb4ag/w640-h360/20230527_211640.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kattegattleden går nesten alle omveier langs kysten man kan tenke seg. Noen er veldig fine. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitz3_OA03e0Lm6kY0A7RjBMgt0NtzvYJThGddbGec0rZpKgOjlTzO1-d6N-Sp9H7ATOctdw8meCEVOKduJfLxOeIXJz602PLIEn_03QFlrGQtldNcXvnTKYSMeXL526BWnIauksVMAP2EDeHVm_TPull1f3sd0_ATnHYva24-jj57bLfaXbhkPf-jvdw/s4000/20230527_213915.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitz3_OA03e0Lm6kY0A7RjBMgt0NtzvYJThGddbGec0rZpKgOjlTzO1-d6N-Sp9H7ATOctdw8meCEVOKduJfLxOeIXJz602PLIEn_03QFlrGQtldNcXvnTKYSMeXL526BWnIauksVMAP2EDeHVm_TPull1f3sd0_ATnHYva24-jj57bLfaXbhkPf-jvdw/w640-h360/20230527_213915.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Varbergs kusthotell </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn7veWDsi_nGGJih_rx8xAfl0c6ecRfL-ol_T5Jrykh3MG_ZZ4bHShaDk5Hdo4RPZBkqPhNwxPWPAarvkZf438MmuEv8Y-SG9z7uOJmNDiULKisPHeCZWwv3sF6wJ_1H3Y4H6jJDJi-LsbN0Pl-kymvFoEVoXDZb-SKCKGBik9qUUtGRHaAgqCMSt3LA/s4000/20230527_213922.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn7veWDsi_nGGJih_rx8xAfl0c6ecRfL-ol_T5Jrykh3MG_ZZ4bHShaDk5Hdo4RPZBkqPhNwxPWPAarvkZf438MmuEv8Y-SG9z7uOJmNDiULKisPHeCZWwv3sF6wJ_1H3Y4H6jJDJi-LsbN0Pl-kymvFoEVoXDZb-SKCKGBik9qUUtGRHaAgqCMSt3LA/w640-h360/20230527_213922.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nesten fremme i Varberg </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqENd7NHTNkwB2n0u8dslWtcbKUvCwLJAtq26nLG5ktN4nqHw1qB9xX10xJcS2Xz7JT321yTfiJC3-KH5pgcQBpiM-XJtxN5bVRgRzHqxuEK9GVCkWF5vhbg5RgTUx3vMhf44Oo7LteyB0GsAr_0ox2svUZsMJkgRHjWqqhJLgRwvn6VbIlKNOm6fIEg/s4000/20230527_214406.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqENd7NHTNkwB2n0u8dslWtcbKUvCwLJAtq26nLG5ktN4nqHw1qB9xX10xJcS2Xz7JT321yTfiJC3-KH5pgcQBpiM-XJtxN5bVRgRzHqxuEK9GVCkWF5vhbg5RgTUx3vMhf44Oo7LteyB0GsAr_0ox2svUZsMJkgRHjWqqhJLgRwvn6VbIlKNOm6fIEg/w640-h360/20230527_214406.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Varberg festning (sløtt) ble bygget på 1200-tallet da området var dansk</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Jeg kom frem til Varberg rundt solnedgang. Hotellresepsjonisten synes nok at jeg så sulten ut da jeg kom inn døren og tilbød seg å høre med (det stengte) kjøkkenet og det var noe mat igjen. Han disket opp med en gratis middagsporsjon og en øl, mens to skravlete svenske damer i baren holdt meg med selskap. Deretter gikk jeg på rommet, dusjet og stupte i seng. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifnvuZ0sn_cvlaUOktrZ5ZNZvD1QRzMeELv_2q_2gC46pkTzrckQTsSJo3-bSGQajzNtf0msTOmhaIjW6anhM8VXZ7c01AirYOtIS5gr6UuedEU87dAVCFLG2_J72Qj9WYAHT8FHcseSI4y7wseE0yqan0BWzKWZcoyfugm5406CmLnbsQQ4WVVE1J3w/s4000/20230528_081614.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifnvuZ0sn_cvlaUOktrZ5ZNZvD1QRzMeELv_2q_2gC46pkTzrckQTsSJo3-bSGQajzNtf0msTOmhaIjW6anhM8VXZ7c01AirYOtIS5gr6UuedEU87dAVCFLG2_J72Qj9WYAHT8FHcseSI4y7wseE0yqan0BWzKWZcoyfugm5406CmLnbsQQ4WVVE1J3w/w640-h360/20230528_081614.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Turvei på nedlagt jernbane <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Dag to våknet jeg uthvilt og startet syklingen etter en solid frokost. Beina fungerte bra. Det ble raskt tungt. Nordvestlig kuling traff meg rett i ansiktet og bragte farten ned til ganske stusselige nivåer. Flere kilo med sand og annen rusk og rask festet seg til de enorme mengdene med seig solkrem jeg hadde på armer og bein. Det samme gjorde alle små insekter som var så uheldige å treffe huden min.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9159345446">Ruten for dag 2 på Strava. </a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCv6JOwPU3rF4PUPmWPLYXVeA-Op8GEOC7581XwirCbOc6aRnZT0F15L0aPnAyxQ7g62C7hQuiwdy1sL8_7twTu5rzRG7eamMEBGwca8RFA5FiGNmoqzj8f2yReqUw06fu0-1ridMOtQ3IGK_4iVEHakf9EoxxnElQpVBqUJRSx7OpjM0i5Q3pzABR0A/s4000/20230528_081912.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCv6JOwPU3rF4PUPmWPLYXVeA-Op8GEOC7581XwirCbOc6aRnZT0F15L0aPnAyxQ7g62C7hQuiwdy1sL8_7twTu5rzRG7eamMEBGwca8RFA5FiGNmoqzj8f2yReqUw06fu0-1ridMOtQ3IGK_4iVEHakf9EoxxnElQpVBqUJRSx7OpjM0i5Q3pzABR0A/w640-h360/20230528_081912.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gammel jernbanebro er nå en verdens mest solide sykkelbroer. Selv tunge syklister kan føle seg trygg på at broen bærer. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedp2zBsoGyii7ANo-HyLQi3yiJCrIk5kulHzuo7kQTiGHXVpxeg0XMol0HuSd96_IsTuk8Oi1eUZqONxCtpTp1Pmt9NolmjkIbdoyzAaxvkkysE5m3G5CubcGoAozblwcvEZMSL2K7Rgd8VpVD3IBTFTDhXhj4l6pZZqyIiuyDRIC2oy02Nm_kvAiCg/s4000/20230528_083106.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedp2zBsoGyii7ANo-HyLQi3yiJCrIk5kulHzuo7kQTiGHXVpxeg0XMol0HuSd96_IsTuk8Oi1eUZqONxCtpTp1Pmt9NolmjkIbdoyzAaxvkkysE5m3G5CubcGoAozblwcvEZMSL2K7Rgd8VpVD3IBTFTDhXhj4l6pZZqyIiuyDRIC2oy02Nm_kvAiCg/w640-h360/20230528_083106.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Idyllisk grusvei på en av Kattegattsleden utallige snirklete krumspring ut på odder og nes </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-hChbyToV8CgLL_TcPRb-g3tpeR5oxZyqgZq50_WFEI3wUSoOpnjYECMcsLlAlMwB9jPqh4HZSNuj8F9P8pDlMTwYDxW_oeYtUD5epFORAB905McoK2jGFeWvmZmUz5L1Tnn5QERj3UTxVXOupHgBv-voWTCCLMNNUwWDcLld4QDOP8CXZPgNz4PjQ/s4000/20230528_083340.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-hChbyToV8CgLL_TcPRb-g3tpeR5oxZyqgZq50_WFEI3wUSoOpnjYECMcsLlAlMwB9jPqh4HZSNuj8F9P8pDlMTwYDxW_oeYtUD5epFORAB905McoK2jGFeWvmZmUz5L1Tnn5QERj3UTxVXOupHgBv-voWTCCLMNNUwWDcLld4QDOP8CXZPgNz4PjQ/w640-h360/20230528_083340.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Svensk industri på landet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FF4B8KpwkRBNKxISX4yLOV7Jh2m4HBYkpoXECo6zbAmOtjviBl7j7NTRD_tsSYIWthEMM8mSkh7YJjEFCZot72BuN2nFKD7bFyChMVhXMDAjT4u8QId4KeNbHYRv8eeCSEm-pzqVieobOq_T9GWQgGCvARXphcemjSbM9SwGl9a-ps48Ie3C6AQ5Ew/s4000/20230528_083519.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FF4B8KpwkRBNKxISX4yLOV7Jh2m4HBYkpoXECo6zbAmOtjviBl7j7NTRD_tsSYIWthEMM8mSkh7YJjEFCZot72BuN2nFKD7bFyChMVhXMDAjT4u8QId4KeNbHYRv8eeCSEm-pzqVieobOq_T9GWQgGCvARXphcemjSbM9SwGl9a-ps48Ie3C6AQ5Ew/w640-h360/20230528_083519.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gøy på landet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6AzaOxBjx6iGlKsBT11sOIbMR7jyrylM9ap5cnkTxPxABctgOAhL8RKnCM2NJx_yNm4pvFivPEskoLQQNbA0DY_qcf--9D1XVHXQCNSXmbuFkxYRQTCoiyujpZEIgOh1xVtDtsCfwHqGHGHIDSmkiyq7i_-XcwLtWHyQrHkmeBJbLc5p8WYnHHNc0Q/s4000/20230528_084851.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6AzaOxBjx6iGlKsBT11sOIbMR7jyrylM9ap5cnkTxPxABctgOAhL8RKnCM2NJx_yNm4pvFivPEskoLQQNbA0DY_qcf--9D1XVHXQCNSXmbuFkxYRQTCoiyujpZEIgOh1xVtDtsCfwHqGHGHIDSmkiyq7i_-XcwLtWHyQrHkmeBJbLc5p8WYnHHNc0Q/w640-h360/20230528_084851.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kuling gjør det lett å fotografere flagg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-RdNJalUKejg2S0S9yZWSZxC0o9dtPArCV7je1Ty7_2BQgu8FZjFCXZlduzKIc3jixHQbkXnwR848772IdEY_fc5fYwjPJKQie9Ljjvmxwr1b5d2ZycoPQQK9_YFxLq1hwqLKBtKv0cgyVWzpwFJoDCXJNxH4G8sdcbPfWpRIIiviaaTelImuunWvQ/s4000/20230528_085102.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-RdNJalUKejg2S0S9yZWSZxC0o9dtPArCV7je1Ty7_2BQgu8FZjFCXZlduzKIc3jixHQbkXnwR848772IdEY_fc5fYwjPJKQie9Ljjvmxwr1b5d2ZycoPQQK9_YFxLq1hwqLKBtKv0cgyVWzpwFJoDCXJNxH4G8sdcbPfWpRIIiviaaTelImuunWvQ/w640-h360/20230528_085102.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ringhals atomkraftverk står fast, men buskene i trærne holder på å blåse bort <br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">På vei ut på en slette før Ringhals atomkraftverk holdt jeg på å bli blåst av sykkelen for andre gang på en time. Begge gangene fikk vinden tak i forhjulet mitt og dro det raskt mot høyre. I tillegg var det drøyt tungt å sykle over alle sletter eller andre åpne områder.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Selv om jeg brukte så mye krefter at jeg lurte på om jeg kom til å påføre meg selv rabdomyolyse i lårene gikk det alt for sakte til at jeg ville klare å gjennomføre turen på tre dager. Jeg bestemte meg for å ta et krisemøte om saken når jeg ankom Gøteborg. </div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmn3sTlrjHtmZh18dYxT7n-JJ9c31qn6B1zjwCEPo45kU7IyZ8E8Q_0R0nqYNRtxb6giXbkRxuCeh86Jg0qc8UYlyVQ0Am5NqdsWRzrgmHfzkwbtiNXJCIjJh3m2Ur75P6ABOIFA5XD1fSvIH3CWxV4-6uOGjXxG1qm-TormI7DWhN07Tu8JHm8c00sg/s4000/20230528_090002.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmn3sTlrjHtmZh18dYxT7n-JJ9c31qn6B1zjwCEPo45kU7IyZ8E8Q_0R0nqYNRtxb6giXbkRxuCeh86Jg0qc8UYlyVQ0Am5NqdsWRzrgmHfzkwbtiNXJCIjJh3m2Ur75P6ABOIFA5XD1fSvIH3CWxV4-6uOGjXxG1qm-TormI7DWhN07Tu8JHm8c00sg/w640-h360/20230528_090002.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kunst ved Båtafjorden </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPCKHJ2dCKfSe5kiBN_e3FrShGtvQ6dhYJ6yn2zjMtV-RWxADyYvSpAHoe5-bFvFUtln9eL7tDzR9tCdjhuRV2VXSPltDzMBvbMdDquZZyx4WAoQ-djohC5OAsJp7y26RxSiYzkG0nrXX19EwuCaNk485EtpkKxJJcBnlxLntyEXeBbcmjZFrC_aW5Hw/s4000/20230528_090753.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPCKHJ2dCKfSe5kiBN_e3FrShGtvQ6dhYJ6yn2zjMtV-RWxADyYvSpAHoe5-bFvFUtln9eL7tDzR9tCdjhuRV2VXSPltDzMBvbMdDquZZyx4WAoQ-djohC5OAsJp7y26RxSiYzkG0nrXX19EwuCaNk485EtpkKxJJcBnlxLntyEXeBbcmjZFrC_aW5Hw/w640-h360/20230528_090753.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bred kraftgate ut fra Ringhals atomkraftverk </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgHgDe3LFmVJDzSv0l9UG-PN_7ZbbWjehOnQq_bB30C78iT1bzfNF_7ACApnixmp6Jd62JNCbX3AuIM-2Pm1b4I6uVpi3352Ms2pPxqSYt3nXkb374Fd72FGIL6A0NWb1bOTTxC_LLzi1RqL6yAIZrzwR-Mug6ZSB-pvJJelKVnytIuZ4KDtQGtTl5g/s4000/20230528_092357.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgHgDe3LFmVJDzSv0l9UG-PN_7ZbbWjehOnQq_bB30C78iT1bzfNF_7ACApnixmp6Jd62JNCbX3AuIM-2Pm1b4I6uVpi3352Ms2pPxqSYt3nXkb374Fd72FGIL6A0NWb1bOTTxC_LLzi1RqL6yAIZrzwR-Mug6ZSB-pvJJelKVnytIuZ4KDtQGtTl5g/w640-h360/20230528_092357.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En hobbit har bygd seg hus</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Qi_VO16dMTFwtUtErwElEEfR8GYrZ3jwjF9IEwFkI5Qxh0cpyFtvvBNkS1ewxEwcK4azDuLEUBNukhvc_MtR0_avWntO88FOisDk77F2Lm_GzhA-RNTbrlgzFeYfZ-mNQICK0i0XVQRWjEL5LNvrvmnLvsgoXt8iAo5vqam2O464TVWN7nX9yLE87g/s4000/20230528_093325.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Qi_VO16dMTFwtUtErwElEEfR8GYrZ3jwjF9IEwFkI5Qxh0cpyFtvvBNkS1ewxEwcK4azDuLEUBNukhvc_MtR0_avWntO88FOisDk77F2Lm_GzhA-RNTbrlgzFeYfZ-mNQICK0i0XVQRWjEL5LNvrvmnLvsgoXt8iAo5vqam2O464TVWN7nX9yLE87g/w640-h360/20230528_093325.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen slapper av mens jeg tar pause </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyQm9udrBH1FKemuo1kb7Gvu29dGHL4Bh168p9ZL8SW8d9O8Qq4kIMk80w7hgNhkCX4RBVECXDzR8fOlU8KLK0fGU13opfFxaZhs1s2MxHaMUbtFw1Uf52ue3B9ebmGL2roUEAzXJiw69NdMet-_9pDGQZ1S9LcX3ppZAXueMcMQ0limZtwxY-V5keg/s4000/20230528_094219.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyQm9udrBH1FKemuo1kb7Gvu29dGHL4Bh168p9ZL8SW8d9O8Qq4kIMk80w7hgNhkCX4RBVECXDzR8fOlU8KLK0fGU13opfFxaZhs1s2MxHaMUbtFw1Uf52ue3B9ebmGL2roUEAzXJiw69NdMet-_9pDGQZ1S9LcX3ppZAXueMcMQ0limZtwxY-V5keg/w640-h360/20230528_094219.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er lett å få venner fra dyreverdenen når man er på tur. Her er en revunge som ble min venn</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2rtWhwUiL5Q8UPPVDvmJ5K2lBbmU73Xtdwr0P1tdK9Bl9quPfFMQ-1aSHbZjcNai9-_wQ4ZBceQgAhoo19P4Y6dBh0pDIRmCGHTSBAum7rYJkASk37JSRwdaHImmYd3ZyiyoqEkt9-upYSzvuOhY5BmLvRAf3Z8rnELNco3LC-InJJkV5pI1pxUdkA/s4000/20230528_095323.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2rtWhwUiL5Q8UPPVDvmJ5K2lBbmU73Xtdwr0P1tdK9Bl9quPfFMQ-1aSHbZjcNai9-_wQ4ZBceQgAhoo19P4Y6dBh0pDIRmCGHTSBAum7rYJkASk37JSRwdaHImmYd3ZyiyoqEkt9-upYSzvuOhY5BmLvRAf3Z8rnELNco3LC-InJJkV5pI1pxUdkA/w640-h360/20230528_095323.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kiting i bra vind i Landabukten</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXx47drFujxnqdtPFlQEsye8-ezckv9SE5GwDYNwqoWtIYk6mnE9G8gP8Ke3imBCwSY9mmT0gzYZZIRdsgKIoiJP3a1ZN-vdHeQnwuuU5pCBLvtt2CdGMWQ-rLzogA6N4aDTqQmAlL4qO-JiVTyhJxcF_BYEx9_I6zB0ojOaWB1dH1dBnolPCV9YMC-w/s4000/20230528_111711.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXx47drFujxnqdtPFlQEsye8-ezckv9SE5GwDYNwqoWtIYk6mnE9G8gP8Ke3imBCwSY9mmT0gzYZZIRdsgKIoiJP3a1ZN-vdHeQnwuuU5pCBLvtt2CdGMWQ-rLzogA6N4aDTqQmAlL4qO-JiVTyhJxcF_BYEx9_I6zB0ojOaWB1dH1dBnolPCV9YMC-w/w640-h360/20230528_111711.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den berømte Rolfsbroen over Rolfsåen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVkWUXLeCQ54nSAxrmTFWIKTNU7f8stv48z6uc_F4cxT0VlL4EcVLRXeXbBEYbtf1QMZk2fl4LlC5wEGE1YkrTBMZFodNTBomFbDhqfgPRwU1XRzf2Jci9X815QUGUtOHOtNIvfPvoEYipeabyEH6mZeZ8VUK3m3q1yw8XAzdTPbA_pRyS2eDD7OBaw/s4000/20230528_111716.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVkWUXLeCQ54nSAxrmTFWIKTNU7f8stv48z6uc_F4cxT0VlL4EcVLRXeXbBEYbtf1QMZk2fl4LlC5wEGE1YkrTBMZFodNTBomFbDhqfgPRwU1XRzf2Jci9X815QUGUtOHOtNIvfPvoEYipeabyEH6mZeZ8VUK3m3q1yw8XAzdTPbA_pRyS2eDD7OBaw/w640-h360/20230528_111716.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tre søte små biler </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixn9saNnTLZcbNFTHsVlM5XfcmTSJkitxdVgWdyK8vcc7rl4qSrACAkHsOiWOzGp5s4zp0KGH2-Btn9ijfBLXDnssy4Rsu7EkJvFEYS2GJ_VQRm7Rnq9aPxZ6gwk6jWQuxcDEOSf2PnY7VA_lV0ld-IxokpGn7u2iCYBGLWpU-dqKVMko3s5nU7NqsjA/s4000/20230528_113022.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixn9saNnTLZcbNFTHsVlM5XfcmTSJkitxdVgWdyK8vcc7rl4qSrACAkHsOiWOzGp5s4zp0KGH2-Btn9ijfBLXDnssy4Rsu7EkJvFEYS2GJ_VQRm7Rnq9aPxZ6gwk6jWQuxcDEOSf2PnY7VA_lV0ld-IxokpGn7u2iCYBGLWpU-dqKVMko3s5nU7NqsjA/w640-h360/20230528_113022.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kungsbacka</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitO-3vCEzPmMMD_kzr09lK1YQg3Wf2zoo5qNWrP4y4pPJAnM-GBtuQeTAcgsJ0a2lm3zRtn-e9H3-79R75CUI76jtBI-eV6dGeItFQqWH86s_5Vn_Cf7cslC1TBCujqPyNIVbfZ8a-ebYQZzC00B293VnmmgHb0Msbyt9ek-nsRFbFeAMeUMGJgB5knQ/s4000/20230528_122538.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitO-3vCEzPmMMD_kzr09lK1YQg3Wf2zoo5qNWrP4y4pPJAnM-GBtuQeTAcgsJ0a2lm3zRtn-e9H3-79R75CUI76jtBI-eV6dGeItFQqWH86s_5Vn_Cf7cslC1TBCujqPyNIVbfZ8a-ebYQZzC00B293VnmmgHb0Msbyt9ek-nsRFbFeAMeUMGJgB5knQ/w640-h360/20230528_122538.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fin sykkelsti gjennom Hördalens naturreservat</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9ej0AqqmKt-Der-lIvs08tZ2ek-a4y6mRNVA3C-QsIpxMLwnQu3sZz9EXc85qTsPm1GWfdldq0WkQIvwREeJwIeYbDRvwXO1uWQ1AcbZv_QROfQvACFaDzx5uKq968I1O6g-BjU3pnfvyAk3G9PuSFHVuJ7kJPaDeYQikY2QqQYwYGrH-X30Gc0QYg/s4000/20230528_122638.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9ej0AqqmKt-Der-lIvs08tZ2ek-a4y6mRNVA3C-QsIpxMLwnQu3sZz9EXc85qTsPm1GWfdldq0WkQIvwREeJwIeYbDRvwXO1uWQ1AcbZv_QROfQvACFaDzx5uKq968I1O6g-BjU3pnfvyAk3G9PuSFHVuJ7kJPaDeYQikY2QqQYwYGrH-X30Gc0QYg/w640-h360/20230528_122638.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stallviken<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQN8wbiQWHWfi7toywW01le7aYzuzzSJ6y3sRtIvsJyuagLYG-TxAykE5w2fG5mtq_pB7JtI8Ovt9lyPRkVaGP3QvCekXBlvGLRaRkQzrcpsRcKNpWSBG2keLCsttov4hZzYu-LRhmudQCUWHgfOA7j72rb8mr77qk3GeOo1aXXO1zwF9AFafyQ3MVw/s4000/20230528_130901.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQN8wbiQWHWfi7toywW01le7aYzuzzSJ6y3sRtIvsJyuagLYG-TxAykE5w2fG5mtq_pB7JtI8Ovt9lyPRkVaGP3QvCekXBlvGLRaRkQzrcpsRcKNpWSBG2keLCsttov4hZzYu-LRhmudQCUWHgfOA7j72rb8mr77qk3GeOo1aXXO1zwF9AFafyQ3MVw/w640-h360/20230528_130901.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vannet i bukten blåses nesten flatt av vinden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VchwwBKa5Dwvo3ZzkXmMcjAsxeSgBTbc8gpYDHY40ARPLFFNTVczSwcDR32PFZ3S2eef0IT2hSguutQY1DVfzkaS0WIecW3LogB2M279hdDjS3pzvIyWJ7cr05vn4OTmI5tPw5w1NLRU_CJ-GEdhBAYaQ_wR3cKsiP7IEJkMhuD4oAaOyZP8qITMow/s4000/20230528_143816.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0VchwwBKa5Dwvo3ZzkXmMcjAsxeSgBTbc8gpYDHY40ARPLFFNTVczSwcDR32PFZ3S2eef0IT2hSguutQY1DVfzkaS0WIecW3LogB2M279hdDjS3pzvIyWJ7cr05vn4OTmI5tPw5w1NLRU_CJ-GEdhBAYaQ_wR3cKsiP7IEJkMhuD4oAaOyZP8qITMow/w640-h360/20230528_143816.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Streetfood i Gøteborg <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I Gøteborg satte jeg meg ned og hadde jeg et lite krisemøte med meg selv om hva jeg skulle gjøre for å overvinne de problemene vinden skapte for fremdriften. Løsningen ble å sykle mindre kystnært mot Stenungsund enn opprinnelig planlagt for å få bedre le mot vinden av trær. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKmOFle9QX1T0mW4mosWfkoXnjgapdDXnWYRyFKSRYMTrU_5_lCie33WRVfrOuaim_1jWyBjVIsZmb3H4nEFV5rxSHwjwn9vN4LQaV3-7wfQB_LvUyxZa2fBN40y9q1KQaDnKRnezgxBkAL1ajaZ40Sj8Ax-ExGAAFdxBM4aurkS3_rUvz-DDJ-0e0w/s4000/20230528_145451.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKmOFle9QX1T0mW4mosWfkoXnjgapdDXnWYRyFKSRYMTrU_5_lCie33WRVfrOuaim_1jWyBjVIsZmb3H4nEFV5rxSHwjwn9vN4LQaV3-7wfQB_LvUyxZa2fBN40y9q1KQaDnKRnezgxBkAL1ajaZ40Sj8Ax-ExGAAFdxBM4aurkS3_rUvz-DDJ-0e0w/w640-h360/20230528_145451.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott sykkelbro over Göta elv </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GyAxfn4l7F5J7e02HO1mnwvKyaji64ILLXsVvgmwSaj7NWgVYLOD_RYTR2VvUOL_kitu1Y2HfKBVNgLWNXSyjaxeS3rl58Eyd1gLYKxu9rkNStRFyQK2zKfVLsMt8kJuY2yFHMfqHn2mzDsRX68R75OfTo3RC_yijgNqmgTdhohz0XTXbkV3h4RGfg/s4000/20230528_150057.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GyAxfn4l7F5J7e02HO1mnwvKyaji64ILLXsVvgmwSaj7NWgVYLOD_RYTR2VvUOL_kitu1Y2HfKBVNgLWNXSyjaxeS3rl58Eyd1gLYKxu9rkNStRFyQK2zKfVLsMt8kJuY2yFHMfqHn2mzDsRX68R75OfTo3RC_yijgNqmgTdhohz0XTXbkV3h4RGfg/w640-h360/20230528_150057.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flunkende ny sykkelvei mot Kungsälv. Det meste av strekket går imidlertid gjennom verdens lengste Alnabru</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJXxku_qCYwssEmAp6-hd9fUANEc5NnA5oCMdAVNje8SPYuN57u0pxBqJ8wz4MMXRNA5dsGXHxOYprYdiJKZM_CdMYP77yq8qPGecLSLT-h_bWU0-0B7PbUMYvDL2D8zZVcXADgo54-iLiWnyQKpBTUCgXE76ASFVJLpDMIyeScQ_mReL2oaiQ0czvvA/s4000/20230528_154840.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJXxku_qCYwssEmAp6-hd9fUANEc5NnA5oCMdAVNje8SPYuN57u0pxBqJ8wz4MMXRNA5dsGXHxOYprYdiJKZM_CdMYP77yq8qPGecLSLT-h_bWU0-0B7PbUMYvDL2D8zZVcXADgo54-iLiWnyQKpBTUCgXE76ASFVJLpDMIyeScQ_mReL2oaiQ0czvvA/w640-h360/20230528_154840.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bohus festning delvis skjult bak Vikingagrillen </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ved Bohus festning rett nord for Göteborg nådde jeg det som var Norges sydligste utpost frem til freden i Roskilde i 1658. Dersom svenskene ikke hadde overtatt Bohuslän hadde innbyggerne vært norske og en familie på fire i Uddevalla ville "hatt en andel" i oljefondet på over kr 11 millioner. Shit happens. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNPOfF-gZe2paGCQQYHQGit2VfHShOqzdBAJkTAGN19ktKGA7hnUhgfTC2ECj4XjgvGisD_VU0ZpUdBi5rbpi5hRK20M_3zLjnvmf2jNr8mQ7ab_rM-kJ9LB6rRUV1hmLw8FDfG9XeUTbs4DnVIv21U1cjIO43BsowShcEh_IlPK6AavsbnSB2wC8GEg/s4000/20230528_155233.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNPOfF-gZe2paGCQQYHQGit2VfHShOqzdBAJkTAGN19ktKGA7hnUhgfTC2ECj4XjgvGisD_VU0ZpUdBi5rbpi5hRK20M_3zLjnvmf2jNr8mQ7ab_rM-kJ9LB6rRUV1hmLw8FDfG9XeUTbs4DnVIv21U1cjIO43BsowShcEh_IlPK6AavsbnSB2wC8GEg/w640-h360/20230528_155233.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ett av tårnene på Bohus festning</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mskZBwdH9SsWJdhD_G-kQZSVpL1o41S48ic9PWXGXqoDfl8INzwfEuT_3sRIh7oRO5Z5yrlWNeMqQs4STA40HmSlgc6wk7RhDBT1hXJ2XoFr0tWizZaCkUGioLDGYJeT7rdST-ctQ-lxwZHxsNAKUAUtdgPWaOpzBloJU3LKY_UQchCOobcCyyhB6w/s4000/20230528_163642.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mskZBwdH9SsWJdhD_G-kQZSVpL1o41S48ic9PWXGXqoDfl8INzwfEuT_3sRIh7oRO5Z5yrlWNeMqQs4STA40HmSlgc6wk7RhDBT1hXJ2XoFr0tWizZaCkUGioLDGYJeT7rdST-ctQ-lxwZHxsNAKUAUtdgPWaOpzBloJU3LKY_UQchCOobcCyyhB6w/w640-h360/20230528_163642.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En svensk bilforhandler i Rishammar (Kareby til 2015) har mye rart til salgs. Jeg vurderte å kjøpe et gammelt jagerfly</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YAndDXVJ4bXZy1wUoVwbtFsQgiMO2V3LUeghxJpn5SLFoCTZQNI2dPPw3aNaH1vuFMEZUNUS7ZvKFFLNbe2anfvxLzQ220I0qMGiN87aBqkHlZlp2v8xsLJXt77n9FeTnwcxBSeT5PQeiwLc5O9RnWhPFYZ1QLOn-m0Rw9TIhCDrcYOODJH_WaHi_Q/s4000/20230528_173506.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YAndDXVJ4bXZy1wUoVwbtFsQgiMO2V3LUeghxJpn5SLFoCTZQNI2dPPw3aNaH1vuFMEZUNUS7ZvKFFLNbe2anfvxLzQ220I0qMGiN87aBqkHlZlp2v8xsLJXt77n9FeTnwcxBSeT5PQeiwLc5O9RnWhPFYZ1QLOn-m0Rw9TIhCDrcYOODJH_WaHi_Q/w640-h360/20230528_173506.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei inn mot Stenungsund </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LchmVS6H59U35_SlNKohhQG9bO4Epg1S35l01fx3mVv1CaEJcQ_GBjVEDT74keh-ubN2gvOVQu7Dli5W1jsMUww3o-OIPpG5FyTyuyZ7KM--0gIdzxJGIw2r8vXLehNqo2mvCMtBr7IYn9Rt3OEBKB5xGVtxA8XuNQTU3tH3Cep0piIuE0kTTjlg8Q/s4000/20230528_181140.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LchmVS6H59U35_SlNKohhQG9bO4Epg1S35l01fx3mVv1CaEJcQ_GBjVEDT74keh-ubN2gvOVQu7Dli5W1jsMUww3o-OIPpG5FyTyuyZ7KM--0gIdzxJGIw2r8vXLehNqo2mvCMtBr7IYn9Rt3OEBKB5xGVtxA8XuNQTU3tH3Cep0piIuE0kTTjlg8Q/w640-h360/20230528_181140.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei fra Stenungsund og ut i øyriket. Vinden begynner å avta. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hLWibdgGQygsr0llQSPcUhdBga-D23KXom5qNXq53qoSIyqNb76zCgZZ0er1ziglxKr6Yj-g2ZTWTR5edxnlOzZlZrPSzz04RRwFPAe0UIEk7OMnerfFz6_Qdyue-HaqvadHlbvNRO1VwHzDp_oXtUIaDXK6DmHMth33YkYqlWD8jokGeNFZHG3ajQ/s4000/20230528_181512.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hLWibdgGQygsr0llQSPcUhdBga-D23KXom5qNXq53qoSIyqNb76zCgZZ0er1ziglxKr6Yj-g2ZTWTR5edxnlOzZlZrPSzz04RRwFPAe0UIEk7OMnerfFz6_Qdyue-HaqvadHlbvNRO1VwHzDp_oXtUIaDXK6DmHMth33YkYqlWD8jokGeNFZHG3ajQ/w640-h360/20230528_181512.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eget sykkelfelt på Kallosundsbron. Et mareritt for syklister et par mil etter broen. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4teBrYBvuPNdV7E7zBlslbXStit9pW4qjYVCjqJJj-7JP-uZRenQ3Iy6BXXMwm2S4Y0u_WCiiOMpIlgg4TSX3ieYBYBxJq2wjZTC-SWNz_NxhdF3TrBYPc8QsCl7apwFch2N6FaVm-EuBlm68mK-9lNPY4l8v7M0G23tLGQutaPUv_ylQqbcCOaoyMA/s4000/20230528_195525.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4teBrYBvuPNdV7E7zBlslbXStit9pW4qjYVCjqJJj-7JP-uZRenQ3Iy6BXXMwm2S4Y0u_WCiiOMpIlgg4TSX3ieYBYBxJq2wjZTC-SWNz_NxhdF3TrBYPc8QsCl7apwFch2N6FaVm-EuBlm68mK-9lNPY4l8v7M0G23tLGQutaPUv_ylQqbcCOaoyMA/w640-h360/20230528_195525.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveldsteming ved Vindøn der vinden paradoksalt nok hadde gitt opp for dagen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgKssLSqNza9r1coiaXx99dYmgfqYKynf52nVaR04iImxOfO2h6LsHZzIquwMNHkxlSqfcwlmNZDNgQAc4ST7tZI7IpAstqm9fq-P5y-4przhdbLg9LGfQuDxczOf9CIBWZ1FgHbB28mmliZ9RHIhaaTQ3ayN1DfVSq9wpVPYZffLG63yWWPX40X5HA/s4000/20230528_210934.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgKssLSqNza9r1coiaXx99dYmgfqYKynf52nVaR04iImxOfO2h6LsHZzIquwMNHkxlSqfcwlmNZDNgQAc4ST7tZI7IpAstqm9fq-P5y-4przhdbLg9LGfQuDxczOf9CIBWZ1FgHbB28mmliZ9RHIhaaTQ3ayN1DfVSq9wpVPYZffLG63yWWPX40X5HA/w640-h360/20230528_210934.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg rakk akkurat ikke fergen mot Lysekil og fikk 45 minutters avslapning på Skår fergekai</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUcBqLg97Xrswu6NrFICyL6_Ftop0n35NOlABRF4vUv6z_yBaP61gILZYE_dmSWQ6M-mt3zAxs_4bj11jque9-8rfJmhjOHM8tP0qFZCx00FJMtIzsDd7Z4zTasB9d5pXe44OKOjdVCMN5U3TXp604fUstgHgqpAIX7hrljzxnzx3kY9dQd1oWfm7yrg/s4000/20230528_215048.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUcBqLg97Xrswu6NrFICyL6_Ftop0n35NOlABRF4vUv6z_yBaP61gILZYE_dmSWQ6M-mt3zAxs_4bj11jque9-8rfJmhjOHM8tP0qFZCx00FJMtIzsDd7Z4zTasB9d5pXe44OKOjdVCMN5U3TXp604fUstgHgqpAIX7hrljzxnzx3kY9dQd1oWfm7yrg/w640-h360/20230528_215048.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveld i Stadsparken i Lysekil før jeg entrer selveste Grand Hotell</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyj9l9IOjBVPfMNSTe1eF4W9by4TlUgGfFhj8ScpQKOyAArwJfF8TWZzBXCdB9Pa8kntXfgC0VUFyrki141PLz4FjoB4NBh7I0GOOQsXg_AcVkx1_7c24tuDshf72NcnRTacWiOBbqHiCDy5JNQ7CSvy7jfaCbVTgDZTHSGDo8KAIaK9JDlapXh7NlGg/s4000/20230528_215056.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyj9l9IOjBVPfMNSTe1eF4W9by4TlUgGfFhj8ScpQKOyAArwJfF8TWZzBXCdB9Pa8kntXfgC0VUFyrki141PLz4FjoB4NBh7I0GOOQsXg_AcVkx1_7c24tuDshf72NcnRTacWiOBbqHiCDy5JNQ7CSvy7jfaCbVTgDZTHSGDo8KAIaK9JDlapXh7NlGg/w640-h360/20230528_215056.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lysekil kirke </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHfaxPOBJcpFXSUsvw83m_LME_-DV-_5ENA_JFrg20E8iU3x9H-aCALwBbly35OvVmzyvDtIWMH3ehW5fjXJe9N-s-GynymT1W8DeoTAOFvf9A4_yG6mQDuVzbY74Sb0EOarGQGqLnnqwavSabIeIpA0YNg_rzquuLCzGD2Cd2ijQEBv5khoBXrTjl8w/s4000/20230528_222848.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHfaxPOBJcpFXSUsvw83m_LME_-DV-_5ENA_JFrg20E8iU3x9H-aCALwBbly35OvVmzyvDtIWMH3ehW5fjXJe9N-s-GynymT1W8DeoTAOFvf9A4_yG6mQDuVzbY74Sb0EOarGQGqLnnqwavSabIeIpA0YNg_rzquuLCzGD2Cd2ijQEBv5khoBXrTjl8w/w640-h360/20230528_222848.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hotellrom i Lysekil. Jeg rakk å spise en halv pose Supersalta Djungelvrål og drikke en øl før jeg sovnet</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FmaYv52dT0S3JSToumJv7iNbnXNsyQ6MzozrksyI_iPXqEqACJpxLu8hvQXu1pR6ywWIt_ch7v8XF4nktkx9PYSjS1ASDBuowhizidagjFPtMyCteDbIIb0pJuFRaWH3qHXZJV-C_GWWnTvUkm77D2_5o7FsilUtoVo3K4olxRoNDt7ax6_bXAToIA/s4000/20230529_060527.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FmaYv52dT0S3JSToumJv7iNbnXNsyQ6MzozrksyI_iPXqEqACJpxLu8hvQXu1pR6ywWIt_ch7v8XF4nktkx9PYSjS1ASDBuowhizidagjFPtMyCteDbIIb0pJuFRaWH3qHXZJV-C_GWWnTvUkm77D2_5o7FsilUtoVo3K4olxRoNDt7ax6_bXAToIA/w640-h360/20230529_060527.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Grand Hotell i Lysekil var frokostbufféten integrert i bokhyllen. Maten var god. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAcyPTd2H9gH3AhS0S-EdqGWJx9FVI-j4JpZVSYyOwIEG-eJ6MA010j3FOeerBb5wqKtFEpkNdAS1mdnjak6aYbcsDxVsa9036F-J5kr5TH_7MigEqEVJ6VXVMc6ooUE0mUVjRup7YVBSWVUI2PBlHTv7KxobUUhrKni0Inoa0JxqY6HQz0i0BI3KvfA/s4000/20230529_074722.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAcyPTd2H9gH3AhS0S-EdqGWJx9FVI-j4JpZVSYyOwIEG-eJ6MA010j3FOeerBb5wqKtFEpkNdAS1mdnjak6aYbcsDxVsa9036F-J5kr5TH_7MigEqEVJ6VXVMc6ooUE0mUVjRup7YVBSWVUI2PBlHTv7KxobUUhrKni0Inoa0JxqY6HQz0i0BI3KvfA/w640-h360/20230529_074722.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Originalt reklameskilt for Elcross Cake</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Da jeg skulle spise frokost på dag 3 var lårene fortsatt større en vanlig etter en lang dags kamp mot vinden på dag 2, noe som førte til at shortsen var trang over lårene. I tillegg var jeg veldig sliten i beina. Jeg var fortsatt redd for at jeg var på grensen til rabdo. </div><div><br /></div><div>Værvarselet var imidlertid langt bedre enn dagen før. Det skulle være litt motvind på starten av dagen, men vindstyrken var så lav at det ikke gjorde noe. Litt senere skulle den komme fra norvest og tilta litt i styrke, men fortsatt ikke mer enn at det var greit. Bonusen var at det var håp for svak medvind mot slutten av dagen. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/9165648772">Ruten for dag 3 på Strava. </a></div><div><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdryvprp35Q9uWxXy4GsXkIv6KqKJsaWpmac5SpnCR_pHH4Owrtweprm3YQOorVNA-ymmbH7emAHLtmB35Xtus6mqtQOq_BLvdXl-7Vsyz7c0OC0lojsiqM0K-y7hV0SbhvANZYIYH77i4pKnvWS62XwupLL6Qk13EvGy_yN1HXgm07_ldfbSv_qCahg/s4000/20230529_085845.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdryvprp35Q9uWxXy4GsXkIv6KqKJsaWpmac5SpnCR_pHH4Owrtweprm3YQOorVNA-ymmbH7emAHLtmB35Xtus6mqtQOq_BLvdXl-7Vsyz7c0OC0lojsiqM0K-y7hV0SbhvANZYIYH77i4pKnvWS62XwupLL6Qk13EvGy_yN1HXgm07_ldfbSv_qCahg/w640-h360/20230529_085845.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hamburgsund på Bästkusten</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigIFkJGYcqlwyBS-ETDFgutDvareIxhHyahqPTldJWgaGa-kjlU0aovUJiPLHMY4j1a9CB-oPMJqKAPOkRVVGn2AFs31DiraVS3Hp7Ln40iZouydgXHL9dibQ7o1f1hYGwBem7ZelpuZLm5-fzjoz7QZqNlzEbCZ7CsqmE7xNiuj6o5HtWvM1Y4fm4TA/s4000/20230529_093720.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigIFkJGYcqlwyBS-ETDFgutDvareIxhHyahqPTldJWgaGa-kjlU0aovUJiPLHMY4j1a9CB-oPMJqKAPOkRVVGn2AFs31DiraVS3Hp7Ln40iZouydgXHL9dibQ7o1f1hYGwBem7ZelpuZLm5-fzjoz7QZqNlzEbCZ7CsqmE7xNiuj6o5HtWvM1Y4fm4TA/w640-h360/20230529_093720.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fjälllbacka I </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9UDnC_sXouWTcdg1VeBqDLB_ZDpRaD89HgdGbKC2pnMRbX03GwvMem4tY-DhaEbi7Dg3pZkQx1kQ52MorQIcKr4ZTpuk2BeTPrvo-DVqajOrkdOwFNZ9GNyIC2MaAAHIlQyyDV1PPSaSvu6zTc2zyCBsAncKbfunZ7Nn0e0zJqEvFZHAfeJJJeynPQ/s4000/20230529_093751.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf9UDnC_sXouWTcdg1VeBqDLB_ZDpRaD89HgdGbKC2pnMRbX03GwvMem4tY-DhaEbi7Dg3pZkQx1kQ52MorQIcKr4ZTpuk2BeTPrvo-DVqajOrkdOwFNZ9GNyIC2MaAAHIlQyyDV1PPSaSvu6zTc2zyCBsAncKbfunZ7Nn0e0zJqEvFZHAfeJJJeynPQ/w640-h360/20230529_093751.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fjälllbacka II </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnX2R7bHhrtg0TKRvQ-HplC1b7RqBAQ27yV4DFmZF4-WZiMmCz8D__aoP3cWZ9CB3J46DjhctlMtC73QjQB4wibLpGKogXyAiumkU-8bRO4flDgxzIkyT1H7axlZJlGtnZ0AMUYXy_8MmibeaVurxCkla1JmXI3MgKEsPvm3Enx2-jScjDjXY0OiYNw/s4000/20230529_101439.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnX2R7bHhrtg0TKRvQ-HplC1b7RqBAQ27yV4DFmZF4-WZiMmCz8D__aoP3cWZ9CB3J46DjhctlMtC73QjQB4wibLpGKogXyAiumkU-8bRO4flDgxzIkyT1H7axlZJlGtnZ0AMUYXy_8MmibeaVurxCkla1JmXI3MgKEsPvm3Enx2-jScjDjXY0OiYNw/w640-h360/20230529_101439.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I Grebbestad begynte det å være en del nordmenn </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMlG8EdEcihOQfZba6G6FNqNXgk3_IdZV_RlfGa6HLBMDazbwRMs9FVo0Q9jEiB72oBJvrfdq4SEqxsa1Bnt_5sf20vtOkdBUoT_ktJApNnyLGAHYJO7NNJrW-Fe_rXhJMyKvy1eRX1DZ37YTC6yYiQy6772qGbZW0e6BhpPwv-UtzV_8hIVkbNO6UYQ/s3392/20230529_101444.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMlG8EdEcihOQfZba6G6FNqNXgk3_IdZV_RlfGa6HLBMDazbwRMs9FVo0Q9jEiB72oBJvrfdq4SEqxsa1Bnt_5sf20vtOkdBUoT_ktJApNnyLGAHYJO7NNJrW-Fe_rXhJMyKvy1eRX1DZ37YTC6yYiQy6772qGbZW0e6BhpPwv-UtzV_8hIVkbNO6UYQ/w640-h480/20230529_101444.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Motvinden har blitt sidevind - det er helt greit </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Store deler av ruten var flott. Det var imidlertid flere transportstrekk som ikke hadde så mye å by på. Gamle E6 fra like etter Tanumshede til veien svingte av mot Strømstad var for eksempel så kjedelig at det er vanskelig å finne en mening med å sykle der. Det eneste lyspunktet var en døende rasteplass der gresset sprengte seg opp gjennom asfalten. Selv ikke det er veldig spennende. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRF8hVUEIRdRfrGfQN2rQIKAqZKLcL-2dRpF-ZvDsohKslXJuh_3ulmI3e0TllsgDf_pvchXy4yGpAYmZuZgWUp5eKuGsEJVwvzFmw8oj1ebSGx9VcoeBsDYFNlx5esNCrDOBHIrTG82m830EN32_oJoFgSTSQNm2J7Bw47UAKNW11rKi9KAiZ44z4FA/s4000/20230529_113156.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRF8hVUEIRdRfrGfQN2rQIKAqZKLcL-2dRpF-ZvDsohKslXJuh_3ulmI3e0TllsgDf_pvchXy4yGpAYmZuZgWUp5eKuGsEJVwvzFmw8oj1ebSGx9VcoeBsDYFNlx5esNCrDOBHIrTG82m830EN32_oJoFgSTSQNm2J7Bw47UAKNW11rKi9KAiZ44z4FA/w640-h360/20230529_113156.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Døende rasteplass langs gamle E6</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijDZ0bfckYW1B5qCGxgIZ_wrlrD41E-ilDQhDWaD7gRnuDSPKYEgglcYUI6KhEUEKHmp85j6D3vZp7-8ENvbvXRbXMo4aLvm8JaQjrME4X4Sjr7Ar9jj01GjBnBGVKAWLUF_7p4zVIiLlL_GkvLfnl7Arf4nLu3RYJdPFG0-MIE56OuBaD9j3niirqTQ/s4000/20230529_120336.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijDZ0bfckYW1B5qCGxgIZ_wrlrD41E-ilDQhDWaD7gRnuDSPKYEgglcYUI6KhEUEKHmp85j6D3vZp7-8ENvbvXRbXMo4aLvm8JaQjrME4X4Sjr7Ar9jj01GjBnBGVKAWLUF_7p4zVIiLlL_GkvLfnl7Arf4nLu3RYJdPFG0-MIE56OuBaD9j3niirqTQ/w640-h360/20230529_120336.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den siste biten inn mot Strømstad </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40W7brYaq0HUe9qL7eq8JkU_-tlOGBmZFdUmkZvYwuNfyyeoxm_4Y6pwO97Zd2qZk6b3uTLmO3ziIc0jj6YJZWQlR72WtRaQt0LDicmP-FdgV6d10VAEWuoQ1_Xq2QKe9snIhptmxWAGReuCt8k72YIPsTDzddYdQAtL2QnvhZt8xIbYXkSUEIN668g/s4000/20230529_122751.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40W7brYaq0HUe9qL7eq8JkU_-tlOGBmZFdUmkZvYwuNfyyeoxm_4Y6pwO97Zd2qZk6b3uTLmO3ziIc0jj6YJZWQlR72WtRaQt0LDicmP-FdgV6d10VAEWuoQ1_Xq2QKe9snIhptmxWAGReuCt8k72YIPsTDzddYdQAtL2QnvhZt8xIbYXkSUEIN668g/w640-h360/20230529_122751.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Standsmessig lunsj blant tusenvis av nordmenn på jakt etter billig rødt kjøtt, røyk og sukker</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOlXpDqaVLJzruCU9DqNEPV-yzUPQAmLkKWHGKEo9p1SnxzzJ3m41WglvuulgwCR3Kf-YuwTsV7c0oGovIPH4k9NQe5hkV5JO5YOigcAK-w-gdSOkW4jMDN4r4fGmm46sQUkVamcIkwCFr3xl042rS-6_cEEkZE-t37Vaak7idmWIlgCxkzAiJDqfcSQ/s4000/20230529_131844.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOlXpDqaVLJzruCU9DqNEPV-yzUPQAmLkKWHGKEo9p1SnxzzJ3m41WglvuulgwCR3Kf-YuwTsV7c0oGovIPH4k9NQe5hkV5JO5YOigcAK-w-gdSOkW4jMDN4r4fGmm46sQUkVamcIkwCFr3xl042rS-6_cEEkZE-t37Vaak7idmWIlgCxkzAiJDqfcSQ/w640-h360/20230529_131844.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reklameskiltet er i ferd med å tape kampen med granskogplantasjen </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWtcuBXXdMfee965iqcHu0pcYYtemDZTQGKM2qFRnM-yIgFGl8wqfmYFHhhdV646bjuGW9IdkhM1hgSpkHkGzW077rXX_NR4rVE4exRMEXopq6IckPgGaEozkq9mtcpt1QcGqoVc68K_VmOe7W_u1NnL7YX0ycBIRo_1o0v_FBOllQLuHvFMnAbRGiA/s4000/20230529_135602.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWtcuBXXdMfee965iqcHu0pcYYtemDZTQGKM2qFRnM-yIgFGl8wqfmYFHhhdV646bjuGW9IdkhM1hgSpkHkGzW077rXX_NR4rVE4exRMEXopq6IckPgGaEozkq9mtcpt1QcGqoVc68K_VmOe7W_u1NnL7YX0ycBIRo_1o0v_FBOllQLuHvFMnAbRGiA/w640-h360/20230529_135602.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Straks tilbake i Norge </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Partiet fra Nordby kjøpesenter til Svinesund er det nærmeste man kan komme helvete for syklister. Sjeldent tett trafikk og ingen tilrettlegging for annet et biler. Det var noen andre triste partier underveis også, men de har jeg verken tatt bilder av eller planer om å huske. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4N-c2bA0C-9wM7586qRRSf86tCS1dS1lCAPqiOAgZcb4IDLgw6Br7bXxfQU4ORz5uqxJWEWytjvdSfWvHlcMcurgQhN7XrqRedrxFLS7qlW5hayYsnDOBRVDbTGFmE6NmXeKjxdPKizgHiPCetwgEIerEAGoaE1Vdan7FZJUaotIj4nlJp2BMYpFb1g/s4000/20230529_135609.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4N-c2bA0C-9wM7586qRRSf86tCS1dS1lCAPqiOAgZcb4IDLgw6Br7bXxfQU4ORz5uqxJWEWytjvdSfWvHlcMcurgQhN7XrqRedrxFLS7qlW5hayYsnDOBRVDbTGFmE6NmXeKjxdPKizgHiPCetwgEIerEAGoaE1Vdan7FZJUaotIj4nlJp2BMYpFb1g/w640-h360/20230529_135609.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Svinesund </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEydyg8Ugelx7eM1NTuY9u9TenyT_k506XiNgtAwrfMJtPw0hRu27PedYOyDy1oiVM76NrA7BFYNa7dmRtQdRpUJ6M54Lz2ejk-a0Pt3DZltr2rqfTzWlZkFk0O4zhSTkhAHOvzEP6iFwQrbM_D-bvDs247SZ-JN4sBegtOlaBNtPbhePkxsODBv--w/s4000/20230529_160545.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEydyg8Ugelx7eM1NTuY9u9TenyT_k506XiNgtAwrfMJtPw0hRu27PedYOyDy1oiVM76NrA7BFYNa7dmRtQdRpUJ6M54Lz2ejk-a0Pt3DZltr2rqfTzWlZkFk0O4zhSTkhAHOvzEP6iFwQrbM_D-bvDs247SZ-JN4sBegtOlaBNtPbhePkxsODBv--w/w640-h360/20230529_160545.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykehuset i Østfold prøver å sette norsk rekord i antall parkeringsplasser</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzIQEw8sNNC6Lvz2Dazyf5YgwYn4_U34WKOcxULvNc1eXOvjT29QpCFSFOHo8bkRvh9QCLyI9dXyhl3QtlIlWvXMdNO-zzu01RGKQ7W_pBmj1s1yK_FotMawWYLMOTIlf5_5_wJu1JpmVFp5QIa5O_qeo-zLUvfy-vrWA1ygNEuQ00YLrmYle3NC5kA/s4000/20230529_163338.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzIQEw8sNNC6Lvz2Dazyf5YgwYn4_U34WKOcxULvNc1eXOvjT29QpCFSFOHo8bkRvh9QCLyI9dXyhl3QtlIlWvXMdNO-zzu01RGKQ7W_pBmj1s1yK_FotMawWYLMOTIlf5_5_wJu1JpmVFp5QIa5O_qeo-zLUvfy-vrWA1ygNEuQ00YLrmYle3NC5kA/w640-h360/20230529_163338.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">E6 krysset ved Rygge</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8x6Fce369EL2dqB2gmgdl_zy1nnkh_VVYBvF2jSdUyQzD1FxzUZizq93FeIDy6IMcBthiCZcsLUPpc8BuZvxeRbWDx7eMu6nhDbg_vX-ddd3b9mrdQdRBzwEK_ZMQAGZTBB9Vdjde7a-8mi0fj8U20JVpswJsyt1gY9I2fwANCSnuKZ_EeB-vOtA6YQ/s4000/20230529_164125.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8x6Fce369EL2dqB2gmgdl_zy1nnkh_VVYBvF2jSdUyQzD1FxzUZizq93FeIDy6IMcBthiCZcsLUPpc8BuZvxeRbWDx7eMu6nhDbg_vX-ddd3b9mrdQdRBzwEK_ZMQAGZTBB9Vdjde7a-8mi0fj8U20JVpswJsyt1gY9I2fwANCSnuKZ_EeB-vOtA6YQ/w640-h360/20230529_164125.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gul idyll ved Karlshus</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy7du-leD_h8blArvDJzoJMdZowW6dDsv0ObSOhW20sa1UR_A2HRXkl20et-yNgHJxebZxnlebKqvKXKDm4g7_MqjbiYkY5zlFJQtywshh6phG0Gh4fL38sVGF80qe_tzMkBnREjjkpuB1uLh5vSsIhf5qO6UBpQv6e6Z85C6A60qJ5C59IMRlX3zBxg/s4000/20230529_194123.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy7du-leD_h8blArvDJzoJMdZowW6dDsv0ObSOhW20sa1UR_A2HRXkl20et-yNgHJxebZxnlebKqvKXKDm4g7_MqjbiYkY5zlFJQtywshh6phG0Gh4fL38sVGF80qe_tzMkBnREjjkpuB1uLh5vSsIhf5qO6UBpQv6e6Z85C6A60qJ5C59IMRlX3zBxg/w640-h360/20230529_194123.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Herlig vindstille ved bunnen av Bunnefjorden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO8LrFjA3mlH4YswmMYjyBq1Q_VX6GvYtYsiJ_N7PTiAQNxAz17ULMHn_SKEkURUoPpms-qvWq5y-z0sX7pm5Zq5rZrGXb3oYIIj3P60a3urrcmT_tUB6hzYVvhPY4F6vU-tjSwbu-UKjc5oK8yMnKERJRAtIFMjTtROzj8Sqe6sWXkcRzCGqfFkdiA/s3392/20230529_194852.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO8LrFjA3mlH4YswmMYjyBq1Q_VX6GvYtYsiJ_N7PTiAQNxAz17ULMHn_SKEkURUoPpms-qvWq5y-z0sX7pm5Zq5rZrGXb3oYIIj3P60a3urrcmT_tUB6hzYVvhPY4F6vU-tjSwbu-UKjc5oK8yMnKERJRAtIFMjTtROzj8Sqe6sWXkcRzCGqfFkdiA/w640-h480/20230529_194852.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Påfyll av softis fra kiosken på Nesset for å ha energi til de siste 30 km hjem<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Til tross for påfyll av softis fra Kiosken på Nesset var det lite futt i beina det siste stykket. Syklister med friske bein smatt forbi meg i et tempo som virket uforståelig. Til tross for at det gikk veldig sakte mot slutten var det fantastisk flott å sykle gjennom Oslo med syrin og kastanjetrær i full blomst og masse blide mennesker overalt. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrVDZ-smpYvDnVk4H8OhxNFcjIFllx6G4SIDc6MscsNE3txuL0y1H3u6BQU9go1VxpzDC4cRaAnIO7mQaFAibuuk6ZqqdsYWn6JVhJyw6ZmpQKNjEO11R9dk1IceE_KdyrvEXgyC1uHo8tJXkJdKza0jOFfO6pXNJT9aQbSl_i6PAwgnkixHS4W2IVQ/s4000/20230529_204202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrVDZ-smpYvDnVk4H8OhxNFcjIFllx6G4SIDc6MscsNE3txuL0y1H3u6BQU9go1VxpzDC4cRaAnIO7mQaFAibuuk6ZqqdsYWn6JVhJyw6ZmpQKNjEO11R9dk1IceE_KdyrvEXgyC1uHo8tJXkJdKza0jOFfO6pXNJT9aQbSl_i6PAwgnkixHS4W2IVQ/w640-h360/20230529_204202.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oslofjorden er vakker selv når man har syklet fra København </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR6DYu3U_KKo9v0Tney7eqyYFQxiQn7nJq9EgZHjTpGYGXnyRAB5mcZNOKwHyxro-LR6nDgY1jtsPWYdwfOdr3A7T0k_RvrbYZ7aTkOXg72azaqH6bBRW5xxM8aqHNwBrKC5Y-erYGXZ10rJ7ZEx9PMEOZFkS9v3h3_3tQymjGoCRD2DK9MaZR9rFbg/s3392/20230529_211613.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2544" data-original-width="3392" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR6DYu3U_KKo9v0Tney7eqyYFQxiQn7nJq9EgZHjTpGYGXnyRAB5mcZNOKwHyxro-LR6nDgY1jtsPWYdwfOdr3A7T0k_RvrbYZ7aTkOXg72azaqH6bBRW5xxM8aqHNwBrKC5Y-erYGXZ10rJ7ZEx9PMEOZFkS9v3h3_3tQymjGoCRD2DK9MaZR9rFbg/w640-h480/20230529_211613.jpg" title="Rådhusplassen. København sentrum til Oslo sentrum. Nå gjenstår kun de siste bakkene hjem." width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rådhusplassen i Oslo. København sentrum til Oslo sentrum er et faktum. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22_KRSq4tbeiW6_LIsUUg2e_XsdVTPcILca9JIDoDJ9_CGqK5Os3vhLLlOPCONvKSFyc-XDs4zs165i8qhk9Y82hOJm9xBeXEW9HKWukqyn0ru-5Wm44bTsMWll2Tt4IvUTjJ0CwkP8IRkPB0rPaKfHlBY2bZYNFMSHgeshrxsifsOmfzuR8uvyaHSA/s4000/20230529_213343.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Rådhusplassen - nå gjenstår kun de siste bakkene hjem" border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22_KRSq4tbeiW6_LIsUUg2e_XsdVTPcILca9JIDoDJ9_CGqK5Os3vhLLlOPCONvKSFyc-XDs4zs165i8qhk9Y82hOJm9xBeXEW9HKWukqyn0ru-5Wm44bTsMWll2Tt4IvUTjJ0CwkP8IRkPB0rPaKfHlBY2bZYNFMSHgeshrxsifsOmfzuR8uvyaHSA/w640-h362/20230529_213343.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Epilogsykling fra Rådhusplassen og hjem. Nydelig solnedgang i Vigelandsparken. </td></tr></tbody></table><p>Svaret på hva jeg skal gjøre annerledes når jeg skal sykle turen på ny er klinkende klart: </p><p>1. Brukte båt i stedet for fly </p><p>2. Huske på å bestille medvind </p></div></div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-62162987516357651672021-12-05T14:36:00.013+01:002021-12-05T16:11:48.631+01:00Kina-Pakistan på Karakoram Highway i 1995<p>Den først store internasjonale sykkelturen var fra Kashgar i Kina til Rawalpindi i Pakistan på Karakoram Highway sommeren 1995 sammen med Espen Jensen. Noen kaller veien for verdens åttende underverk. Veien går gjennom Karakoram-fjellene i et svært sensitivt område der Kina, Afghanistan, India, Pakistan og Tajikistan nesten møtes. Inspirasjonen til turen kom fra en artikkel i Nathional Geographic. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuSUfrmmDZmJf7In-JFp85CULH0SU9MDhi67xFFvrG_m6mbjVd7dRLhHv81BF6BYTWefg9c71y3dzFulcQmVHpcuM67FiiPFz2LZEIy4eUcztJmhP-uspCNQ8QrF0AszQQAgevKGWm1X9H/s1288/20210803_162141.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Formiddag i Taklamakan-ørkenen i Xinjiang i Kina 1995" border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1288" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuSUfrmmDZmJf7In-JFp85CULH0SU9MDhi67xFFvrG_m6mbjVd7dRLhHv81BF6BYTWefg9c71y3dzFulcQmVHpcuM67FiiPFz2LZEIy4eUcztJmhP-uspCNQ8QrF0AszQQAgevKGWm1X9H/w640-h388/20210803_162141.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Formiddag i Taklamakan-ørkenen i Xinjiang i Kina 1995</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Vi reiste fra Fornebu flyplass lørdag 17. juni 1995 og ankom Kashgar i Kinas vestligste provins 4 dager senere etter opphold i Bejing og Ürümqi. </p><p>Flyturen til Kashgar var av det legendariske slaget med et eldgammelt Tupolev-fly som var leaset av Xinjiang Airlines fra Air Volga. Flyet både bråket, knirket og knaket og flysetet satt ikke ordentlig fast i gulvet. Akkompagnert av verdens høyeste musikk på et fly noensinne gjorde piloten flere styrtforsøk før han til slutt lykkes med å lande i Kashgar. </p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgca9BrbDw89Y20_afr-25EbFPnitJnI5pDc-RU_kjoRy1cb63Fh86G8AcQg3qGulwH5VpQBfmH36KW0vcQyID7_J_0nOS1fXXFzf7NIOXifwSnsyr53y1ZJP0g8lRjRPfdMA4T5ZwJp6-4/s1434/20210803_155325.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="866" data-original-width="1434" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgca9BrbDw89Y20_afr-25EbFPnitJnI5pDc-RU_kjoRy1cb63Fh86G8AcQg3qGulwH5VpQBfmH36KW0vcQyID7_J_0nOS1fXXFzf7NIOXifwSnsyr53y1ZJP0g8lRjRPfdMA4T5ZwJp6-4/w640-h386/20210803_155325.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption">Mausoleet til Afāq Khoja er det helligste muslimske stedet i Kasgar. 23.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFbN9dmod1cHlD3zU7hSlgS_k_k76HX_IeKt1kmi3wtdq0a2XtsQlhqSobsHdgGGg5MvmUauzzUjOl_AaC8Px85j5g2wUKfVoYQZLGR9D-7ZU3E-nJvHLLSxw2PHGz9CsykXrJmP17U3d/s780/20210803_155354.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="490" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFbN9dmod1cHlD3zU7hSlgS_k_k76HX_IeKt1kmi3wtdq0a2XtsQlhqSobsHdgGGg5MvmUauzzUjOl_AaC8Px85j5g2wUKfVoYQZLGR9D-7ZU3E-nJvHLLSxw2PHGz9CsykXrJmP17U3d/w402-h640/20210803_155354.jpg" width="402" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Afāq Khoja mausoleet 23.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1B1Ks4X23xPy3LS1mJd93302I-czwzGF5xccdG3Wt9oFJn8QiPGoAGz9achS0tuKl2cM-w35lj4IfwrSoXDJlxU7dHxz4QkH1bdoRCxjGjO8GnCGBa834Xe8V6-8gS6Hc8bAvVc0ohyphenhyphenLb/s780/20210803_155448.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="494" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1B1Ks4X23xPy3LS1mJd93302I-czwzGF5xccdG3Wt9oFJn8QiPGoAGz9achS0tuKl2cM-w35lj4IfwrSoXDJlxU7dHxz4QkH1bdoRCxjGjO8GnCGBa834Xe8V6-8gS6Hc8bAvVc0ohyphenhyphenLb/w406-h640/20210803_155448.jpg" width="406" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"According these things. You should pay money because here is not allowed to do it." </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTaKMmDmrvxAblRfwkS4P61h1ylcP3G6hVXBabrDFHRbGJnRLY8Xt_NS48thXrS0ZtzYe2ab0jmH8D2VzOWbg8D7TbXawCDpfuqVu9Zx8by23Bt2yebvCo2rda1uOuCbg_ednNwtipI6gt/s1734/20210803_155514.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1734" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTaKMmDmrvxAblRfwkS4P61h1ylcP3G6hVXBabrDFHRbGJnRLY8Xt_NS48thXrS0ZtzYe2ab0jmH8D2VzOWbg8D7TbXawCDpfuqVu9Zx8by23Bt2yebvCo2rda1uOuCbg_ednNwtipI6gt/w640-h288/20210803_155514.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De var kommersielle ved Afāq Khoja mausoleet helt tilbake i 1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4vAf17ZPBe7qwxhkAEOEHm68mOSFT2HRlMwAcLzIeLsDVnSBziAtNvLWS6hDb3whKQVA1UWXwzuoGNeItrudEBs_EsUq8razF8-Ay04gXUBL3QCKYXqiyksGWbjnklHS1h0TTOVEdKNT/s780/20210803_155604.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="503" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4vAf17ZPBe7qwxhkAEOEHm68mOSFT2HRlMwAcLzIeLsDVnSBziAtNvLWS6hDb3whKQVA1UWXwzuoGNeItrudEBs_EsUq8razF8-Ay04gXUBL3QCKYXqiyksGWbjnklHS1h0TTOVEdKNT/w412-h640/20210803_155604.jpg" width="412" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Id Kah moskeen i Kashgar er den største i Kina og kan huse 20.000 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>De første dagene tilbragte vi som turister i Kashgar. Det store høydepunktet var søndagsmarkedet som etter sigende skulle ha rundt 100.000 besøkende. Det var mange som ville snakke med oss når vi spiste lunsj eller middag og en av kveldende ble jeg så lei at jeg til slutt måtte be paret som ønsket å "practice english" om vi kunne få være alene. <div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbFPjCgkA1X9F-Gcakzv_9JJESSMOUh9-HX5MG34x0IG38cNXDy4rPI47WeOobgIzSHQEI1NXEOKUE7dHcKR7cOJNEYxPhbU1Ziz1dbkwvSkzoVGc_63CvjEOf2qn8d8iZvFkDQUj2ePy/s1734/20210803_155637.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1734" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbFPjCgkA1X9F-Gcakzv_9JJESSMOUh9-HX5MG34x0IG38cNXDy4rPI47WeOobgIzSHQEI1NXEOKUE7dHcKR7cOJNEYxPhbU1Ziz1dbkwvSkzoVGc_63CvjEOf2qn8d8iZvFkDQUj2ePy/w640-h288/20210803_155637.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Billet til Id Kah moskeen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzcz6G_k_juLKox7PBbShLn4-z8dn4VNAzrGSHFGLTrV6QHdCohHZOZHRbtSQV2-fQEpBxF2AODT7QAV6gL7dLbyrZk35CytHk-Msn4J5xfkDhUYx5d3ogI-wpNTxwnB1Np_tytaqsbFg/s1254/20210803_155708.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1254" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzcz6G_k_juLKox7PBbShLn4-z8dn4VNAzrGSHFGLTrV6QHdCohHZOZHRbtSQV2-fQEpBxF2AODT7QAV6gL7dLbyrZk35CytHk-Msn4J5xfkDhUYx5d3ogI-wpNTxwnB1Np_tytaqsbFg/w640-h398/20210803_155708.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi gjorde det hjemmekoselig på rommet på Seman Hotel i Kashgar</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_YT3qXr2QHPQKhgzBZH6xXsamL5_r_vTnlgwYJornUjyqajldlslQzoB33oLGL_OHGUb4nngWr4qGimcB2BKsUC0rgcCnCpcis35ab5whqWNUQlgXa1o0gcyxhfzYxclXoS6lLFJJSEk0/s1209/20210803_155732.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1209" height="412" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_YT3qXr2QHPQKhgzBZH6xXsamL5_r_vTnlgwYJornUjyqajldlslQzoB33oLGL_OHGUb4nngWr4qGimcB2BKsUC0rgcCnCpcis35ab5whqWNUQlgXa1o0gcyxhfzYxclXoS6lLFJJSEk0/w640-h412/20210803_155732.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Espen på Johns Cafe i Kashgar. Stedet man fikk informasjon før internett. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7TiYDmAGlFL9tXcye5QGPGmkmWJuWY_zDh_iXDfh6llaAV6yTefDL1IQuZ0xx4PbjhGVFpbaFrr7HD-MHN5V_DIHq0yopmGNdeVQY3OHc-zQCV2aCj3B1vEc1dOJjBFGryGZZGA1Z1D_/s1318/20210803_155756.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1318" height="378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7TiYDmAGlFL9tXcye5QGPGmkmWJuWY_zDh_iXDfh6llaAV6yTefDL1IQuZ0xx4PbjhGVFpbaFrr7HD-MHN5V_DIHq0yopmGNdeVQY3OHc-zQCV2aCj3B1vEc1dOJjBFGryGZZGA1Z1D_/w640-h378/20210803_155756.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Søndagsmarkedet i Kashgar tiltrekker seg opptil 100.000 besøkende 25.6.1995 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-MBsDcqYzkLV6SktUqgxvpJD_QLb3sm7jeuLZS21PoyoGejmdR63rN_qezz4F1r47ukH7iDB7gt4vAXGPEfeTN6w9bfa3RBFZyDrp1kDmzS57B3h1ZnH3Bc4uXJIqJm8h-M8Kwa3Ik9Y/s1229/20210803_155830.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1229" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-MBsDcqYzkLV6SktUqgxvpJD_QLb3sm7jeuLZS21PoyoGejmdR63rN_qezz4F1r47ukH7iDB7gt4vAXGPEfeTN6w9bfa3RBFZyDrp1kDmzS57B3h1ZnH3Bc4uXJIqJm8h-M8Kwa3Ik9Y/w640-h406/20210803_155830.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uighurene har ikke bare flotte hodeplagg, de snakker også tyrkisk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgRSu5NPU3KHjGSzFzXDWMENmsc3s3MaeFZp3gWLKwAUwAbt7dW2BOlemPi1GcK-rPLjLOIH4vlX1At1gnDS1XSaysPSSglc2rDIGrK1G0ktlu9GZcwEPi3aOiyS_3Moa9TPl0HyIQ3Ye/s1229/20210803_155905.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1229" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgRSu5NPU3KHjGSzFzXDWMENmsc3s3MaeFZp3gWLKwAUwAbt7dW2BOlemPi1GcK-rPLjLOIH4vlX1At1gnDS1XSaysPSSglc2rDIGrK1G0ktlu9GZcwEPi3aOiyS_3Moa9TPl0HyIQ3Ye/w640-h406/20210803_155905.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det sies at det eneste man ikke får på søndagsmarkedet i Kashgar er kyllingmelk og ku-egg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCZaZWi39rkxFfH-PsA9Exo2GY8k7Tv8pFlaO6WauiWKIM1vDBr2pmXz8-7Xa42Adi2twLVmX2er-CBiHqe28DAoxSzjKxnwwDQjIWSmf9aNgfS_CgT6CZTL4iPthakdRqeuu3XmVa2dm/s1224/20210803_160008.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1224" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCZaZWi39rkxFfH-PsA9Exo2GY8k7Tv8pFlaO6WauiWKIM1vDBr2pmXz8-7Xa42Adi2twLVmX2er-CBiHqe28DAoxSzjKxnwwDQjIWSmf9aNgfS_CgT6CZTL4iPthakdRqeuu3XmVa2dm/w640-h408/20210803_160008.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taxiene står og venter i utkanten av søndagsmarkedet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZrFwRGq2dYLm5TgESIxyWNIuBbijIZLdQZXVcAnlWqWj7D52aZ0BOyXaS6fs161mtAyp76ZcGzUqiZ4oZgIwjPFjNRdngDq_w0iQ4jSv6m8Bl2l_ypix8pmVuWX_eUmEGmfhh9kIrOXVK/s1254/20210803_160049.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1254" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZrFwRGq2dYLm5TgESIxyWNIuBbijIZLdQZXVcAnlWqWj7D52aZ0BOyXaS6fs161mtAyp76ZcGzUqiZ4oZgIwjPFjNRdngDq_w0iQ4jSv6m8Bl2l_ypix8pmVuWX_eUmEGmfhh9kIrOXVK/w640-h398/20210803_160049.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei gjennom høygaffel-avdelingen på søndagsmarkedet i Kashgar </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHtSPixQqmkuGCqqR_i8KGoTQI7xqXHAqvbtnDlhLDHPVaBCjVVXV4W9PHhzHUPPzMu2tczDtcAtFVIB87PPk4CntSAipAzboqMxvtgfoyKhl6khhK20Os0g4lni1CtcLNavs216PflW-3/s1171/20210803_160226.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1171" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHtSPixQqmkuGCqqR_i8KGoTQI7xqXHAqvbtnDlhLDHPVaBCjVVXV4W9PHhzHUPPzMu2tczDtcAtFVIB87PPk4CntSAipAzboqMxvtgfoyKhl6khhK20Os0g4lni1CtcLNavs216PflW-3/w640-h426/20210803_160226.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I Taklamakan-ørkenen første dag med sykling 26.6.1995. Lange busker av respekt for befolkningen</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj19g2xQ30V0kkl5CYMgLnmovqKKX23_nrm5admC8GjA3DiKTcndzq1eZe6AeFVAE_NBfmun69bbEW-CS0ZKOFamhfyjSr-QKLCkBy9M5bkM7NTRwYH9GEXwSfAE_47XT07y-wDlBRBnfCr/s780/20210803_160318.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="528" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj19g2xQ30V0kkl5CYMgLnmovqKKX23_nrm5admC8GjA3DiKTcndzq1eZe6AeFVAE_NBfmun69bbEW-CS0ZKOFamhfyjSr-QKLCkBy9M5bkM7NTRwYH9GEXwSfAE_47XT07y-wDlBRBnfCr/w434-h640/20210803_160318.jpg" width="434" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Koking av verdens bruneste vann i Ghez River Canyon 26.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Første overnatting var på den militære sjekkposten i Ghez. Vi spiste middag i et lite shabby rom sammen med de som bemannet sjekkposten og et par av vennene deres. De drakk sprit til den store gullmedaljen og da vi gikk og la oss i metallsengene med gamle skitne dyreskinn som madreass var de drita fulle alle sammen. Kl 01.30. kom sjefen for sjekkposten inn på rommet med pistolen i hånden og krevde kr 10 pr seng for overnattingen. Vi betalte fort.<div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRB3S2EC0CfSHY8I9LJgoOQe1PU4wkgYmf3y6JIOJCdsear30AaD2Fl4q_npPGyaTwrA71mwOO96ImyCj9FQqWzacjZcGyLR3U_LeovaIH4Q-xeb-MRS16StNDuYYBdQbGV1izSTwBC0x/s1368/20210803_160538.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1368" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRB3S2EC0CfSHY8I9LJgoOQe1PU4wkgYmf3y6JIOJCdsear30AaD2Fl4q_npPGyaTwrA71mwOO96ImyCj9FQqWzacjZcGyLR3U_LeovaIH4Q-xeb-MRS16StNDuYYBdQbGV1izSTwBC0x/w640-h364/20210803_160538.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Klatring opp til tynn luft - Ghez River Canyon 27.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF4p_bi8N2Nr02mNR01w_R0b8waRAFlfTSG5KE-63Yw4EB3CxDYGM1bysoigAy0hOW2c0vepasdddGCKWNMLaFuQBccd3NF_rkaXef3RlfeuC1DvDutgI0v6CL17zmPhM4H-4nTheb49T-/s1438/20210803_160559.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1438" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF4p_bi8N2Nr02mNR01w_R0b8waRAFlfTSG5KE-63Yw4EB3CxDYGM1bysoigAy0hOW2c0vepasdddGCKWNMLaFuQBccd3NF_rkaXef3RlfeuC1DvDutgI0v6CL17zmPhM4H-4nTheb49T-/w640-h348/20210803_160559.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Espen slapper av - Ghez River Canyon 27.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-OmvrUvXHcOlT-uM5DbM0OoQrET78fziclbJXCWuqIuhNOFAmiWKjbJulDuxwyKY_-a6yqcGCsJWGAd8d3ctwrQbekmQ6Peut48ytlIFUxKyouRvPkIiAZleDtVetpvLC67na8LuCuQD/s1196/20210803_160647.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1196" height="418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-OmvrUvXHcOlT-uM5DbM0OoQrET78fziclbJXCWuqIuhNOFAmiWKjbJulDuxwyKY_-a6yqcGCsJWGAd8d3ctwrQbekmQ6Peut48ytlIFUxKyouRvPkIiAZleDtVetpvLC67na8LuCuQD/w640-h418/20210803_160647.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det begynner og flate ut og bli drøyt vakkert 27.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAVPicKaY40tzNsXBLOzQn4cDm_bDCMF5UfSDYww1oW_AKhHK35sZbnDmSazvce5Zq8zHLYKgF2oqbmmRL5sF6zLgYAEM7nInWdy7TchdHnevW8jPVjO-xBjzforf-URzuWaKPSQEhvpa/s1243/20210803_160726.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1243" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAVPicKaY40tzNsXBLOzQn4cDm_bDCMF5UfSDYww1oW_AKhHK35sZbnDmSazvce5Zq8zHLYKgF2oqbmmRL5sF6zLgYAEM7nInWdy7TchdHnevW8jPVjO-xBjzforf-URzuWaKPSQEhvpa/w640-h402/20210803_160726.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pause i en høyfjellsørken 27.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUdQO-z28eaAFQK0UFB5q-odZXuId9aw1Jf4d4a-JIETkO20eqxu5tiClZtcRwXOR7q9GI31Dp3doG3-mo3w3qnPUzMf18xfImZOV9JtXr4YLLQeyF6JqardPbO8ck5EEC-j8aSmHbf8z/s1256/20210803_160746.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1256" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUdQO-z28eaAFQK0UFB5q-odZXuId9aw1Jf4d4a-JIETkO20eqxu5tiClZtcRwXOR7q9GI31Dp3doG3-mo3w3qnPUzMf18xfImZOV9JtXr4YLLQeyF6JqardPbO8ck5EEC-j8aSmHbf8z/w640-h398/20210803_160746.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kirgiz-nomade-kids ved Bulun Kul stiller opp for fotografen, 3.700 moh, 27.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQGtEkIxad60aIUqT1-WOD1xd8jG2LJfmt_QUALeSegLxT-YsTiqsRNOLlZZwUOt6M7lffFPRHKKcNOLOGX30fcRPhjr8_onlzPO0vcqAHzukuQ3L41SA1MavDUlzo59eCMcA3Cv44BOkq/s1734/20210803_160824.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1734" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQGtEkIxad60aIUqT1-WOD1xd8jG2LJfmt_QUALeSegLxT-YsTiqsRNOLlZZwUOt6M7lffFPRHKKcNOLOGX30fcRPhjr8_onlzPO0vcqAHzukuQ3L41SA1MavDUlzo59eCMcA3Cv44BOkq/w640-h288/20210803_160824.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nudler til middag på i en støvete og steinete leirplass </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Natt nummer to overnattet vi i telt på en støvete leirplass på høyfjellsplatået på vei til Kara Kul sjøen. Middagen bestod av nudler og tørt brød. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AwsatXKynE6wx1kzv4s5NGwEyzPd8yerP_m0EW4Fnjb2uA7vZRUIZieg3FhCJMf02gqs62TcXiyt4qFXL8XHpg9_SgV7sE_ZvcvOQ8V28TR6USmSU_ACfwNjyFXXE5azxfR3XAjIntkZ/s1733/20210803_160902.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1733" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AwsatXKynE6wx1kzv4s5NGwEyzPd8yerP_m0EW4Fnjb2uA7vZRUIZieg3FhCJMf02gqs62TcXiyt4qFXL8XHpg9_SgV7sE_ZvcvOQ8V28TR6USmSU_ACfwNjyFXXE5azxfR3XAjIntkZ/w640-h288/20210803_160902.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kameler beiter ved Karakul-sjøen (Svartsjøen) på 3.600 meters høyde 28.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOKOMsspflZOa5bqaa-pm9Co4mnse35YGgmSLPHHRKv0bCNJrCdldPyCTODArNSGABy7WXG_F902mqk0cZURYVQWQZMk_ed2RiqDbajaV0PfyYyvPeoz-KdJs5SxhpgvleXu7doXn7Zvpf/s1651/20210803_160930.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="779" data-original-width="1651" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOKOMsspflZOa5bqaa-pm9Co4mnse35YGgmSLPHHRKv0bCNJrCdldPyCTODArNSGABy7WXG_F902mqk0cZURYVQWQZMk_ed2RiqDbajaV0PfyYyvPeoz-KdJs5SxhpgvleXu7doXn7Zvpf/w640-h302/20210803_160930.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Muztagh Ata (Isfjellenes far) 7.509 moh der verdensrekorden i å sykle høyt er satt </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDF6qn1U3Nh_VAvWZNSYucjGZQzyMZgVYDv6EjUjrwfRN5dIqSEHuEE84ONA2cVUUdJb3pcprnHkX7XjLgRzVkIIQ5pJGXaFqgJr_XA3H2MaybYvwZemgUkg9B4iOdPqHk81B5Y8Rpws_c/s1706/20210803_161011.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="779" data-original-width="1706" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDF6qn1U3Nh_VAvWZNSYucjGZQzyMZgVYDv6EjUjrwfRN5dIqSEHuEE84ONA2cVUUdJb3pcprnHkX7XjLgRzVkIIQ5pJGXaFqgJr_XA3H2MaybYvwZemgUkg9B4iOdPqHk81B5Y8Rpws_c/w640-h292/20210803_161011.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nydelig leirplass for mitt gamle Fjällreven-telt på Subash platået, 4.000 moh </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquORZR7OBMA_1gulfruJP4flqQ14WquJT8UHT4quz5icLZxzP8gydJ4QdGfR_Mno34ZLNgnon-o0wVryDsJ5BZZy1Zu5p-xlUiXzXwfnt5qKpi1Urj6VW7_ZA15SCIxl_9qTK3fUp7Xzz/s1600/20210803_161059.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1600" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquORZR7OBMA_1gulfruJP4flqQ14WquJT8UHT4quz5icLZxzP8gydJ4QdGfR_Mno34ZLNgnon-o0wVryDsJ5BZZy1Zu5p-xlUiXzXwfnt5qKpi1Urj6VW7_ZA15SCIxl_9qTK3fUp7Xzz/w640-h312/20210803_161059.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kirgiz- eller Tadjik-gravplass i Tagh Arma </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguGSTuC0jAgsx2fDmrfeqCEzy0BmgQRNDK8115ULBBGrjg_0Igq-ScaaJQi35uY11aNi7kyl-ZQFpIIIefd_4w8xa4bs7zXmjYn4PnB4rxzql49zD1VOpK6qMPycKz0HKJj8xYrPuYYTn6/s1733/20210803_161148.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1733" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguGSTuC0jAgsx2fDmrfeqCEzy0BmgQRNDK8115ULBBGrjg_0Igq-ScaaJQi35uY11aNi7kyl-ZQFpIIIefd_4w8xa4bs7zXmjYn4PnB4rxzql49zD1VOpK6qMPycKz0HKJj8xYrPuYYTn6/w640-h288/20210803_161148.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kald og vakker morgenstund 29.6.1995</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCqpHdIzLKk-2kTO3YEfsIQkOftT4wwmv3n6_qNXA79J4jAsbVlhDVIovb-HlbNYptkq2hhsS2s_WNvMmAvewOZs5zxG4EuqVNKldByOrA7izeBzs2pRXSZg9BsFZiVjU5tCY9HF1wNuzN/s1396/20210803_161305.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1396" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCqpHdIzLKk-2kTO3YEfsIQkOftT4wwmv3n6_qNXA79J4jAsbVlhDVIovb-HlbNYptkq2hhsS2s_WNvMmAvewOZs5zxG4EuqVNKldByOrA7izeBzs2pRXSZg9BsFZiVjU5tCY9HF1wNuzN/w640-h358/20210803_161305.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To kule gutter i Tashkurgan (Stein-tårn), 3.100 moh </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3PlBnsmZ0goNQ1fKS6Xk5iHVd9pppeAGOPjNw8XnMPSoMEZpFoIgMh_mUSZIIm7_HhiJvj2S8NLZ3v28HAOgYvfwytB1C99H8AsqYHm2E2H461drr3BdQTfNsg-l7bhUdVyfHNA7Edd6s/s1444/20210803_161334.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1444" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3PlBnsmZ0goNQ1fKS6Xk5iHVd9pppeAGOPjNw8XnMPSoMEZpFoIgMh_mUSZIIm7_HhiJvj2S8NLZ3v28HAOgYvfwytB1C99H8AsqYHm2E2H461drr3BdQTfNsg-l7bhUdVyfHNA7Edd6s/w640-h346/20210803_161334.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kameraet til Espen var populært i Tashkurgan</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJVKRsoHkX0Jp1R0IL0oJ-k7JcMMhHX_kMdnBhZZKnY6EKa6_GnLApbCC8cbd71KUF4iRjAa-vfGmnCUuA4l67OR9zS6ZfD7XsihhQ_EviwCI-3w-BRYSdHA2sONRd_QG-cV9gHlJEVzD/s1550/20210803_161412.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1550" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigJVKRsoHkX0Jp1R0IL0oJ-k7JcMMhHX_kMdnBhZZKnY6EKa6_GnLApbCC8cbd71KUF4iRjAa-vfGmnCUuA4l67OR9zS6ZfD7XsihhQ_EviwCI-3w-BRYSdHA2sONRd_QG-cV9gHlJEVzD/w640-h322/20210803_161412.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Buzkashi i Tashkurgan - en død geit er ball - 20 mann til hest på hvert lag<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Dag 4 kom vi frem til Tashkurgan - en høyfjellsby langs de gamle karavanerutene der majoriteten av befolkningen er tadjiker. Vi var de eneste turistene i byen og ble invitert ned på en stor gresslette nedenfor byen der det skulle spilles buzkashi - en blanding av polo og rugby med en geiteskrott som ball. Jeg fikk tilbud om å være med, men nøyde meg å sitte på hesten i utkanten av kamparenaen. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgv9lxESwJqY9lfxoULsOkfRa-gcSjuHzKzUl-XqZNmrzqMCd_rdwZ_qPPJNj7Qkj1xEQ5bUd8ISSUTbD3xHLmoLHM59XNw1A8CSuBEbWyzPHC984tWNN19cOV5HXspW6URMSn0vdFAZj/s1448/20210803_161518.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1448" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgv9lxESwJqY9lfxoULsOkfRa-gcSjuHzKzUl-XqZNmrzqMCd_rdwZ_qPPJNj7Qkj1xEQ5bUd8ISSUTbD3xHLmoLHM59XNw1A8CSuBEbWyzPHC984tWNN19cOV5HXspW6URMSn0vdFAZj/w640-h344/20210803_161518.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Siden jeg er så god til å ri fikk jeg en hest uten sadel for å delta på buzkashi</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8ffcwnzPz2Hln7-QIdu932QT3yjyU9lOxVyCmAOUrEkTpdW6FgoF00yYxAlf2PUA1BkWLDJBJFsSqh6m4GUguhrUL9uT-e-n3Ei1btn2bJX9N8QtXh-NsqYmuKABaIgHW_OSHvddog45/s1560/20210803_161554.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1560" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8ffcwnzPz2Hln7-QIdu932QT3yjyU9lOxVyCmAOUrEkTpdW6FgoF00yYxAlf2PUA1BkWLDJBJFsSqh6m4GUguhrUL9uT-e-n3Ei1btn2bJX9N8QtXh-NsqYmuKABaIgHW_OSHvddog45/w640-h320/20210803_161554.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det går hardt for seg i kampen om "ballen" I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvOER0vX9S_X9T1xCZaNDZQEVD6r4FbJzFY5YeCSpFfgGvQVWg2f_W0Krwu91Adt3j4fiPh3sAAvAUhZmn2l_HBnhR64MizDL-tuiwdk34_PaBqcWureBbmqXC8Sr6pGnRR8Tx04_Sk_VQ/s1733/20210803_161637.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1733" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvOER0vX9S_X9T1xCZaNDZQEVD6r4FbJzFY5YeCSpFfgGvQVWg2f_W0Krwu91Adt3j4fiPh3sAAvAUhZmn2l_HBnhR64MizDL-tuiwdk34_PaBqcWureBbmqXC8Sr6pGnRR8Tx04_Sk_VQ/w640-h288/20210803_161637.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det går hardt for seg i kampen om "ballen" II</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWKEuKq-nHxOhd1nQF4HNf1p5UZlCg_QOrtCLeDS62tlNbWzUN-UCb_4kaHafwcsdfBDbN-D0qazJ4-M3YXdEUWKW4s5muD3mF1YLJTQ_bQSdT1xxuwYbDqPyeUHyzb9M-LWIgjC7ArWR/s780/20210803_161708.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="525" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWKEuKq-nHxOhd1nQF4HNf1p5UZlCg_QOrtCLeDS62tlNbWzUN-UCb_4kaHafwcsdfBDbN-D0qazJ4-M3YXdEUWKW4s5muD3mF1YLJTQ_bQSdT1xxuwYbDqPyeUHyzb9M-LWIgjC7ArWR/w430-h640/20210803_161708.jpg" width="430" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi fikk mange nye venner i Tashkurgan I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtf-uE2Ci45ZiSEMLz5tfJzXG__SlKwVLQRZDe4a-c9pe_kSDCrXccm-VD8AI15V0CxGjgwzIHY9wtm93hwAlxgweb0UKacpoYh9FUuNJjJ6n7tVwU0OjHDLRBFyizSmAMJSVOORSMdnJk/s780/20210803_161737.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="518" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtf-uE2Ci45ZiSEMLz5tfJzXG__SlKwVLQRZDe4a-c9pe_kSDCrXccm-VD8AI15V0CxGjgwzIHY9wtm93hwAlxgweb0UKacpoYh9FUuNJjJ6n7tVwU0OjHDLRBFyizSmAMJSVOORSMdnJk/w426-h640/20210803_161737.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi fikk mange nye venner i Tashkurgan II</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfTFIyj7vi7MB8CPvZkymHLVUECDwDWrARH_cBmKyXInYxdWgDnSs0F_qKxx0QWZSvmKt4cLd_9qbJD3JEtXKN4vXtPA3Fo_QggqSawrN31SXabECXRMGz-x9zkluU-mhHHQemchJCZcKQ/s1145/20210803_161816.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1145" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfTFIyj7vi7MB8CPvZkymHLVUECDwDWrARH_cBmKyXInYxdWgDnSs0F_qKxx0QWZSvmKt4cLd_9qbJD3JEtXKN4vXtPA3Fo_QggqSawrN31SXabECXRMGz-x9zkluU-mhHHQemchJCZcKQ/w640-h436/20210803_161816.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi fikk mange nye venner i Tashkurgan III</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Nq9qhIMB-ZfKO2xsSdSI8TbPfQ1Ebgh2DqE_8rTxDfpMGIiEbxuAqEWGoGV3YK5SYq5K2Kp-hzLvICSj6UsoowkdO55jmkCX_tB3NVTVY8wHYJ3MuDI1n8w3G996hZa7TGJLINPVWK1U/s1511/20210803_161854.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1511" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Nq9qhIMB-ZfKO2xsSdSI8TbPfQ1Ebgh2DqE_8rTxDfpMGIiEbxuAqEWGoGV3YK5SYq5K2Kp-hzLvICSj6UsoowkdO55jmkCX_tB3NVTVY8wHYJ3MuDI1n8w3G996hZa7TGJLINPVWK1U/w640-h330/20210803_161854.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tajik-kvinnene har flotte klær I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5wEi7s7Vgw0ZK1Vab5v_Lk7GPl1HZGnEqKno-RsF1BO9cw6_e0xEgBWxoF81XaQlCxNGVgquphbjbMCdUs67J-gsJ2bI7jEySoc_-y5ETEAoWrFi5Q_igOw8tTmxglvzVHiLBbUPjFG_/s1592/20210803_161945.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1592" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5wEi7s7Vgw0ZK1Vab5v_Lk7GPl1HZGnEqKno-RsF1BO9cw6_e0xEgBWxoF81XaQlCxNGVgquphbjbMCdUs67J-gsJ2bI7jEySoc_-y5ETEAoWrFi5Q_igOw8tTmxglvzVHiLBbUPjFG_/w640-h314/20210803_161945.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tajik-kvinnene har flotte klær II</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDs7axqJUa2qeus7zmDje3pQT9w64jXKNdImWolb9zkf0BmoWXXu5cJOThLBo0nHbEUyU6ZvhFVi5J_BzkaFAEoh_JlRvQJ6iGZr9pLJfCt9UsgT0c2ddnXORNK4jFGOwVqNelRaQGsOoQ/s780/20210803_162038.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDs7axqJUa2qeus7zmDje3pQT9w64jXKNdImWolb9zkf0BmoWXXu5cJOThLBo0nHbEUyU6ZvhFVi5J_BzkaFAEoh_JlRvQJ6iGZr9pLJfCt9UsgT0c2ddnXORNK4jFGOwVqNelRaQGsOoQ/w394-h640/20210803_162038.jpg" width="394" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fargerikt hotell i Tashkurgan. Ikke noe vann, da alle vannrør hadde frosset om vinteren</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIjRy-GKlW8ofuomFZcBzTgC2r2IegjSqrYUW7y151IBZbcNDoLzsMGXO6hyphenhyphenoA1Y8clVzSazkMjgVxSo0_WsHCRtIhT6_r7ZTyZYg4JfXSD_iPEBHny7FQcRtjSn7r7TN8-emr7QXM5Xa4/s780/20210803_162107.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="377" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIjRy-GKlW8ofuomFZcBzTgC2r2IegjSqrYUW7y151IBZbcNDoLzsMGXO6hyphenhyphenoA1Y8clVzSazkMjgVxSo0_WsHCRtIhT6_r7ZTyZYg4JfXSD_iPEBHny7FQcRtjSn7r7TN8-emr7QXM5Xa4/w310-h640/20210803_162107.jpg" width="310" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To tajik-jenter vi møtte like ved grensen til Afghanistan </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUuA88r2du1ScrEn7Cup_ZDsU6F16q7UWaOnAmOr4G825BpMrbscTRXC2NCSnrT5Sr99ht4sGDZJFQRETE2Y2C6J437W0KRZwE4rMc33LRfcLXv2C1rzs8CKR7Ucoit37G-F91ee2X1Pm/s1520/20210803_162218.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1520" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUuA88r2du1ScrEn7Cup_ZDsU6F16q7UWaOnAmOr4G825BpMrbscTRXC2NCSnrT5Sr99ht4sGDZJFQRETE2Y2C6J437W0KRZwE4rMc33LRfcLXv2C1rzs8CKR7Ucoit37G-F91ee2X1Pm/w640-h328/20210803_162218.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fjellene inni dalen ligger i Afghanistan (Wakhankorridoren) <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Etter en overnatting i Tashkurgan fortsatte vi i retning Pakistan. Vi passerte ganske tett på grensen til Afghanistan og kunne se inn på de afghanske fjellene. Utpå dagen kom vi til en sjekkpost ved en kinesisk militærleir. Soldatene fikk prøve syklene våre, som hadde sykkelcomputere, og vi satt lenge utenfor leiren mens den syklet opp og ned langs veien. </div><div><br /></div><div>Vi fikk overnatte i militærleiren og spiste middagen sammen med kommandanten. Til dessert fikk vi en boks med hermetisk ananas hver som smakte herlig etter flere dager med nudler. Etter middag spilte Espen biljard med en soldat med tre striper på uniformen. Jeg slo kommandanten i bordtennis takket være en oppvekst med bordtennisbord i kjellerstuen. Kommandanten ble sur over tapet og vi så ikke noe mer til ham i løpet av kvelden. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguloazOr6LHog8Axf35wDM3Dms9ZTF5M_vuPPQ34IJ0Qf0eK0yEkr8aC0TyL2nWRIl1ooDpGfF9xzh3UYV-n97LDeXCW2u2s8M-zt08TJbdpuByC-ygUuOFOzf1VjakFXJfHzoKrCDPKC0/s1233/20210803_162309.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1233" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguloazOr6LHog8Axf35wDM3Dms9ZTF5M_vuPPQ34IJ0Qf0eK0yEkr8aC0TyL2nWRIl1ooDpGfF9xzh3UYV-n97LDeXCW2u2s8M-zt08TJbdpuByC-ygUuOFOzf1VjakFXJfHzoKrCDPKC0/w640-h404/20210803_162309.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kaldt, fuktig og tungt. Pause på vei opp til Khunjerab-passet</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_061umb7E_a9Uo7UbClIboV67E8IsZH5-Eh5Yy94UEG-SNZOwjguISvW9BNW9oowYh5B8sYzLjO5GRFXsRgpGyZXtHZduKCbLnRWkNd2-Wjvwr5o2QBooa2gg4yAb_K0dN7xaBn5NPZ5/s1639/20210803_162343.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="779" data-original-width="1639" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_061umb7E_a9Uo7UbClIboV67E8IsZH5-Eh5Yy94UEG-SNZOwjguISvW9BNW9oowYh5B8sYzLjO5GRFXsRgpGyZXtHZduKCbLnRWkNd2-Wjvwr5o2QBooa2gg4yAb_K0dN7xaBn5NPZ5/w640-h304/20210803_162343.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På toppen av Khunjerabpasset (blodkløften), ca 4.700 moh, møtes Kina og Pakistan<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>En hard klatring til grensepasset på ca 4.700 meter ventet. Det var vått og kaldt og gikk usigelig sakte. På den siste militære sjekkposten før grensen byttet vi bort noen norske 1-kronestykker til soldatene og de ble veldig blide og fornøyde. </div><div><br /></div><div>Etter posering på toppen satte vi utfor en flere mil lang nedoverbakke til den pakistanske grensebyen Sust. Vi hadde ikke tenkt på at det var venstrekjøring i Pakistan, og holdt på å krasje med en buss som kom mot oss på "feil" side av veien i en bratt kurve. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMq2Px4XH1QxcilXTb-pdgzUl7iSLIa5ynVKN2WfobkykEZQuJ4rsi5CgpqBCvdYfYSvzk1s_9wIQwvWFl16Y1g1cHhh_d7aE3_uA_XzeGC-BTsEhzmF_8OkwywTTkfNxtBQzfj1IMdMSK/s1218/20210803_162449.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1218" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMq2Px4XH1QxcilXTb-pdgzUl7iSLIa5ynVKN2WfobkykEZQuJ4rsi5CgpqBCvdYfYSvzk1s_9wIQwvWFl16Y1g1cHhh_d7aE3_uA_XzeGC-BTsEhzmF_8OkwywTTkfNxtBQzfj1IMdMSK/w640-h410/20210803_162449.jpg" title="Vakre fjell i Nord-Pakistan" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakre fjell ved Sust i Nord-Pakistan</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmMgFmN5D4vCksFtHJE1yBReEyzjfK-oKmV68waV5FW3Nm_MwZm7qGyeYXxgqwGL2n3WfDT1-HuS-xZEQy40ALaWCGGtc6hQJNqQslrZCveiF0PV4ShgBL089lY2_g9gbodcuEnabYgsb/s780/original_e47c0944-5cd6-4505-8d3d-593e189a408f_20210803_162714.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="423" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmMgFmN5D4vCksFtHJE1yBReEyzjfK-oKmV68waV5FW3Nm_MwZm7qGyeYXxgqwGL2n3WfDT1-HuS-xZEQy40ALaWCGGtc6hQJNqQslrZCveiF0PV4ShgBL089lY2_g9gbodcuEnabYgsb/w348-h640/original_e47c0944-5cd6-4505-8d3d-593e189a408f_20210803_162714.jpg" width="348" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grenseløst vakker i Khudabad ved Hunza-elven i Nord-Pakistan</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Rundt Sust var det usigelig vakkert, og vi tilbragte en dag på tur i fjellene rundt byen. Kvelden ble tilbragt på et vertshus i byen der alle reisende satt rundt samme bord og fortalte skrøner til hverandre. Strømmen var borte om kvelden, men levende lys og gasslamper skapte fin stemning. </div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCKP1vJZS3C8RXEv2sOoMRy3giO_f29Y_pFce9TCMpNpc6M_YhwAAy0VjNBqrw8YvnUnEfUSSmhKXUjiGzRVoMj33s-Wf6VhbU_mn5KCtHAwQYe4eST4tToBhtLXw-wOOT_v6sHi0-4xhO/s1260/20210803_162521.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1260" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCKP1vJZS3C8RXEv2sOoMRy3giO_f29Y_pFce9TCMpNpc6M_YhwAAy0VjNBqrw8YvnUnEfUSSmhKXUjiGzRVoMj33s-Wf6VhbU_mn5KCtHAwQYe4eST4tToBhtLXw-wOOT_v6sHi0-4xhO/w640-h396/20210803_162521.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp fjellene ved Khudabad og Sust i Pakistan </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LJLrssKq3gTQ5ZAJtZfSgy72gnPmEgvnBm6I_r1Dxy9YSnnOZZI-ZpHaZxJaNd8XLcIVDW7nFzvyELdf485zxhWPZZABXQxHnDRas8_qatX7XjmGd7P4cqSZ8yz3Ql_zqA5hb9au0-L7/s1349/20210803_162544.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1349" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7LJLrssKq3gTQ5ZAJtZfSgy72gnPmEgvnBm6I_r1Dxy9YSnnOZZI-ZpHaZxJaNd8XLcIVDW7nFzvyELdf485zxhWPZZABXQxHnDRas8_qatX7XjmGd7P4cqSZ8yz3Ql_zqA5hb9au0-L7/w640-h370/20210803_162544.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt i verdensklasse I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eY1aMaOrbZlWvgoo0eZrPlr7u2sIRmrspv57-HjnS2I1oYQZjAbIUyWqsE9e6FfDGeEVa4sEv3RwkwUuk8AL-SBhfuXPljlCfVtYQ5xkfJAVgNywdarIF6Ra4iRVd69N6Xm76jXc3Idp/s780/20210803_162620.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="468" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eY1aMaOrbZlWvgoo0eZrPlr7u2sIRmrspv57-HjnS2I1oYQZjAbIUyWqsE9e6FfDGeEVa4sEv3RwkwUuk8AL-SBhfuXPljlCfVtYQ5xkfJAVgNywdarIF6Ra4iRVd69N6Xm76jXc3Idp/w384-h640/20210803_162620.jpg" width="384" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt i verdensklasse II</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8fP1XaD8XtuUXYwxMUYdSm9OZsthydg6aJBHEsiM7PqHXIWYQN4tHFJ32jiyBDVXzQ350ahDLwzv7VSH0OlcZQ-6ERemV-eB5sFzfokwSPc5ej6XID9muBZjpSVrmXVbNKNMTqndSqKV/s780/20210803_162758.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="490" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8fP1XaD8XtuUXYwxMUYdSm9OZsthydg6aJBHEsiM7PqHXIWYQN4tHFJ32jiyBDVXzQ350ahDLwzv7VSH0OlcZQ-6ERemV-eB5sFzfokwSPc5ej6XID9muBZjpSVrmXVbNKNMTqndSqKV/w402-h640/20210803_162758.jpg" width="402" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hunza-elven krysses på tvilsom hengebro ved Passu i Pakistan </td></tr></tbody></table>fv<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHEuE5LEAVmsmYjLHDOWGWzHOTH8eiHcvi3hLlW_ZYp6Jcblfxs_Eohm_3lSxGRMEnbsCkfmLJ0G0whUGE-9-R8XCE0xuG7Mjwa4PUQkv9Pd7Kjh-Dp9o4y92S2h5NdQ9eDn6sUYFLUbXi/s1733/20210803_162825.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1733" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHEuE5LEAVmsmYjLHDOWGWzHOTH8eiHcvi3hLlW_ZYp6Jcblfxs_Eohm_3lSxGRMEnbsCkfmLJ0G0whUGE-9-R8XCE0xuG7Mjwa4PUQkv9Pd7Kjh-Dp9o4y92S2h5NdQ9eDn6sUYFLUbXi/w640-h288/20210803_162825.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg holder meg fast under kryssingen av Hunza-elven<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Fra Sust syklet vi til Passu der vi tok inn på et vertshus. Vi gikk på en lang tur som inkluderte kryssing av Hunza-elven på to legendariske hengbroer og et stiparti som ikke egnet seg for de med høydeskrekk, eller for den saks skyld andre former for skrekk. Vi fortsatte til Boritsjøen der vi spiste lunsj på gjestehuset og pratet med et par fra Sør Afrika og New Zealand som hadde tenkt å gjøre noe så lurt som å gå flere dager i fjellene uten kart og kompass. De kunne fortelle at to engelskmenn hadde forsvunnet i fjellene rett over oss, men at ryggsekkene deres var funnet på en fjelltopp dagen før. </div><div><br /></div><div>Vi gikk deretter og deretter til Borit Gar med god utsikt over den svarte Passu-breen og tok en terrengkurs tilbake til hoteller i varmt og krevende morene-terreng. Syv timer etter vi startet var vi tilbake på gjestehuset. </div><div><br /></div><div>Kvelden ble tilbragt sammen med to irriterende amerikanere som skrøt hemningsløst av uinteressante opplevelser på reisene sine og den hyggelige sønnen i huset som til vanlig studerte medisin i Islamabad. </div><div><br /></div><div>Vi bodde på gjestehuset en natt til og benyttet anledning til klesvask og sjekk av syklene. De irriterende amerikanerne dro videre og kvelden ble tilbragt med de hyggelige Karen og Joost fra Nederland og Nigel og Matt fra Australia. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_xLvs46bpr01KdcjmLEYtBrvNhB1c2_kFIiUT3NGn1VsTbWGgeXcnHKeJDOwqyvH3zEPre2mOUXCvl1cU8eVwFrAB_9zsAlVlCUvbvpjPkssD8kZU-8mI8LeyZAMpaYZf66v4LVG2yTqq/s1167/20210803_162900.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1167" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_xLvs46bpr01KdcjmLEYtBrvNhB1c2_kFIiUT3NGn1VsTbWGgeXcnHKeJDOwqyvH3zEPre2mOUXCvl1cU8eVwFrAB_9zsAlVlCUvbvpjPkssD8kZU-8mI8LeyZAMpaYZf66v4LVG2yTqq/w640-h428/20210803_162900.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under 1 av 10 stryker med når de går på denne stien på stein som er stablet i den bratte fjellsiden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkqTj90NT-fTcrTcLSVZVZhpjHtkJYZybYzYR56M64Mv3X-06Sp72fb2cs0C8xeQr6FZTeTDiSO9eqClqk645ArFK1yjk2kCzbYtPGzFAUxzxPIQMT-u0oYpRoUQ2LI9IxKrYiPYL6M7s/s1373/20210803_162931.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1373" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkqTj90NT-fTcrTcLSVZVZhpjHtkJYZybYzYR56M64Mv3X-06Sp72fb2cs0C8xeQr6FZTeTDiSO9eqClqk645ArFK1yjk2kCzbYtPGzFAUxzxPIQMT-u0oYpRoUQ2LI9IxKrYiPYL6M7s/w640-h364/20210803_162931.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spennende å forsere stien med "sjøgang" i kroppen etter mange dager på sykkelen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRmVs9kcXp6wYLKgowItxBqGY7mlLNKgNEkso8yLiQyeLqRbzPc1XcexlM_Vb9IQyl0H7myCbMNq_yZwayx0WhLlat889HvZUVRoCKq1NokGC4Ck3gzbGa7KjkyAFTt_SXyqjOBnhHAWnW/s1178/20210803_163011.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1178" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRmVs9kcXp6wYLKgowItxBqGY7mlLNKgNEkso8yLiQyeLqRbzPc1XcexlM_Vb9IQyl0H7myCbMNq_yZwayx0WhLlat889HvZUVRoCKq1NokGC4Ck3gzbGa7KjkyAFTt_SXyqjOBnhHAWnW/w640-h424/20210803_163011.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den berømte Hussaini-hengebroen venter de som overlever turen den hasardiøse stien</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthV38FIbantyMl3shbeJWHiRiA_uB1pUyYo28i_6F83lesRL6c6t84z5Br39KxvExPlx8RIC5OQQ02bMBjcMQOUQSFYxJY7m4VoyOspkeuXzMQyI0X5MWVThigl6cxaG6UNPOiqI2KRGQ/s780/20210803_163051.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="456" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthV38FIbantyMl3shbeJWHiRiA_uB1pUyYo28i_6F83lesRL6c6t84z5Br39KxvExPlx8RIC5OQQ02bMBjcMQOUQSFYxJY7m4VoyOspkeuXzMQyI0X5MWVThigl6cxaG6UNPOiqI2KRGQ/w374-h640/20210803_163051.jpg" width="374" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi traff Nigel og Matt fra Australia langs veien og syklet til Karimabad sammen med dem</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-H5W2RdYOfM8J8UI-Mn6ycmPGIYjmhPkMUL0Q66Rf6anoukuC6lXpmkgOHzUBZgQc2Ua6koNwS4Hr9n-KiAzOXtn2uKqDFj802IvM_BRIuIBLCKexl7MjXQGVyrRMrL4sf9kpOLH8-feA/s780/20210803_163122.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="432" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-H5W2RdYOfM8J8UI-Mn6ycmPGIYjmhPkMUL0Q66Rf6anoukuC6lXpmkgOHzUBZgQc2Ua6koNwS4Hr9n-KiAzOXtn2uKqDFj802IvM_BRIuIBLCKexl7MjXQGVyrRMrL4sf9kpOLH8-feA/w354-h640/20210803_163122.jpg" width="354" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ulik standard på Karakoram Highway</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxqr8YmnfKqZV6w3VQZulDQpWAmRlx0lKswQfkmZ7EhQ9TvXeC5oTl0gKbuwOEUXSxaFyAJfEnkN90yTa1smef8eIdAZwz5qFXdsPTY_10HQbQLfbdJX-1ga0hQ7yMWMxY-ghJo_6mHh9/s1266/20210803_163153.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1266" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxqr8YmnfKqZV6w3VQZulDQpWAmRlx0lKswQfkmZ7EhQ9TvXeC5oTl0gKbuwOEUXSxaFyAJfEnkN90yTa1smef8eIdAZwz5qFXdsPTY_10HQbQLfbdJX-1ga0hQ7yMWMxY-ghJo_6mHh9/w640-h394/20210803_163153.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Avslappende ettermiddag på gjestehuset i Karimabad <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Neste stopp på veien var i den vakkert beliggende landsbyen Karimabad. De siste 2 kilometerne til byen gikk opp en vanvittig bratt bakke fra Hunza-elven og vi var ganske pumpa da vi kom frem. Vi tok inn på Hunza Inn der rommene var slitne, men terrassen var verdt prisen alene. I likhet med hva som skulle vise seg å være tilfelle i resten av landsbyene nedover i dalen var hasj-lukten temmelig tilstedeværende i byen, særlig der de eldre mennene satt sammen i skyggen. Når religionen ikke tillater alkohol finner man seg et annet rusmiddel i stedet. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmS58bo7ILnIeScB5ZbYTVuN7qW8JMstEUeZ-7jc_5dPS441IwtG-mfBOGbC0U28Jhkw7Xc0l7rm4Pd7NxZxD1ki9kOyMlEcVWC8wGLqII__ZAhoSqr_PhX_1WLV841p0VPFOWqCl6Zad/s1364/20210803_163219.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1364" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmS58bo7ILnIeScB5ZbYTVuN7qW8JMstEUeZ-7jc_5dPS441IwtG-mfBOGbC0U28Jhkw7Xc0l7rm4Pd7NxZxD1ki9kOyMlEcVWC8wGLqII__ZAhoSqr_PhX_1WLV841p0VPFOWqCl6Zad/w640-h366/20210803_163219.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baltit fort ved Karimabad</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtv8zwSw7KLDP9zxPxm-CXt82bCI0ATgz17j8nK9AiyPJNKkxCCq12K49n2y8cp7hSpCHzDvLgP4JIKfHxKWlSQjImhRomWKJDssD6O_-DRIYYrkuKvxip6TMXLmKEekdevjE5HuAyLY4/s1365/20210803_163259.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1365" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigtv8zwSw7KLDP9zxPxm-CXt82bCI0ATgz17j8nK9AiyPJNKkxCCq12K49n2y8cp7hSpCHzDvLgP4JIKfHxKWlSQjImhRomWKJDssD6O_-DRIYYrkuKvxip6TMXLmKEekdevjE5HuAyLY4/w640-h366/20210803_163259.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Espen ved Ultar Base Camp. Ultar ble først besteget i 1996, men mange døde i forsøk i årene før</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Fra Karimabad gikk vi fjelltur til Ultar Base Camp. Toppen av Ultar var det nest høyeste fjellet som ikke var besteget, men mange hadde forsøkt seg. I årene før vi var der hadde det vært 15 mislykkede ekspedisjoner og mange hadde endt med dødsfall. Langs ruten vi vandret opp til basecamp var det flere plaketter til minne om døde klatrere. Året etter vårt besøk lykkes en japansk ekspedisjon å nå toppen. Det gikk stadig ras høyt oppe i fjellet som hørtes ut som torden. <br /><br />Etter flere dager med vegetarkost, som var det eneste man fikk tak i, kom vi over en liten takterasse i byen som serverte en tørr og mager kylling. Det smakte herlig og vi kom i topp humør bege to. Da vi kom tilbake til gjestehuset lå alle naboene våre på terrassen og røyket billig hasj. De kunne fortelle at verken på gjestehuset hadde blitt veldig lei seg da han hadde hørt at vi hadde valgt å spise middag et annet sted.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OAhisnOW8UtrSU2kPFASmv_EZZsvN80QTpKwCV2J3_7jfBz2cMEXAG-2zFmQLB6U0AZaPPrFOyFMFFj9w8GSbCF8bLvsq0u6tyEBSPxURHDU5rA0O0NCrZ5Ct4jF2SaxzfT7n822AJQh/s780/20210803_163324.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="428" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OAhisnOW8UtrSU2kPFASmv_EZZsvN80QTpKwCV2J3_7jfBz2cMEXAG-2zFmQLB6U0AZaPPrFOyFMFFj9w8GSbCF8bLvsq0u6tyEBSPxURHDU5rA0O0NCrZ5Ct4jF2SaxzfT7n822AJQh/w352-h640/20210803_163324.jpg" width="352" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lesestund ved Ultar Base Camp </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMNV-TjN60jtYs7gdqBu6np_0j3RczELxWZwi9180S6SUxj9AMPf9S1C4rcxEiVRj2CRIAHyrKF2Yn0QnV0tUk-F467qqJn03Y8j5a9j5Y3H0onx1wiNVBRXdvtYvbsj25FrzpL6OVXOy/s1401/20210803_163423.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1401" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMNV-TjN60jtYs7gdqBu6np_0j3RczELxWZwi9180S6SUxj9AMPf9S1C4rcxEiVRj2CRIAHyrKF2Yn0QnV0tUk-F467qqJn03Y8j5a9j5Y3H0onx1wiNVBRXdvtYvbsj25FrzpL6OVXOy/w640-h356/20210803_163423.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vilt og vakkert ved Ultar Base Camp </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nOoYf7IQMw_9hel6QDx1A34kBbygWg_K8iyjQnzzbm29vyKTP3FggwQskF-ZyuXHI3fADgJBh8zkKDlvykJtpIwmn4_u9n_wfimR7jtfUUwqE1Te1s_sdFocQdt9XmFhzIfy3IFbHCid/s1420/20210803_163444.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1420" height="352" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nOoYf7IQMw_9hel6QDx1A34kBbygWg_K8iyjQnzzbm29vyKTP3FggwQskF-ZyuXHI3fADgJBh8zkKDlvykJtpIwmn4_u9n_wfimR7jtfUUwqE1Te1s_sdFocQdt9XmFhzIfy3IFbHCid/w640-h352/20210803_163444.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stien mellom Minapin og Raksposhi Base Camp </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Dagen etter syklet vi nedover dalen i retning av landsbyen Minapin der vi tok inn på Diran gjestehus. På veien passerte vi flere Norad-sponsede vanningsanlegg. Eierne av gjestehuset viste oss en billedbok fra Norge han hadde fått fra en norsk Norad-ansatt. Det er tydelig at Norads innsats i området gjorde at synet på nordmenn var svært positivt. </div><div><br /></div><div>Neste mål var Raksposhi Base Camp. Til tross for at vi hadde blitt fortalt at det tok to dager å gå opp dit, gjorde vi turen unna på 4 timer. To dager var kanskje en overdrivelse, men det hjalp på å ha blitt lovlig dopet etter å ha vært i høyden lenge. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicarSfBVWw4TilAskVf72edvbMSJUCdaluPdmm7SuncA4l-TCDh4fAQqdm1RlQo25k772noFTNFQB0V6R0F6ip7xgjXJgi-dRBLJZ17J067Rn6pAnJtV1vLpWyopsRunsVPQ3TGOLBuax5/s1271/20210803_163506.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1271" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicarSfBVWw4TilAskVf72edvbMSJUCdaluPdmm7SuncA4l-TCDh4fAQqdm1RlQo25k772noFTNFQB0V6R0F6ip7xgjXJgi-dRBLJZ17J067Rn6pAnJtV1vLpWyopsRunsVPQ3TGOLBuax5/w640-h392/20210803_163506.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt over den sjeldent vakre Minapin isbreen I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyAVlR4kG3dG1eyxNxLRtOh4QAZ9ouea-cFVPG0A840eEMgkJDz6cmcInwOROkI8cJ7Vqxv8KiU2dQFdgqxnJyCJInX2620osJ8rO2jonbRQI97nmpkV2xVWghl9-kXp1tY_w3tt3Kgywa/s1242/20210803_163525.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1242" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyAVlR4kG3dG1eyxNxLRtOh4QAZ9ouea-cFVPG0A840eEMgkJDz6cmcInwOROkI8cJ7Vqxv8KiU2dQFdgqxnJyCJInX2620osJ8rO2jonbRQI97nmpkV2xVWghl9-kXp1tY_w3tt3Kgywa/w640-h402/20210803_163525.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt over den sjeldent vakre Minapin isbreen II</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcE0RQSKJx41Pgwg8TKo5jbKvlnD85lMCfyEH-BxMGGeuXHSBvMMvGeXG8fA_qzWV4_RWOiECDyn8cOxmO-N2kTG5ne-ytS-xO209_XmEutBwX6tgcr8BexDPDQgf_FDuuIqFOvYmu2Bt/s1283/20210803_163600.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1283" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcE0RQSKJx41Pgwg8TKo5jbKvlnD85lMCfyEH-BxMGGeuXHSBvMMvGeXG8fA_qzWV4_RWOiECDyn8cOxmO-N2kTG5ne-ytS-xO209_XmEutBwX6tgcr8BexDPDQgf_FDuuIqFOvYmu2Bt/w640-h390/20210803_163600.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Campingliv i Rakaposhi Base Camp </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlHx-oiNCOu_El-mud1y7AimhMAYjm2woEOlFJQnb8JzNdS2W1qf8SkMhIhEn4-WgV-vw0EYthrR0XHvW_r3g05Z7_gSjJ8bIn3xolw3ami5Os6RDvni3o_tLnGqXpx6W3UGRdULMspgK/s1458/20210803_163623.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1458" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlHx-oiNCOu_El-mud1y7AimhMAYjm2woEOlFJQnb8JzNdS2W1qf8SkMhIhEn4-WgV-vw0EYthrR0XHvW_r3g05Z7_gSjJ8bIn3xolw3ami5Os6RDvni3o_tLnGqXpx6W3UGRdULMspgK/w640-h342/20210803_163623.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveld i Rakaposhi Base Camp. En gjeter dukket opp og satt sammen med oss ved bålet <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Om kvelden lagde vi et stort bål av trær som var knust til pinneved av et snøras. En gjeter kom ut av mørket og satte seg ned ved bålet sammet med oss et par timer uten å si et ord før han forsvant lydløst ut i natten. Gjennom hele natten hørtes det ut som torden når isbokker så store som boligblokker raste utfor iskanten høyt oppe langs det lange bandet mellom toppene Rakaposhi (7.778 m) og Diran (7.266). I området er det både snøleopard, brunbjørn og ulver, men vi møtte dessverre ingen av dem. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GN1BOVPZwROqcZPx_RjOX7SAceEvqOKTzBRq04GbjlBcrQQrnp7BOya0Rt1yQ-q2b266iKwo8yqaRjGgqTgHL_oiZLAbk-XqdkCLgrg7b4zOy_94fVwcD2wduDlli6C5bkREPOfF4zuu/s1336/20210803_163745.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1336" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GN1BOVPZwROqcZPx_RjOX7SAceEvqOKTzBRq04GbjlBcrQQrnp7BOya0Rt1yQ-q2b266iKwo8yqaRjGgqTgHL_oiZLAbk-XqdkCLgrg7b4zOy_94fVwcD2wduDlli6C5bkREPOfF4zuu/w640-h374/20210803_163745.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pause på vei ned fra Rakaposhi Base Camp <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Fra Minapin syklet vi til Gilgit. Det var stor militær tilstedeværelse i byen og fullt av sjekkposter da sunni- og shiamuslimer nylig hadde barket sammen med flere titalls døde som resultat. I de områdene vi hadde vært i så langt hadde de fleste vært Ismaili-muslimer (gren av Shia), men nå ble Sunni den dominerende retningen. På markedet i byen var det rikelig tilgang på våpen og ønsket man å kjøpe en maskinpistol, et maskingevær eller en bombekaster stod det kun om pengene. En kalasjnikov gikk for rundt 900 kroner. </div><div><br /></div><div>I Gilgit fikk vi tilgang på telefon for første gang i Pakistan. Etter to timer i kø på byens telefonsentral fikk vi ringt hjem til blodpris og fortalt at alt gikk bra med oss. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xZdpOaiScayDuUUbtlf-6tMZFlzuYeHkfJXtdkEQLw9I03KpQF5WIA0FfCM9RwQ7eHJbgCyPXpsFRGZ5FqHRRGsv8FwTxJpEm8H0aLDzEeP-9SKL9nhEh_OFIATpxqzXeq_5MbYRtr4g/s1317/20210803_163849.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1317" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xZdpOaiScayDuUUbtlf-6tMZFlzuYeHkfJXtdkEQLw9I03KpQF5WIA0FfCM9RwQ7eHJbgCyPXpsFRGZ5FqHRRGsv8FwTxJpEm8H0aLDzEeP-9SKL9nhEh_OFIATpxqzXeq_5MbYRtr4g/w640-h380/20210803_163849.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stekende varmt med Nanga Parbat (8.126 moh) delvis skjult i skyene <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Etter et opphold i Gilgit syklet vi videre i retning Rawalpindi. Vi hadde flott skue til verdens 9. høyeste fjell, Nanga Parbat (8.126 moh). Det ble stadig varmere og ut på dagen nærmet det seg 50 grader. Espen ble dårlig og haiket med en lastebil til landsbyen Chilas der jeg fant ham etter å ha lett et par timer.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mens Espen lå på rommet og var dårlig gikk jeg i "restauranten" på gjestehuset og bestilte mat. Driveren av gjestehuset ble plutselig rasende på en av sine unge ansatte og ga ham et 20-talls slag mot hodet før han kastet ham over en frysedisk. Hyling og bråk fra slagsmålet fikk et titalls menn til å komme løpende og kaste seg inn i slåsskampen på hver sin side. Stoler og vannmugger fløy veggimellom, mens jeg ble sittende rolig på bordet mitt innerst i rommet. Det hele sluttet like fort som det begynte da to eldre menn kom inn i lokalet og sa noe som fikk alle til å stanse med slossingen. Sønnen i huset kom og fortalte meg at årsaken til bråket var at "father got angry with brother". </div><div><br /></div><div>Espen ble ikke bedre og vi kom oss til byens eneste lege. Han kunne konstatere at Espen hadde blitt dehydrert og kan fikk en dose med saltvannsoppløsning og piller som skulle tas hver fjerde time de nærmeste dagene. Mens saltvannet dryppet inn i Espen holdt legen et foredrag for meg om hvor viktig fødselsbegresning var og at jeg for all del ikke måtte få mer enn to barn. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihaj_9a_AWBV4wFc3W56DgqeUZIk0Kb32gXd3b_5_FH-l6mo0XjGb8iAsx0GND3fM4zyKxobHvkBQpnUKjCLNCAKUpu8oUjOBdtXG-8kNN9p4VXbYMf70NF4L8lVP5Ejp9xxWzUVvYru1W/s991/20210803_163934.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="991" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihaj_9a_AWBV4wFc3W56DgqeUZIk0Kb32gXd3b_5_FH-l6mo0XjGb8iAsx0GND3fM4zyKxobHvkBQpnUKjCLNCAKUpu8oUjOBdtXG-8kNN9p4VXbYMf70NF4L8lVP5Ejp9xxWzUVvYru1W/w640-h504/20210803_163934.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er alltid plass til noen ekstra på bilen - Rawalpindi<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Det siste strekket til Rawalpindi tok vi med minibuss inklusive en overnatting i byen Beshan. Minibussen var at det utslitte slaget og sjåføren var dårlig. Til tross for at veien gikk i stupbratte fjellsider kjørte vi heldigvis ikke utfor stupene rett utenfor veibanen. Hver gang det holdt på å gå galt så medpassasjerene våre inshallah. </div><div><br /></div><div>I Abottobad byttet vi fra minibudd til en vanlig buss. Jeg kjøpte en afghansk ullue av en afghaner rett bortenfor huset der Osama Bin Laden ble drept i 2011. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBqB3V5Q1F96s0L7T3QHUGUwcUdGOhYQnivTbhs0Ayu-CUokz0LBFmr2i7YFydKAPmUhgqeoZScDEREr4Chbuz9UxV99OQ7nkWpwkZ2gkBcVbsLeyXKYVkxf_fAJbsJsO7y0hGglyjzac/s780/20210803_164000.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="512" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBqB3V5Q1F96s0L7T3QHUGUwcUdGOhYQnivTbhs0Ayu-CUokz0LBFmr2i7YFydKAPmUhgqeoZScDEREr4Chbuz9UxV99OQ7nkWpwkZ2gkBcVbsLeyXKYVkxf_fAJbsJsO7y0hGglyjzac/w420-h640/20210803_164000.jpg" width="420" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utenfor den gigantiske Faisal-Moskeen i Islamabad </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rhFjZLWSQ06ZJAKfOC2SApMjfynspjmiPbNv5QqU9OIAlqBhpfzpvIdB4z885exkJbdORePRT5qhPjMXiASargiNK8_o-sp1bnnYlwbypW4LGrz4LuD7h5ORZP9IaDUSY6TdIY337k1h/s1342/20210803_164026.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="1342" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rhFjZLWSQ06ZJAKfOC2SApMjfynspjmiPbNv5QqU9OIAlqBhpfzpvIdB4z885exkJbdORePRT5qhPjMXiASargiNK8_o-sp1bnnYlwbypW4LGrz4LuD7h5ORZP9IaDUSY6TdIY337k1h/w640-h372/20210803_164026.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gruppebilde i Islamabad <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Vi tilbragte fem dager i Rawalpindi og Islamabad på slutten av turen. De siste dagene i Rawalpindi ga god slankeeffekt. Softisen vi spiste på den isbaren med aircondition var veldig god, men neppe lur å spise. En pakistaner, som var økonomiprofessor i Ottawa og hadde kjørt med Flåmsbanen, advarte oss mot å spise isen. Vi var dumme nok til å ikke høre på ham. Den samlede slankeeffekten på oss begge var på drøye 20 kilo. </div><div><br /></div><div>Til tross for at vi så ganske pjuskete ut, kom vi inn på luksushotellet Pearl Continental, der vi spiste gode hamburgere ved flere anledninger. Noen år senere ble 34 mennesker drept av Taliban i et selvmordsangrep utenfor hotellet. </div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Oqb0mdJsIkHjYOkdoweKFERYvjfaJ4vsrh_5K3L5qUANEGiHmAbftX4p0-_Qt_9_1fVmf8RSRzlywgA17tzrdhKOwnR3k5YokvOTIfhEXDAxPzCnSshJNGwf50BSLAEcJ0CD7hLcSiBq/s780/20210803_164142.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="436" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Oqb0mdJsIkHjYOkdoweKFERYvjfaJ4vsrh_5K3L5qUANEGiHmAbftX4p0-_Qt_9_1fVmf8RSRzlywgA17tzrdhKOwnR3k5YokvOTIfhEXDAxPzCnSshJNGwf50BSLAEcJ0CD7hLcSiBq/w358-h640/20210803_164142.jpg" width="358" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Slunken mann i Rawalpindi. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Vi ble møtt av familiene våre på Fornebu lufthavn. De var sinte på oss fordi vi ikke hadde ringt hjem etter vi hadde ringt fra Gilgit. Vi hadde vært i den pakistansk-kontrollerte delen av Kasmir, mens norske Hans Christian Ostrø hadde blitt kidnappet av geriljagruppen Al-Faran i den indisk-kontrollerte delen av Kashmir og dette dominerte det norske nyhetsbildet. Han ble funnet halshugget noen uker etter at vi kom hjem. Det er lett å skjønne at de var sinte. Vi hadde heller ikke noen god unnskyldning for ikke å ha ringt. Under mellomlandingen i London hadde vi prioritert en øl nummer to fremfor å ringe. </div><div><br /></div><div>Vel hjemme i Norge kjøpte jeg meg to nye bukser. Det var tidenes mest mislykkede kjøp. Så snart normal kroppsvekt var tilbake etter et par måneder, var buksene for små. </div><div><br /></div><div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPh5aDIFSUC7TVKZ-fkCjsdZykqxoA6mS5sdgn1fl7-K5EEwQcWV4lxSZHPfSYIqRnQLujV7L-KKZVd_wJyj-fp5tZVHJt6g9TGp2D9l5Fwiu1DkNu0EVFoLRoBsZGJyVr0On9G5rFitZ_/s780/20210803_164207.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="484" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPh5aDIFSUC7TVKZ-fkCjsdZykqxoA6mS5sdgn1fl7-K5EEwQcWV4lxSZHPfSYIqRnQLujV7L-KKZVd_wJyj-fp5tZVHJt6g9TGp2D9l5Fwiu1DkNu0EVFoLRoBsZGJyVr0On9G5rFitZ_/w398-h640/20210803_164207.jpg" width="398" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hjemme i Norge igjen</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Starten på 40-års krisen min var at jeg syklet fra Oslo til Nordkapp i 1990. Med sykkelturen fra Kina til Pakistan i 1995 fikk krisen både sitt internasjonale gjennombrudd og sin slutt. Det er greit å gjøre seg ferdig med slikt i ung alder. <br /><br /><br />Andre propre sykkelturer jeg har vært på: </div><div><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/11/sykle-lhasa-i-tibet-til-kathmandu-i.html" target="_blank">1. Tibet til Nepal i 2011</a></div><div><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/12/peru-og-bolivia-pa-sykkel-cusco-macchu.html" target="_blank">2. Peru til Bolivia i 2013</a></div><div><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2013/12/til-toppen-av-chacaltaya-i-bolivia-pa.html" target="_blank">3. Opp til toppen av Chacaltaya (5.430 moh) i Bolivia i 2013</a></div><div><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/08/indisk-himalaya-manali-leh-khardung-la.html" target="_blank">4. Nord-India i 2015</a> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div></div></div></div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Pakistan30.375321 69.345115999999992.0650871638211541 34.18886599999999 58.685554836178845 104.50136599999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-44525040243444465922020-12-19T18:51:00.016+01:002021-04-25T09:57:52.333+02:00OsloTrask4 - 19.12.2020: Arkitekt Sverre Aasland spesial <p> Sammen med Arne Korsmo skapte Sverre Aasland den norske funksjonalismen. Sist jeg traff Sverre i hans foreldres gamle leilighet i Gyldenløves gate 22b i Oslo i andre halvdel av 80-tallet sa han: "<i>Har du blitt anarkist nå Henning</i>" som at det var naturgitt at jeg skulle ende opp som anarkist før eller senere. </p><p>Sverre var broren til morfaren min. Blant hans mest kjent bygninger finner man Villa Riise på Hamar, Kruses gate 7b og Villa Damman og 12 andre hus han tegnet sammen med Arne Korsmo i Havna allé i Oslo.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRKIHT9GVirLk1H4gwaG5A8cwZj1KTz7V54yiT30rLXjGWJDP4FgUmQEkAIJrrYjxsZw0faBwD1cee-zJJ9mQ8LWEcramQryEz08EEkbModg669z1Hj7oJEi7oi9hobXpgMPFFUNu5VhK/s809/riise%255B18770%255D.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="520" data-original-width="809" height="412" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRKIHT9GVirLk1H4gwaG5A8cwZj1KTz7V54yiT30rLXjGWJDP4FgUmQEkAIJrrYjxsZw0faBwD1cee-zJJ9mQ8LWEcramQryEz08EEkbModg669z1Hj7oJEi7oi9hobXpgMPFFUNu5VhK/w640-h412/riise%255B18770%255D.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland, Villa Riise på Hamar 1934 av Aasland og Korsmo (<a href="https://kulturminnesok.no/minne/?queryString=https://data.kulturminne.no/askeladden/lokalitet/86234" target="_blank">i ettertid tilskrevet Aasland</a>)<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div>Jeg bestemte meg for å kombinere byvandring med sightseeing av et utvalg bygninger Sverre Aasland har tegnet. Av tidsmessige årsaker konsentrerte jeg meg om Oslo, og droppet både Hamar, Kristiansand og Sverige denne gangen. Jeg startet på Kampen, fortsatt til Kvadraturen, Frogner, Majorstua, St Hanshaugen, Grünerløkka, Torshov, Sandaker, Nydalen, Nordberg, Sogn og til slutt inn i den norske funksjonalismens skattekammer i Havna allé, Apalveien og Lille Frøens vei. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjI5PyjrDxI1CFK-RVUUGoXGAnYgTL4mfAdLAQAnEvZImMj2FCBaIXK8LIPLbS5LIgt2-dKErZ8J4AEIUsQ2TuPgtlXcSDdxeglRlmGrl5Iv_EUtPZDYfAjvQl-JRlFRgSZukWwNWcX-u/s1784/20201219_080344.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="867" data-original-width="1784" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjI5PyjrDxI1CFK-RVUUGoXGAnYgTL4mfAdLAQAnEvZImMj2FCBaIXK8LIPLbS5LIgt2-dKErZ8J4AEIUsQ2TuPgtlXcSDdxeglRlmGrl5Iv_EUtPZDYfAjvQl-JRlFRgSZukWwNWcX-u/w640-h312/20201219_080344.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bøgata 10 ved Kampen kirke, Sverre Aasland, 1937</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaq_MvTgAfP7tE-Avv9njAPoDZdU_4nFO8MBbNDVfIRzz8NyqhBU9p9pPiikYpeGib2tJnyz8ax6XrnzelJyXZ-hYL7D7cV18jHVtW3r8zPho3BA1hTE5QhjfAQ43H5ykOsp2nwUMaR-S/s782/20201219_080457.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaq_MvTgAfP7tE-Avv9njAPoDZdU_4nFO8MBbNDVfIRzz8NyqhBU9p9pPiikYpeGib2tJnyz8ax6XrnzelJyXZ-hYL7D7cV18jHVtW3r8zPho3BA1hTE5QhjfAQ43H5ykOsp2nwUMaR-S/w312-h640/20201219_080457.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bøgata 10 ved Kampen kirke, Sverre Aasland, 1937</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQk7lW5cx3XTfgoEHP1TSETbDDVjvpQTerIdWqyIGgWUcwD4P4tRx02a9GwzRMHD5Q5u5zB7xb-P7vok9gsPQl3nT_3pw4hhcsPTFCTdWJsIKQUgtkw_0hqMU_QW6BLfhlJeC1VPgZ_nG/s782/20201219_081151.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQk7lW5cx3XTfgoEHP1TSETbDDVjvpQTerIdWqyIGgWUcwD4P4tRx02a9GwzRMHD5Q5u5zB7xb-P7vok9gsPQl3nT_3pw4hhcsPTFCTdWJsIKQUgtkw_0hqMU_QW6BLfhlJeC1VPgZ_nG/w312-h640/20201219_081151.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brinken 19 på Kampen, Sverre Aasland, 1939</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8lAn4_ocwFJ7RGdrQjczOT2l0TbeGJLXj2w5X3j5Ej72u_fQQWi5nDigD-ECUD3xT34wDOSv5F6dkHETkb-GJ_2b_EWdP-Ct6PkM2a4Q1B4cJJs0lemTgYIqAPSYH1oe8Lhl4XpnIgbW/s1608/20201219_081655.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8lAn4_ocwFJ7RGdrQjczOT2l0TbeGJLXj2w5X3j5Ej72u_fQQWi5nDigD-ECUD3xT34wDOSv5F6dkHETkb-GJ_2b_EWdP-Ct6PkM2a4Q1B4cJJs0lemTgYIqAPSYH1oe8Lhl4XpnIgbW/w640-h312/20201219_081655.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert funkispalass på Tøyen: Sigurds gate 20, Sverre Aasland, 1937 </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sverre Aasland var født i 1899 som sønn av Kaja Amalie Aasland og Ole Sofus Aasland (mine oldeforeldre). Ole Sofus var murmester og drev entreprenørforretning. Han både tegnet og bygde noen bygårder. av og til. Sverre tok svennebrev som murer i 1920 og reiste deretter til Munchen og utdannet seg som arkitekt. Frem til han startet Arkitektkontor med Arne Korsmo i 1928 jobbet han i familiebedriften Ole Sofus Aasland & Sønner. <div><br /></div><div>I følge Eirik T Bøe "Bebyggelsen i Havna alle. En studie i Aaslands og Korsmos tidlige arbeider, Bind I 1996 s 13" hadde faren planlagt at han skulle overta familiefirmaet. Han hadde imidlertid blitt inspirert av radikale politiske tanker under studieoppholdet i Tyskland inklusive at de ansatte burde få medbestemmelsesrett og medierskap i bedriften. Bøe mener derfor at det ikke er rart at han gikk ut av familiebedriften og startet arkitektkontor med Korsmo i 1928. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jWDZAT1tpQ8-ivt531hP3IRoi5YWi-cYkvHMiS8B3IXRPI6DjJJ8cVUep8vH503JZevWp08UYllOL2UOo-9obXQFX4_DhuBtYDoVi1xzyVFZDqLVi53rS-lpDoNt4GjwsFB61_ZSvk3O/s1608/20201219_082318.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jWDZAT1tpQ8-ivt531hP3IRoi5YWi-cYkvHMiS8B3IXRPI6DjJJ8cVUep8vH503JZevWp08UYllOL2UOo-9obXQFX4_DhuBtYDoVi1xzyVFZDqLVi53rS-lpDoNt4GjwsFB61_ZSvk3O/w640-h312/20201219_082318.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg passerer Smedgata 7 som er tegnet og bygget av Ole Sofus Aasland i 1892 i senklassisistisk stil </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK6TefMNJUsndT48Gsju2QiN3iLxgFs-I9OiObA9szYB4rRghfEscIzu74IVNwzxdaseFyFZQPwA0fCsFn_zYC5F37ygbsbsNlzy7G8vXSBPi7aHVQItLrmD6v6ZsZdR0BW4hBDLEvLz1G/s1608/20201219_082506.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK6TefMNJUsndT48Gsju2QiN3iLxgFs-I9OiObA9szYB4rRghfEscIzu74IVNwzxdaseFyFZQPwA0fCsFn_zYC5F37ygbsbsNlzy7G8vXSBPi7aHVQItLrmD6v6ZsZdR0BW4hBDLEvLz1G/w640-h312/20201219_082506.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mørket antar alle skygger merkelige former </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz5ggysP9mxVYUzcI6TjXZ5OwIC5lJuFD_KKnShdlHYfg-k8hBxZumZS6-8mAFBC5KXE3axxEocpK5sCSDr9EZiDghM4iyS4WCJac_4OWDW3TVWzXYY7sM4gIDDJnTKso-J3tGXfVE3zfY/s1608/20201219_082520.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz5ggysP9mxVYUzcI6TjXZ5OwIC5lJuFD_KKnShdlHYfg-k8hBxZumZS6-8mAFBC5KXE3axxEocpK5sCSDr9EZiDghM4iyS4WCJac_4OWDW3TVWzXYY7sM4gIDDJnTKso-J3tGXfVE3zfY/w640-h312/20201219_082520.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grønlands katedral i grålysningen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTzAItKJ_pXG9hPIoUW-eodOMQmNJBvkckGpDnysD8uLqr41Fd6pIh6hJR-o1aHZyd3QKKyfKnX_25uSwziqUlGNxtu-RjPX9TIJ7lPlR1h__alwri5D7aFTOmLy9TdDIw1u-R8NzPX4Ui/s782/20201219_085506.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTzAItKJ_pXG9hPIoUW-eodOMQmNJBvkckGpDnysD8uLqr41Fd6pIh6hJR-o1aHZyd3QKKyfKnX_25uSwziqUlGNxtu-RjPX9TIJ7lPlR1h__alwri5D7aFTOmLy9TdDIw1u-R8NzPX4Ui/w312-h640/20201219_085506.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kongens gate 11, Sverre Aasland, 1953<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcFc6nLabEfKP6pUTa6gR0yx7BA81o7V0_TMzg1Xmk7dEWFcN_mdL-q8mJFRYY6mqIydpb_hVFVYv6kxLbElZsngItQuriTaXtabL9pWUCa-vAM13_2aNGtSYyznjS2cY-7pGn6sfkVr5/s782/20201219_085747.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVcFc6nLabEfKP6pUTa6gR0yx7BA81o7V0_TMzg1Xmk7dEWFcN_mdL-q8mJFRYY6mqIydpb_hVFVYv6kxLbElZsngItQuriTaXtabL9pWUCa-vAM13_2aNGtSYyznjS2cY-7pGn6sfkVr5/w312-h640/20201219_085747.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et levende ben </td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkZr8pi_U-12XW5enGVfFRpq2eSH1baSf5VtlvjloeNft1H1X_jwUkuoJOkWDlJNLTWbW9aNy36nksFdj6D1STzz9cVzAisqOUX3juroPRwwxA-4g_5_Y1wau8kzVkJQtRmoZQpFg4LzH/s782/20201219_090309.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkZr8pi_U-12XW5enGVfFRpq2eSH1baSf5VtlvjloeNft1H1X_jwUkuoJOkWDlJNLTWbW9aNy36nksFdj6D1STzz9cVzAisqOUX3juroPRwwxA-4g_5_Y1wau8kzVkJQtRmoZQpFg4LzH/w312-h640/20201219_090309.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morgenstund ved rådhuset <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkRwu2Kssv8yk_21cq8wJt9oskeor0tpjhCDdZ7jWlIbn-C4AwFdHdlqHDi_SG9tuw4SoSSpZTC0jhdRtNdIhY3XZwtIRoPZZNDXvAIlxK0uyQuxPoNxMK2MjAp42PkeSaUfh-cedGttq/s1608/20201219_090545.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkRwu2Kssv8yk_21cq8wJt9oskeor0tpjhCDdZ7jWlIbn-C4AwFdHdlqHDi_SG9tuw4SoSSpZTC0jhdRtNdIhY3XZwtIRoPZZNDXvAIlxK0uyQuxPoNxMK2MjAp42PkeSaUfh-cedGttq/w640-h312/20201219_090545.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flygende glorie <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FbdYvknsgB7I92UHpNJU6DwIE1vhlkSP8qzlTVNhu1bqB6Ty2qFQ9zq6Xx5y_iukUv2bRWqa8cNmMunlwEO8yjF3593zRK1IJ4PaDk288zwr0ybIS8oTn1eFTMrs_R2U1Ow6dwDJJ1BB/s1608/20201219_092141.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FbdYvknsgB7I92UHpNJU6DwIE1vhlkSP8qzlTVNhu1bqB6Ty2qFQ9zq6Xx5y_iukUv2bRWqa8cNmMunlwEO8yjF3593zRK1IJ4PaDk288zwr0ybIS8oTn1eFTMrs_R2U1Ow6dwDJJ1BB/w640-h312/20201219_092141.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kruses gate 7b, Sverre Aasland, 1937<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Samarbeidet mellom Aasland og Korsmo varte fra 1928 til 1935 og var veldig fruktbart. I felleskap tegnet de en stor andel av den husene de i ettertid har blitt mest kjent for i løpet av de syv årene de samarbeidet. De skapte mye i ung alder. Sverre var kun 29 år og Korsmo 28 da 7 års samarbeid startet. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBF2aqc2tsWnrr5zbjcGp8bMfs50oeu7jnlBwq7p6N4nTv-rgqp0GCmpht43Nv3b1mpLEktod_dE6QPDySDNjd8TOOh87CEezUXXsgrA2p5Vw24wASjbE7tu3ieITVgtBO5vt1kTqYEP1E/s782/20201219_092159.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBF2aqc2tsWnrr5zbjcGp8bMfs50oeu7jnlBwq7p6N4nTv-rgqp0GCmpht43Nv3b1mpLEktod_dE6QPDySDNjd8TOOh87CEezUXXsgrA2p5Vw24wASjbE7tu3ieITVgtBO5vt1kTqYEP1E/w312-h640/20201219_092159.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Liten boligblokk i Kruses gate 7b, Sverre Aasland, 1937</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrIaTL0jSwM87t5hxSLVLdELxrVnFItuHriPe7TMM0jwl0y2GC6A9HFSvWgHgcgukgIYNKDfciAayxdlK_Aqz0aHgrebElAofRMC6GV5_3A7Yz0fGJTLKlKo5kq4RWmdgGy_2ESZ33W2J7/s1608/20201219_092232.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrIaTL0jSwM87t5hxSLVLdELxrVnFItuHriPe7TMM0jwl0y2GC6A9HFSvWgHgcgukgIYNKDfciAayxdlK_Aqz0aHgrebElAofRMC6GV5_3A7Yz0fGJTLKlKo5kq4RWmdgGy_2ESZ33W2J7/w640-h312/20201219_092232.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kruses gate 7b, Sverre Aasland, 1937</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFd22VkfqBJlMPRw5vKS82NXEWUxgPfWDGUPkbRRPtZRZab96_u8yuEjpnhb_Ymorg3cmHORh8suu9ErpZYZtj8Kkh_IudGD0tL68q1ozFdwxbNlfUJOT14Bvc7zULgQPSIxp26gaU9pIQ/s1608/20201219_092418.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFd22VkfqBJlMPRw5vKS82NXEWUxgPfWDGUPkbRRPtZRZab96_u8yuEjpnhb_Ymorg3cmHORh8suu9ErpZYZtj8Kkh_IudGD0tL68q1ozFdwxbNlfUJOT14Bvc7zULgQPSIxp26gaU9pIQ/w640-h312/20201219_092418.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frogner Allé 10, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1939<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Etter at samarbeidet med Arne Korsmo tok slutt i 1935 drev Sverre Aasland arkitektvirksomhet på egen hånd. Han samarbeidet med Ulf Nyqvist om en tegne en rekke bygårder i Oslo og med Karl Grevstad om å tegne yrkesskolen på Sogn. <div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW24Id-EjLJcJises3Cv2V4Us5HGk5RYA01iP5paosqfRW1ELwg89PLUYgHu9OpjmHn0aNdHSufo7d3E8ctiFft7r4eG4ybrDXrxtx4-G07xAzZiYYPkkDcYf8gpWSnMtGqHHKSeEZZ0r/s782/20201219_092439.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW24Id-EjLJcJises3Cv2V4Us5HGk5RYA01iP5paosqfRW1ELwg89PLUYgHu9OpjmHn0aNdHSufo7d3E8ctiFft7r4eG4ybrDXrxtx4-G07xAzZiYYPkkDcYf8gpWSnMtGqHHKSeEZZ0r/w312-h640/20201219_092439.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frogner Allé 10, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1939</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinlHIfouere6lkN-E8aKhWMwQtEDotsUJ8ilPc6ubLavloc7cAgVQ-rQ1CMzzniOxj9nYptaQiCSy6r23r5p17gZAoRvKN-v5clm74_t4So8Z4nJUxOyc6gyxI12yEmBuHwiUR_kSgIYn-/s782/20201219_092524.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinlHIfouere6lkN-E8aKhWMwQtEDotsUJ8ilPc6ubLavloc7cAgVQ-rQ1CMzzniOxj9nYptaQiCSy6r23r5p17gZAoRvKN-v5clm74_t4So8Z4nJUxOyc6gyxI12yEmBuHwiUR_kSgIYn-/w312-h640/20201219_092524.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frogner Allé 10, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1939</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRKNk1ckhHj9-jfdC6r88dR-M4axD9nGvT_KUVMwS_Bj6sd9j5bJF4KJJbLaiN7_mxBrhNoZOj3ogSzmQQcNaTdY09EIzr4U31voMskBSA0OgOiS_dcBbf-Dibg5sBx3hT5I12QnTlJe8_/s1608/20201219_092721.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRKNk1ckhHj9-jfdC6r88dR-M4axD9nGvT_KUVMwS_Bj6sd9j5bJF4KJJbLaiN7_mxBrhNoZOj3ogSzmQQcNaTdY09EIzr4U31voMskBSA0OgOiS_dcBbf-Dibg5sBx3hT5I12QnTlJe8_/w640-h312/20201219_092721.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frogner Allé 10, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1939</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2sKrXSbHJDYocRCCrcSrDVDa7a-oE9oo72VOZK6_qtiCwshokgPPF8b6BtiwM7gI6OsK1eIxO34spYT7WGabdQxyZi895ctrQzPrPDaVwDVxxuj6rcVaAeR6bAcxQrTAYFT8_Rirs47dm/s1608/20201219_093458.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2sKrXSbHJDYocRCCrcSrDVDa7a-oE9oo72VOZK6_qtiCwshokgPPF8b6BtiwM7gI6OsK1eIxO34spYT7WGabdQxyZi895ctrQzPrPDaVwDVxxuj6rcVaAeR6bAcxQrTAYFT8_Rirs47dm/w640-h312/20201219_093458.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tidemandsgate 46 ved Vestkanttorget, Sverre Aasland, 1926-27</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBQHvJSZaHPAUzztf6NoRZcKGEi3feYa8ZLIkL6Nwe1bSBNPMMs68A-9WBZScoQ1sjrwI3gevwL_IgbydGSWorFfWLLVkcYWhS_XwQBAAc2HxEXgx2aIQpvP-eS5ZtDsg7NP2vQ2DN48T/s1608/20201219_094904.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBQHvJSZaHPAUzztf6NoRZcKGEi3feYa8ZLIkL6Nwe1bSBNPMMs68A-9WBZScoQ1sjrwI3gevwL_IgbydGSWorFfWLLVkcYWhS_XwQBAAc2HxEXgx2aIQpvP-eS5ZtDsg7NP2vQ2DN48T/w640-h312/20201219_094904.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rosenborggaten 15, Sverre Aasland,1937</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV8uR3cdn5rgSbvbAFLaUhHX2AldQN7Ggh4QTa7uFCtmLMMwkM9eKaIs5B4OkJITt5yWPKqVeU5oSNNjXsSzCohlbQGFiozb-6L0FSbkmGpcWhCeg7LtcsWW8XDwq1qMKoUdYeZdKwzab/s1608/20201219_100304.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV8uR3cdn5rgSbvbAFLaUhHX2AldQN7Ggh4QTa7uFCtmLMMwkM9eKaIs5B4OkJITt5yWPKqVeU5oSNNjXsSzCohlbQGFiozb-6L0FSbkmGpcWhCeg7LtcsWW8XDwq1qMKoUdYeZdKwzab/w640-h312/20201219_100304.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), Louises gate 24, 1940<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMy35REZcBfiDLptyMPfGrvrXJwd-9wHE1Vo-Fmkev5K_-IbWhic2n-5mUif2AQ5dtjHyGYDKQ-jqQDVwcMokvhGhodbjbGpfBCKMJf4oHYobbSwT4Uwk6yRGlx89NKxoXB27mqhjdQDQ/s1608/20201219_101900.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMy35REZcBfiDLptyMPfGrvrXJwd-9wHE1Vo-Fmkev5K_-IbWhic2n-5mUif2AQ5dtjHyGYDKQ-jqQDVwcMokvhGhodbjbGpfBCKMJf4oHYobbSwT4Uwk6yRGlx89NKxoXB27mqhjdQDQ/w640-h312/20201219_101900.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland, Evald Ryghs gate 16 på St Hanshaugen, Sverre Aasland, 1927 </td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sverre Aaslands største selvstendige arbeid før han etablerte samarbeidet med Arne Korsmo er Evald Ryghs gate 16 på St Hanshaugen som ble tegnet i 1927 av den da 28 år gamle Aasland. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxyqAoDlsF5Vc-OtXZPlIEQSTQf_Y-xL0_wRvRTD9Eioyik4HYRw1zNyZb3oudGWgRf8F1vVxrVH6PkiQAVzW9rjBBc_oxHjYqJxljg4nJssZnmktUoMRL-E2BxmP_r6ngPSKPWM94bmZ/s782/20201219_101944.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxyqAoDlsF5Vc-OtXZPlIEQSTQf_Y-xL0_wRvRTD9Eioyik4HYRw1zNyZb3oudGWgRf8F1vVxrVH6PkiQAVzW9rjBBc_oxHjYqJxljg4nJssZnmktUoMRL-E2BxmP_r6ngPSKPWM94bmZ/w312-h640/20201219_101944.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Evald Ryghs gate 16 på St Hanshaugen, Sverre Aasland, 1927 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib59v3VzhAIME9kopM1DFKhrM_n0WhCQf7fl2K7MuKpclVbAx2vdnF2Q7v-DVQPbl4FeiiBH-dQ0mhhPV5TpZoVkau54TbgpitrgUtrVjZhf_PeZX2EqsuRF9SoI1TGKQ552JJRypvpmQ3/s782/20201219_103002.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib59v3VzhAIME9kopM1DFKhrM_n0WhCQf7fl2K7MuKpclVbAx2vdnF2Q7v-DVQPbl4FeiiBH-dQ0mhhPV5TpZoVkau54TbgpitrgUtrVjZhf_PeZX2EqsuRF9SoI1TGKQ552JJRypvpmQ3/w312-h640/20201219_103002.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maridalsveien 62b, Ole Sofus Aasland 1902 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMiXNAnGLIh6YhfGBRDUH2g28AZ0YacRC0AqYbekoGRmeq8CuBZFsJSABYd3v0gJSS8NI407_Zlmt8vFLKkFT2hJA9KMGhsPyBVGeLYgKDP5Rw2k9InKLXcOrPcOQD67cgOidXjTmiSvKs/s1608/20201219_103542.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMiXNAnGLIh6YhfGBRDUH2g28AZ0YacRC0AqYbekoGRmeq8CuBZFsJSABYd3v0gJSS8NI407_Zlmt8vFLKkFT2hJA9KMGhsPyBVGeLYgKDP5Rw2k9InKLXcOrPcOQD67cgOidXjTmiSvKs/w640-h312/20201219_103542.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sannergata 5, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1938<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzo4wMq1K-vl61AKwzJJJjrvRbbh0wvI0qyfoEbeXAuHWzx8ptkRYuMGLjjn8ooWvjGNMhVN-AZCg5YpdiXv4ePKgKq6cavW6c9T8LMh5E8m4pDXjhKfsA_tJdYtMH5PYMBZvmO0O0NGUu/s1608/20201219_103620.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzo4wMq1K-vl61AKwzJJJjrvRbbh0wvI0qyfoEbeXAuHWzx8ptkRYuMGLjjn8ooWvjGNMhVN-AZCg5YpdiXv4ePKgKq6cavW6c9T8LMh5E8m4pDXjhKfsA_tJdYtMH5PYMBZvmO0O0NGUu/w640-h312/20201219_103620.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Øvrefoss 6, Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1938 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ycp6xRkrfDuB9jBXvcZRISm3kjpC044c80sv0AauwfTpilIBX3ytv8OLbSD1Ps1ov0gaSFhvrr247u0gUnqOs2iZ7yqRY6jqEBfREhFDYl6EnLCeQaIkjWveyz8fM0FzhD2h_DxVZEXf/s1608/20201219_103744.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ycp6xRkrfDuB9jBXvcZRISm3kjpC044c80sv0AauwfTpilIBX3ytv8OLbSD1Ps1ov0gaSFhvrr247u0gUnqOs2iZ7yqRY6jqEBfREhFDYl6EnLCeQaIkjWveyz8fM0FzhD2h_DxVZEXf/w640-h312/20201219_103744.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Øvrefoss 6, 8 og 10 Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1938 <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mIFcAogrK4Hpic8A_KlPIdEe0woYtkyAMSGukTsv-LW6NP60sayzE5Rsx2G8N_rygYl3wN0extyLYeQJdlO8S5jKsjPCgm3_3TfKL8YFrP9WLqX2W6X5AzcZJXg02YWsTR-nQg21EgvT/s1608/20201219_103836.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mIFcAogrK4Hpic8A_KlPIdEe0woYtkyAMSGukTsv-LW6NP60sayzE5Rsx2G8N_rygYl3wN0extyLYeQJdlO8S5jKsjPCgm3_3TfKL8YFrP9WLqX2W6X5AzcZJXg02YWsTR-nQg21EgvT/w640-h312/20201219_103836.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Øvrefoss 6 (venstre) og 8 (høyre), Sverre Aasland (med Ulf Nyqvist), 1938 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTaIUORLdCBIC4OTWVKWEHY49sEnGYDJ2usagiVvv0LpLpZmUMXdcLnMk2kt1Q4hhTBuNXu0omS2QobIfMKSa4kEL5W1nvJfsdysbbDg6BdOp1NyoM41vvxR8LPepbNUCJRu_LFjV2JeGe/s1608/20201219_110711.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTaIUORLdCBIC4OTWVKWEHY49sEnGYDJ2usagiVvv0LpLpZmUMXdcLnMk2kt1Q4hhTBuNXu0omS2QobIfMKSa4kEL5W1nvJfsdysbbDg6BdOp1NyoM41vvxR8LPepbNUCJRu_LFjV2JeGe/w640-h312/20201219_110711.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Amtmann Meinichs gate 20, Sverre Aasland 1938</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-M39zMzB1euoX_Depw2cJmK6RiPE1XPeKMIi6-o72rg_9ZGXqCEZ-eIuQOSZNKImelrEhr5AaPAmmZGBOzhA-l5uKLLJb7Wjyj6aN8xKWTS9nKBrIpc90BF6lHwJJivyNWrGWM2mI2YnL/s1608/20201219_115543.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-M39zMzB1euoX_Depw2cJmK6RiPE1XPeKMIi6-o72rg_9ZGXqCEZ-eIuQOSZNKImelrEhr5AaPAmmZGBOzhA-l5uKLLJb7Wjyj6aN8xKWTS9nKBrIpc90BF6lHwJJivyNWrGWM2mI2YnL/w640-h312/20201219_115543.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kongleveien 5 på Nordberg, Sverre Aasland 1939</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV_a4TeoqWjeuHEAVYkmQz1BizvjfJ4OW_LSc9bZRMgi2WWHFoAo0AdPEVhrYauTQHH59seN1zRd4eSs18acVp9zxu505klocdpN3Uf26lAwlrvDI0vYSIeCi_kKJWujop1gkNh3Ph35Hq/s1608/20201219_121205.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV_a4TeoqWjeuHEAVYkmQz1BizvjfJ4OW_LSc9bZRMgi2WWHFoAo0AdPEVhrYauTQHH59seN1zRd4eSs18acVp9zxu505klocdpN3Uf26lAwlrvDI0vYSIeCi_kKJWujop1gkNh3Ph35Hq/w640-h312/20201219_121205.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Almeveien 9, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1933</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYTdNWohpmnZ_XsG48PrtKcShLxLvDXaFe20nn9JVI_zHJare5PLq77ujKQS8UXSGlFSE5URn0IYHcPdOEbDUGQ2aCPe00ncerr6L7cgzmBSWaTvQrqnMJjrIEQ8nDdi-QIGBZXxFruGf/s1608/20201219_121815.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYTdNWohpmnZ_XsG48PrtKcShLxLvDXaFe20nn9JVI_zHJare5PLq77ujKQS8UXSGlFSE5URn0IYHcPdOEbDUGQ2aCPe00ncerr6L7cgzmBSWaTvQrqnMJjrIEQ8nDdi-QIGBZXxFruGf/w640-h312/20201219_121815.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland og Karl Grevstad, Oslo yrkesskole på Sogn, 1958-63 (I dag Blinders VGS)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5v3UD2n8MNHkGQL5iOBD9yXI8lWbzuYdDheWQqekU2FDJcPfPVG9w3mBpkzGcP6uGLdu6QgQnQgqXXKDcRBVx_-p6yMM_PnBFaMIBawpkhj0Qy4DEUKuhWRzXOcX9KauDaXeG_US7aNx/s1608/20201219_122216.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5v3UD2n8MNHkGQL5iOBD9yXI8lWbzuYdDheWQqekU2FDJcPfPVG9w3mBpkzGcP6uGLdu6QgQnQgqXXKDcRBVx_-p6yMM_PnBFaMIBawpkhj0Qy4DEUKuhWRzXOcX9KauDaXeG_US7aNx/w640-h312/20201219_122216.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland og Karl Grevstad, Oslo yrkesskole på Sogn, 1958-63 (I dag Blindern VGS)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tzFUHUQBCDcN4KIDEQ8dt-aeuLWTNWdmgXVRYbmCOFAgxlV7VxbWHru5Q7OEkoGxnGPIsNQURuNiU1yalvlaF9S7Z789wY9kRQDySYHfoWDZzIMVzJfpJ48itKiviPHebH6YcM7CGh-e/s1608/20201219_123826.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tzFUHUQBCDcN4KIDEQ8dt-aeuLWTNWdmgXVRYbmCOFAgxlV7VxbWHru5Q7OEkoGxnGPIsNQURuNiU1yalvlaF9S7Z789wY9kRQDySYHfoWDZzIMVzJfpJ48itKiviPHebH6YcM7CGh-e/w640-h312/20201219_123826.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mellom funkis-husene møter man mange slags folk </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2yYBaFYv_7MHQlTSOzwL6q2Li6IoYxLXAh6yMpQ5AaP1_QnBLGSnHc3k7xoGPuITTJsUIOJ1yPS17UqSTDg1kAXXq1hRIZJzj1MK_ztHr4H9ED2q6rlkjSzWtI9F1e4AhvRxE2YZluq5/s782/20201219_124258.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="380" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2yYBaFYv_7MHQlTSOzwL6q2Li6IoYxLXAh6yMpQ5AaP1_QnBLGSnHc3k7xoGPuITTJsUIOJ1yPS17UqSTDg1kAXXq1hRIZJzj1MK_ztHr4H9ED2q6rlkjSzWtI9F1e4AhvRxE2YZluq5/w312-h640/20201219_124258.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 1, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvguXw3BnduKElFM6Zsk4JyleF9-qeLDb344_eqIZa5bJxEcB0MPIuT6DgglyiiavSO39_sEDVhHP2bYhaL0bKYQq3MFvF7AQXd6NJEoiaMu9BAIFd4RxaiHxMLWuPOnw2-JzxKi88gjl/s1608/20201219_124308.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvguXw3BnduKElFM6Zsk4JyleF9-qeLDb344_eqIZa5bJxEcB0MPIuT6DgglyiiavSO39_sEDVhHP2bYhaL0bKYQq3MFvF7AQXd6NJEoiaMu9BAIFd4RxaiHxMLWuPOnw2-JzxKi88gjl/w640-h312/20201219_124308.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 4 og 6, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg_t270ojUNOMy7bXoZrKPZuSYCl_1a61GKz4egoYdAMAYcIbwvaQCHsy3txVrIjj4I30TsV09nGTqqyiwTEJ3LJHbgrRWUnfR5d7sjkClNOqmxyD_V872v_w03phRMlfu8qSpVWDE8cMM/s1608/20201219_124349.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg_t270ojUNOMy7bXoZrKPZuSYCl_1a61GKz4egoYdAMAYcIbwvaQCHsy3txVrIjj4I30TsV09nGTqqyiwTEJ3LJHbgrRWUnfR5d7sjkClNOqmxyD_V872v_w03phRMlfu8qSpVWDE8cMM/w640-h312/20201219_124349.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 3, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjupoTrmaek9o72RcI_3SZ9zWcoRGpbXr_eOsaTstzxncU4q01k2oFzDt2XzZ07oVJWEDKT9N1gnofZdG7Xng1kY39SeUreevYfNKV9l8vdg9XH_KZFcE4BhDAPehmeIGTzjKR6e50E7M3T/s1608/20201219_124412.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjupoTrmaek9o72RcI_3SZ9zWcoRGpbXr_eOsaTstzxncU4q01k2oFzDt2XzZ07oVJWEDKT9N1gnofZdG7Xng1kY39SeUreevYfNKV9l8vdg9XH_KZFcE4BhDAPehmeIGTzjKR6e50E7M3T/w640-h312/20201219_124412.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 5, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7qNX7yrG65vECbL0uUBSmAh0PhqvDqKNnK6eetzKAgR1E4LgxXl9kZsXaT5zfK4rbtaDNR6yZgHfG1GdBn_70Ww86_SoT01uWM-U3ohdrqSeXkbWDRG-icGTifzkWextlQlJO-B9HP85/s1608/20201219_124524.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7qNX7yrG65vECbL0uUBSmAh0PhqvDqKNnK6eetzKAgR1E4LgxXl9kZsXaT5zfK4rbtaDNR6yZgHfG1GdBn_70Ww86_SoT01uWM-U3ohdrqSeXkbWDRG-icGTifzkWextlQlJO-B9HP85/w640-h312/20201219_124524.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna Allé 9, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 Første eier skal ha kalt terrassen desSverre-terrassen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5UU5QyMnQHhutBFKM25TK9h8_2l6HMpMQnjc2lDcTza47WKJDytGmi7Ryv0bMESGI5VtFV1AchYyJxVdSB0YFcokEs3YqoV3U4YGk8IvImdnHCRK6ci1lA6vlSOtOjO8eRIFtrMd7cvY/s1608/20201219_124536.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5UU5QyMnQHhutBFKM25TK9h8_2l6HMpMQnjc2lDcTza47WKJDytGmi7Ryv0bMESGI5VtFV1AchYyJxVdSB0YFcokEs3YqoV3U4YGk8IvImdnHCRK6ci1lA6vlSOtOjO8eRIFtrMd7cvY/w640-h312/20201219_124536.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 11, Sverre Aasland (Med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVuGtg3i76btBIA86ZgC6ivNBbrdPB4eh49xX8-Yamuc6Xrrm11G7E2a2j0_9za48Mu1zKkGieiRHNkb2iScioP8ty_fZwd-yV9uIKNRbUlNnhW5EelR_H0VJbOwVJ8xm602ROAhPOCVeG/s1608/20201219_124556.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVuGtg3i76btBIA86ZgC6ivNBbrdPB4eh49xX8-Yamuc6Xrrm11G7E2a2j0_9za48Mu1zKkGieiRHNkb2iScioP8ty_fZwd-yV9uIKNRbUlNnhW5EelR_H0VJbOwVJ8xm602ROAhPOCVeG/w640-h312/20201219_124556.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Havna allé 13, Sverre Aasland (Med Arne Korsmo), 1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8-vdVeK9bFiwrR45bqyvsN3SengCXh62rpv-LIFtNI8QliLaFKqdollBbKWLZCe4FlAX1Lzqe609XvKTKPIgcMCDqLf3dIdCsazHD_RuozUq2BMPIjKqn0K_l3xg2QuIWHpzHc3Zojw0/s1608/20201219_124628.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8-vdVeK9bFiwrR45bqyvsN3SengCXh62rpv-LIFtNI8QliLaFKqdollBbKWLZCe4FlAX1Lzqe609XvKTKPIgcMCDqLf3dIdCsazHD_RuozUq2BMPIjKqn0K_l3xg2QuIWHpzHc3Zojw0/w640-h312/20201219_124628.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Villa Damman, Havna allé 15, Sverre Aasland (Med Arne Korsmo),1930-32 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8ebOKpA7A7SabzPMh4f8EemnenRaO5edUficxBtObP7eyQEWCOwLCgAzQl-CP7XLMF7T5dIuyWkfabdrz2Udt_WobDe1_PXA6rZIQh-OamXTukwSTUTdo0CcpDxDIFrvl6bc3hUjKCw6/s1608/20201219_124847.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8ebOKpA7A7SabzPMh4f8EemnenRaO5edUficxBtObP7eyQEWCOwLCgAzQl-CP7XLMF7T5dIuyWkfabdrz2Udt_WobDe1_PXA6rZIQh-OamXTukwSTUTdo0CcpDxDIFrvl6bc3hUjKCw6/w640-h312/20201219_124847.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Husene i Havna allé har sluppet gråsyken som har rammet mange norske hus de siste årene</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhqSZMW5vCbCelFHsKjqeaND7JRcX5d1QV2wwt5EcmaQzo5oMwAo7wbRQE6sHTyteC_nVSeUVNjHcQN5msbJgfgypQtZvRiPMAatRShHxyuEkV0MqXAKjlggrq2RmhO1sAxtUR78ZsZ7Y/s1608/20201219_125242.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhqSZMW5vCbCelFHsKjqeaND7JRcX5d1QV2wwt5EcmaQzo5oMwAo7wbRQE6sHTyteC_nVSeUVNjHcQN5msbJgfgypQtZvRiPMAatRShHxyuEkV0MqXAKjlggrq2RmhO1sAxtUR78ZsZ7Y/w640-h312/20201219_125242.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fire funkisperler på rad, Apalveien 55-61, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1932 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8vjttt6KL0zIPJ-okfcYsJ58b9TUBAGNwv5yRQMK9lM8dIc2WsVBdq1LT6K_MJxRuVL6wu2anePCS6hBc48S4brG7VEkqbiWHOqWxot948mut6eAtArVng6IHBmzsC0mqqJSGcXPtYMT/s1608/20201219_125338.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8vjttt6KL0zIPJ-okfcYsJ58b9TUBAGNwv5yRQMK9lM8dIc2WsVBdq1LT6K_MJxRuVL6wu2anePCS6hBc48S4brG7VEkqbiWHOqWxot948mut6eAtArVng6IHBmzsC0mqqJSGcXPtYMT/w640-h312/20201219_125338.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apalveien 61, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1932 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrnSgYXigsriTRbPVq4HfHuKXe81dvmL_7FHEjfLABXj2jkA5AIdMbbsBH6osoXpI4AAi4Qrl6xg-SaMipPsNf9ScArjblZdX_0VXlgOWAkq3cSVGtFsxUPXkyLQ4p7wBwarmKiNPzsPyj/s1608/20201219_125433.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrnSgYXigsriTRbPVq4HfHuKXe81dvmL_7FHEjfLABXj2jkA5AIdMbbsBH6osoXpI4AAi4Qrl6xg-SaMipPsNf9ScArjblZdX_0VXlgOWAkq3cSVGtFsxUPXkyLQ4p7wBwarmKiNPzsPyj/w640-h312/20201219_125433.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apalveien 55, 57 og 59 Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1932 </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNLC8lsp5hD28mdVXY8q1rsBZg_Fl-2_utlXp_Et7WKZmlBUaoRBNIQc9-Ho9-XtVz2ZRFrD56uE-H9ZlyDYwWz6-_h0FfEhWCs-Cexi-vOyQq_OTseL8f0vjdKioN38yoXy2Delptt7Q/s1775/20201219_130518.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="863" data-original-width="1775" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNLC8lsp5hD28mdVXY8q1rsBZg_Fl-2_utlXp_Et7WKZmlBUaoRBNIQc9-Ho9-XtVz2ZRFrD56uE-H9ZlyDYwWz6-_h0FfEhWCs-Cexi-vOyQq_OTseL8f0vjdKioN38yoXy2Delptt7Q/w640-h312/20201219_130518.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frøens vei 16, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1929</td></tr></tbody></table><br />I 1929 tegnet Aasland og Korsmo Lille Frøens vei 16. Aftenposten beskrev det som hypermoderne og det er antatt at huset er det første "skjørt-og-bluse" huset i Norge med mur i deler av første etasje og liggende panel i andre. Skjørt-og-bluse-stilen bredte raskt om seg og er brukt i svært mange boliger. I noen tilfeller består skjørtet av stående panel, mens det er liggende i blusen. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFzcrjbsTahQEXVmLddS7FhzD7aktoghdtrumi2fwZ6H71uqrSOLtXRgzuQq2R-qjhffFWcdBMgmAcyM8VGdDJjkagsSanZLYo5sEGpbFdfpkSPwGgXsuQF6bczo3QjzEBGtlJhARnIZq/s1608/20201219_130543.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFzcrjbsTahQEXVmLddS7FhzD7aktoghdtrumi2fwZ6H71uqrSOLtXRgzuQq2R-qjhffFWcdBMgmAcyM8VGdDJjkagsSanZLYo5sEGpbFdfpkSPwGgXsuQF6bczo3QjzEBGtlJhARnIZq/w640-h312/20201219_130543.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frøens vei 16, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1929</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj598iGJh8jh0SkD5-L4PfQKgfUS2Suvj9T1pLgY-2RSs4DKE3Fnz_VWur__YST4vadiF-78QcAi7X4iGY5TVR1qY6kpMfY8E3E9xQje8cGBRJDPwpajWIzl0ILoGyETID94fWQRUdjezQ_/s1608/20201219_130621.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj598iGJh8jh0SkD5-L4PfQKgfUS2Suvj9T1pLgY-2RSs4DKE3Fnz_VWur__YST4vadiF-78QcAi7X4iGY5TVR1qY6kpMfY8E3E9xQje8cGBRJDPwpajWIzl0ILoGyETID94fWQRUdjezQ_/w640-h312/20201219_130621.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lille Frøens vei 16, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1929</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkvGcZ3KBzPEpnuBkVe7v2rMmrDfBl5jhvIzZvpPEVhFSS9kh3de2EOCJuIywjVDEsTxW5hFAU6AQ2BOj9vFgLSdOS2MuWDS7dd8e5qvVW1ZWs-VVeDvvn759tu-KNHGmtMQbrizfb2kU/s1608/20201219_130632.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="782" data-original-width="1608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkvGcZ3KBzPEpnuBkVe7v2rMmrDfBl5jhvIzZvpPEVhFSS9kh3de2EOCJuIywjVDEsTxW5hFAU6AQ2BOj9vFgLSdOS2MuWDS7dd8e5qvVW1ZWs-VVeDvvn759tu-KNHGmtMQbrizfb2kU/w640-h312/20201219_130632.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland og Arne Korsmo tegnet Lille Frøens vei 14 i 1929 som en tomannsbolig for familien Korsmo og tannlege Rivedal</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Sverre Aasland har også tegnet helt andre ting enn boliger, bygårder og forretningsgårder. I 1934 tegnet han og Korsmo kornsiloen i Kristiansand som skal bli kunstsilo og huse Nikolai Tangens kunstsamling. I 1936 tegnet han funkisbadehuset vårt på Nesodden og i 1937 tegnet han Sälen Högfjellshotell i Sverige. Jacob Wallenberg var med å finansiere høyfjellshotellet som markerte starten på Sälen som turistdestinasjon. <br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9CcMXOlB_I3S4jILoEBkGE3c80cyFECaZjiZhrUsleIg4_WoTNH6lyagWvAh6HaFSWp7PzY_AK29ljkLJtvsOWVG9kFs2dVGDUJ6GSuzICt2X44SjwP6CWzY9RH1RkXH-eWqaxZEXYsJn/s1470/silo2%255B18772%255D.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="1470" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9CcMXOlB_I3S4jILoEBkGE3c80cyFECaZjiZhrUsleIg4_WoTNH6lyagWvAh6HaFSWp7PzY_AK29ljkLJtvsOWVG9kFs2dVGDUJ6GSuzICt2X44SjwP6CWzY9RH1RkXH-eWqaxZEXYsJn/w640-h360/silo2%255B18772%255D.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Konsiloen i Kristiansand som skal bli kunstilo, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1934</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7bL5liiCtQpA5noQYGNgniJ0M7At8ykOXN7FQQzTO8KGrA8xUaRIm1JZv-SjWmiLT__l9YVQ_2CYLC-UbXhku2U6uQ7oFaA_IAvrN8vjR_BRn8jboVioMJAvsNToUKS06Ws_wMPZ2k0x/s1470/silo%255B18774%255D.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="1470" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7bL5liiCtQpA5noQYGNgniJ0M7At8ykOXN7FQQzTO8KGrA8xUaRIm1JZv-SjWmiLT__l9YVQ_2CYLC-UbXhku2U6uQ7oFaA_IAvrN8vjR_BRn8jboVioMJAvsNToUKS06Ws_wMPZ2k0x/w640-h360/silo%255B18774%255D.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Konsiloen i Kristiansand som skal bli kunstilo, Sverre Aasland (med Arne Korsmo), 1934</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_M-byU9glhJ5sOczN4HGm-VAUpSpJ3mr6VZdanY0jQGNJ_mhTKlWKcMAYHaK19VhXUkyy0UJsHF-iVDhTrh4Ig7IBGEILdYxITQWVvoCkpXcMTfU24NG4i3KloFPJ2F08hvqZ46c3CZNG/s1577/20616921_10155368774621206_9157258645339398915_o.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="a" border="0" data-original-height="887" data-original-width="1577" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_M-byU9glhJ5sOczN4HGm-VAUpSpJ3mr6VZdanY0jQGNJ_mhTKlWKcMAYHaK19VhXUkyy0UJsHF-iVDhTrh4Ig7IBGEILdYxITQWVvoCkpXcMTfU24NG4i3KloFPJ2F08hvqZ46c3CZNG/w640-h360/20616921_10155368774621206_9157258645339398915_o.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ole Sofus Aasland, sommerhus og anneks, Flaskebekk, Nesodden, 1912</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUF2BmCEYDfGsHn3bY1tpshWV8tVJ75A93HQ1_Z_ONI6UBm0iAHePgnRwP0uLOH_C0GchXj5YhIaXV2Yky66h6sPesAp19OWsLipm64MQ4yecvfPBTeQ8X5rm2YQfyzLZoCaQ5_iL2K84/s2045/109994332_10158350274706206_3425248861361983157_o.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2045" data-original-width="1431" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUF2BmCEYDfGsHn3bY1tpshWV8tVJ75A93HQ1_Z_ONI6UBm0iAHePgnRwP0uLOH_C0GchXj5YhIaXV2Yky66h6sPesAp19OWsLipm64MQ4yecvfPBTeQ8X5rm2YQfyzLZoCaQ5_iL2K84/w448-h640/109994332_10158350274706206_3425248861361983157_o.jpg" width="448" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland, badehus 1936, Strandpromenaden, Flaskebekk, Nesodden</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWF6amvL8mJ2KANiPl5d3C-Y-SRYHYSkl0gA4_WwYQ16E-OuVcFm_EGa_qfnTFVau5GHeqkRKxgjb9LmapVJhG6vkSAaEClmyQV8b2X7Zsun5EZevFNIXIjf1uVGAlx8ySnGv6OM70HcC/s960/110177749_10158350274766206_4453239774337854047_o.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="465" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWF6amvL8mJ2KANiPl5d3C-Y-SRYHYSkl0gA4_WwYQ16E-OuVcFm_EGa_qfnTFVau5GHeqkRKxgjb9LmapVJhG6vkSAaEClmyQV8b2X7Zsun5EZevFNIXIjf1uVGAlx8ySnGv6OM70HcC/w310-h640/110177749_10158350274766206_4453239774337854047_o.jpg" width="310" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sverre Aasland, badehus 1936. Strandpromenaden, Flaskebekk, Nesodden<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Det ble en flott rundtur i Oslo på 26 km for å få med et utvalg av de bygningene Sverre Aasland har tegnet alene eller sammen med andre. Turen anbefales. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcke64Hj9fiP3RgkS9hh2lL3ArpvPZqpO4jeRHVmCW21-H-NDyk9EMs5pcafLrtLj9EhCDEij-aG4CvFt454mwwCyTsdPF44YnX2b2LeoOyxApp_flY9gU9fS9mOWwdjUdZF8Ud3bUHjLQ/s1784/20201220_124936.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="867" data-original-width="1784" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcke64Hj9fiP3RgkS9hh2lL3ArpvPZqpO4jeRHVmCW21-H-NDyk9EMs5pcafLrtLj9EhCDEij-aG4CvFt454mwwCyTsdPF44YnX2b2LeoOyxApp_flY9gU9fS9mOWwdjUdZF8Ud3bUHjLQ/w640-h312/20201220_124936.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pavels gate 6 på Bolteløkka tegnet i 1928 markerte starten på samarbeidet mellom Aasland og Korsmo, og er deres eneste felles boligblokk. Oppført av Ole Sofus Aasland & Sønner.</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>Byggene jeg var innom på runden er plottet på et kart man finner her: https:<a href="//www.google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=1w74oAUBZjWC_nAzySaUG3h1RvyTL3BH3&usp=sharing">//www.google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=1w74oAUBZjWC_nAzySaUG3h1RvyTL3BH3&usp=sharing</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Sverre flyttet til sin datter i Sveits i 1963 og byttet om på rekkefølgen i bokstavene i etternavnet sitt for at det skulle fungere bedre. Resultatet ble Lasanda. Han døde i april 1990. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSoSdmWDo7MHKcShYCB1YdfzMRY0U7ZVKcNtZ3-Z3dmPnVS1P1VFqJ4ZOiDzA-chSkM5cu0il2UaCwRAq4Z6NDnOj0PeJ-yma3fXRf5mDkGj4YZlt5ifYgwOV6kNd1BLiRB-c0gXWG7GD4/s1212/00.PNG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="861" data-original-width="1212" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSoSdmWDo7MHKcShYCB1YdfzMRY0U7ZVKcNtZ3-Z3dmPnVS1P1VFqJ4ZOiDzA-chSkM5cu0il2UaCwRAq4Z6NDnOj0PeJ-yma3fXRf5mDkGj4YZlt5ifYgwOV6kNd1BLiRB-c0gXWG7GD4/w640-h454/00.PNG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Traskeruten i all sin prakt </td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>Dette blogginnlegget er dynamisk. Kildene til kunnskap om Sverre Aasland og hans arbeider er relativt få og til dels unøyaktige med enkelte motstridende opplysninger. Finner jeg ny informasjon kan det bli justeringer. Det betyr at blogginnlegget mest sannsynlig vil "legge på seg" både tekst og bilder. </div></div></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYbiv3GDaXLVYueGc9nN_5mWgyFnDKO9Opz-j4ArE-QGu1OBtztRwlBUBIqF5gMw3ZfzVF5LudcYc4bZaAWmZqam8Vx_EFySFlf_UTyyaEKZDYwOCDlaUUoK9uxOeS3zqdV73csrMa-nj/s1920/ystehede.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="1920" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYbiv3GDaXLVYueGc9nN_5mWgyFnDKO9Opz-j4ArE-QGu1OBtztRwlBUBIqF5gMw3ZfzVF5LudcYc4bZaAWmZqam8Vx_EFySFlf_UTyyaEKZDYwOCDlaUUoK9uxOeS3zqdV73csrMa-nj/w640-h288/ystehede.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Villa Ystehede på Ås, Sverre Aasland 1935</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-41860999029435381802020-12-17T18:19:00.000+01:002020-12-17T18:19:16.717+01:00OsloTrask1 - 21.11.2020: Vestli - Østerås Fortsatt for tidlig å sykle eller løpe etter skulderskaden. Min nye lidenskap er derfor trasking. I dag gikk trasken fra Vestli til Stovner og Haugenstua, Alnaparken, Ulven, Løren, Sinsen, Torshov, Bjølsen, Ullevål, Blindern, Holmendammen, Røa og hjem. Fin og variert by å traske i.<div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi036klAH8xbZYZhTPvXErFwNROhxaorK8fmP5w-Vmy9aJ8XTyZXdEfI01l1y8uLYeqkqaevqe0dzUWILnp-UGHOCRZGAEadQDWbbMFGXd-KLiscSBnDMzsVwh3KGR9jIqZEkfcr5ES-LTK/s903/20201121_093850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="903" data-original-width="677" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi036klAH8xbZYZhTPvXErFwNROhxaorK8fmP5w-Vmy9aJ8XTyZXdEfI01l1y8uLYeqkqaevqe0dzUWILnp-UGHOCRZGAEadQDWbbMFGXd-KLiscSBnDMzsVwh3KGR9jIqZEkfcr5ES-LTK/w480-h640/20201121_093850.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption"> Nesten alene på t-banen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSoM3gUo95R8MBaCfmr_lEXg6X73arBdnYKNTD0e-QkxQtva9JiQk341gijMugnlm1jInT68H5f210R0u56jYlGi5x0B9uWHpUu0x4aafToxMoE-PsitB9UlwMC3Z4fv1siS6881xUNCMi/s1284/20201121_093850a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="459" data-original-width="1284" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSoM3gUo95R8MBaCfmr_lEXg6X73arBdnYKNTD0e-QkxQtva9JiQk341gijMugnlm1jInT68H5f210R0u56jYlGi5x0B9uWHpUu0x4aafToxMoE-PsitB9UlwMC3Z4fv1siS6881xUNCMi/w640-h229/20201121_093850a.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Traskeruten på 30 km </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5aEb7yFysjB5lisyQOImywRNSnpOZDyNA0mNWo0NpJOmVukk8vxIXc3471gtSXDXU3NRKPQnkCniV59kpUpMnegTjKvffu-tqF0Ief6920g7w7Y5VLwSUV8hipAKbvSQdQT4a4n6rg60/s1470/20201121_104559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5aEb7yFysjB5lisyQOImywRNSnpOZDyNA0mNWo0NpJOmVukk8vxIXc3471gtSXDXU3NRKPQnkCniV59kpUpMnegTjKvffu-tqF0Ief6920g7w7Y5VLwSUV8hipAKbvSQdQT4a4n6rg60/w640-h312/20201121_104559.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stovnertårnet</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8jhnK3QDd7WEGfTbkQpgTSTJ2JRVflnxqAnrCNdXyQBVtw4K9ub8bMSzebKJIt09-9Y0yjrIko_oADmo1KZR1ZEzwlKo6qgPpg7rByBmXQ8cRtBSNl7tvZu_AZbPy1NUTwEauCdp7hSkd/s1470/20201121_104957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8jhnK3QDd7WEGfTbkQpgTSTJ2JRVflnxqAnrCNdXyQBVtw4K9ub8bMSzebKJIt09-9Y0yjrIko_oADmo1KZR1ZEzwlKo6qgPpg7rByBmXQ8cRtBSNl7tvZu_AZbPy1NUTwEauCdp7hSkd/w640-h312/20201121_104957.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Romsås ligger så høyt at det nesten forsvinner i skyene</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7EGxLD5vGklBydb6UgoR7lEQ5r8yWMvhKx9ZRQyNoAKLoFTRc4ThplWZMqas5MvD1LGTreCXS7zGurdRDRlgpNe5Q8nQ2vZNPNf-Px_slbBF28i71S6421SWOVqB4iyt88-w76FMtyUea/s833/20201121_112528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7EGxLD5vGklBydb6UgoR7lEQ5r8yWMvhKx9ZRQyNoAKLoFTRc4ThplWZMqas5MvD1LGTreCXS7zGurdRDRlgpNe5Q8nQ2vZNPNf-Px_slbBF28i71S6421SWOVqB4iyt88-w76FMtyUea/w312-h640/20201121_112528.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rommensletta skulpturpark</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifcXSBY_SVbRRaF42rdv8qWoS34gmfhMqdqBZCMWRsr_XKhEavgpIle7-CUEusSfbZU9MM7ecp05U54O6mDJJwMozwrJciVEPOLddT5r5pPu5Yx2T6Qa69KQLCbczm_qdh9i4IlaSXeOMA/s1470/20201121_112611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQEEDaxq_S7CUqVADPPMTr-q-0CsKb4Z62NUFl9sTMgSrrPsOIwi6Jn-e55KvVm3YNm8VUgFHbUg9Mmis6B4T8LM42eIS8EpmOqwJ-7UY3Tc3n5P37zFl6VbyDF3MZRVtP3hE9RXk1-77a/s1470/20201121_112714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQEEDaxq_S7CUqVADPPMTr-q-0CsKb4Z62NUFl9sTMgSrrPsOIwi6Jn-e55KvVm3YNm8VUgFHbUg9Mmis6B4T8LM42eIS8EpmOqwJ-7UY3Tc3n5P37zFl6VbyDF3MZRVtP3hE9RXk1-77a/w640-h312/20201121_112714.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rommensletta skulpturpark - We-Me av Julia Vance. I sin tid gjenstand for merkelig tollbehandling. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6Aju_MJ12RvCi2bySRbS64ABZI8e59vutv7isfM7lb4fOhf9p8SX0j3mq7KRXq9l_Za9MerixZuakWwpOoPkNghNh_eWW6yoSN0gge45DjMkcFSI325vTvcCZsrj6u5faFr4u4hgrWgd/s833/20201121_112737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6Aju_MJ12RvCi2bySRbS64ABZI8e59vutv7isfM7lb4fOhf9p8SX0j3mq7KRXq9l_Za9MerixZuakWwpOoPkNghNh_eWW6yoSN0gge45DjMkcFSI325vTvcCZsrj6u5faFr4u4hgrWgd/w312-h640/20201121_112737.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rommensletta skulpturpark</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq64cbb0eTEfcFNxNoHG4VlU9MCqXB6buRry4qjNCX0z7inOkvqPcCaNFo7u8iQBIq4bjYMBfj-2chijSag0T5lrkPwTvxDbzHiabGsGuNRx8tiXb7myqMSTiSQd-8y6NBCIrDHl1P0SiJ/s833/20201121_112810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq64cbb0eTEfcFNxNoHG4VlU9MCqXB6buRry4qjNCX0z7inOkvqPcCaNFo7u8iQBIq4bjYMBfj-2chijSag0T5lrkPwTvxDbzHiabGsGuNRx8tiXb7myqMSTiSQd-8y6NBCIrDHl1P0SiJ/w312-h640/20201121_112810.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rommensletta skulpturpark</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tCiQBIRdhaBsePhB_iBdb_hQU3CCzJktXV96kOBj1RFpovGn3-TrOXWQGQ7S1UuOXgWJ9wiJZR1VSopYHgAwkudUokrrD_EtBzytJWvw4TP1t3vRxoruDtWamHhHXCibT8AmXFlPZKpq/s1470/20201121_113256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tCiQBIRdhaBsePhB_iBdb_hQU3CCzJktXV96kOBj1RFpovGn3-TrOXWQGQ7S1UuOXgWJ9wiJZR1VSopYHgAwkudUokrrD_EtBzytJWvw4TP1t3vRxoruDtWamHhHXCibT8AmXFlPZKpq/w640-h312/20201121_113256.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under jernbanen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh189loxwW0VfwC1QW7gQLjvLEQGOcuFf7_F_UZOeWfyAbF0fuJNWuMCogO1_o19PQNSEfkGioy0CXI_ng7Hv3IGTXIJQhRfAfDHnbB72xJue3EVZA-uBl-P4mZdKGyO_pjceI0Z9MQAErs/s833/20201121_114622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh189loxwW0VfwC1QW7gQLjvLEQGOcuFf7_F_UZOeWfyAbF0fuJNWuMCogO1_o19PQNSEfkGioy0CXI_ng7Hv3IGTXIJQhRfAfDHnbB72xJue3EVZA-uBl-P4mZdKGyO_pjceI0Z9MQAErs/w312-h640/20201121_114622.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jungel-elven Alnaelva </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljmIMEgqCwlKs7osihJdUVhMrEZK-UC55tsHOvcBrJsuzZPXMBrU2De5dvRnz9LZPlFfru2FbHBQB21ktG3_dwZuerE8lkgMRbMhAjVLRcVztYcUmAbEkh5S0S_KOBs0ZEUzeYxX_xLRd/s1470/20201121_114705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljmIMEgqCwlKs7osihJdUVhMrEZK-UC55tsHOvcBrJsuzZPXMBrU2De5dvRnz9LZPlFfru2FbHBQB21ktG3_dwZuerE8lkgMRbMhAjVLRcVztYcUmAbEkh5S0S_KOBs0ZEUzeYxX_xLRd/w640-h312/20201121_114705.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Furuset transformatorstasjon </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU1b8v2Kio1ToVQaQW3r5mXhXql1Gy7NNJbCwasizKc1M7_xzbd6ehopM35_BGrXDcAGPUFOAHrzRKYOyLa6a4F4zOTf6bfYex_HzuPFE7QmLlrItPib45Mb3twDltyUsq3K-DeOySXxcz/s1110/20201121_114714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="832" data-original-width="1110" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU1b8v2Kio1ToVQaQW3r5mXhXql1Gy7NNJbCwasizKc1M7_xzbd6ehopM35_BGrXDcAGPUFOAHrzRKYOyLa6a4F4zOTf6bfYex_HzuPFE7QmLlrItPib45Mb3twDltyUsq3K-DeOySXxcz/w640-h480/20201121_114714.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann i Alnaparken</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_lng1RZ9zGcedtPNGSRvgcEzUHbceMHZpOeRfTVlTRSJIPS5MqPlyzH3lCGe6SgS7rj3eZyV2Kn8bdrzUrVbH1DvONeys1tkD6GE2xAfP3yCmgOixNioYt3jp-OEARNajW28yumz61kU/s1470/20201121_114914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_lng1RZ9zGcedtPNGSRvgcEzUHbceMHZpOeRfTVlTRSJIPS5MqPlyzH3lCGe6SgS7rj3eZyV2Kn8bdrzUrVbH1DvONeys1tkD6GE2xAfP3yCmgOixNioYt3jp-OEARNajW28yumz61kU/w640-h312/20201121_114914.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alnaparken</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghmn80Eye8I3NCcXm2v9Q4ZJPDPsgqf0FRVm71Bdb9vF7q1-3vvohF476kZvIq6gJhpEHByj_baNC5xY2pZlJdViEjmlesiX81U4_1ArYlCthIZAic3g7jjuEGBj_hhutbMSPnQWU3Y_h8/s1470/20201121_115353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghmn80Eye8I3NCcXm2v9Q4ZJPDPsgqf0FRVm71Bdb9vF7q1-3vvohF476kZvIq6gJhpEHByj_baNC5xY2pZlJdViEjmlesiX81U4_1ArYlCthIZAic3g7jjuEGBj_hhutbMSPnQWU3Y_h8/w640-h312/20201121_115353.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alnaparken</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbruDovIWavwm3a9zldCcn1hbm4OQdBeu0RI9F1biIGQuUJtJ3ekIsG5fr1Y6Qc-FWX2tjeswkryuSPbjAiSbh6M-lR6U-GmlzamJviqpHfbQLRH6osoM0Rbi0t4qPU5LimOGsET8QaPaI/s1470/20201121_115656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbruDovIWavwm3a9zldCcn1hbm4OQdBeu0RI9F1biIGQuUJtJ3ekIsG5fr1Y6Qc-FWX2tjeswkryuSPbjAiSbh6M-lR6U-GmlzamJviqpHfbQLRH6osoM0Rbi0t4qPU5LimOGsET8QaPaI/w640-h312/20201121_115656.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den som klapper hesten får korona </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjmBu4kDwYONH48oAi5gcaTLqOxDUezAk_xdCEkEWa4UZWYbViRfWAi8vttp3AY572tUCNILjwLgyjmJusuxUUkEdViq5Dj9973Gotv1xyeE1iGB2j8yw2rLaDvcWXAedypNTBwc81dx1/s833/20201121_115802+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjmBu4kDwYONH48oAi5gcaTLqOxDUezAk_xdCEkEWa4UZWYbViRfWAi8vttp3AY572tUCNILjwLgyjmJusuxUUkEdViq5Dj9973Gotv1xyeE1iGB2j8yw2rLaDvcWXAedypNTBwc81dx1/w312-h640/20201121_115802+%25281%2529.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Korona-hest</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zGbzEMAXnb2L8TjzjIxTVE1cDru5auKc2MVXroH6WYuQDFd1_WbjTjvojjdJbquCWKL9CT5bnVx2k3lVzGUEbxWEpTXFhzT9-9ULjbofjWqxQd1iKk7NwYXTr3ZII1Z-X8t7b3pDzN_q/s833/20201121_120319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zGbzEMAXnb2L8TjzjIxTVE1cDru5auKc2MVXroH6WYuQDFd1_WbjTjvojjdJbquCWKL9CT5bnVx2k3lVzGUEbxWEpTXFhzT9-9ULjbofjWqxQd1iKk7NwYXTr3ZII1Z-X8t7b3pDzN_q/w312-h640/20201121_120319.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flittig bever har nesten fullført jobben</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkaYkijHdQreObZY4IM7zndBxTMvMs_jpQ6hB5DCaqjOhTOGKaVdzZhP5jSJKoKGHZUlgcB3WGFk_XICxzWRzfBCwFWZa-JJi5etocT89xdy9EsOcE6GbBv-iOL8Z1SPma6bUlAhiHUiMV/s1470/20201121_120544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkaYkijHdQreObZY4IM7zndBxTMvMs_jpQ6hB5DCaqjOhTOGKaVdzZhP5jSJKoKGHZUlgcB3WGFk_XICxzWRzfBCwFWZa-JJi5etocT89xdy9EsOcE6GbBv-iOL8Z1SPma6bUlAhiHUiMV/w640-h312/20201121_120544.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super ny gang- og sykkelvei </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisI_l9IjlGzTXlerJS0_U1GsUrcYk7W_9Pv8_vPabbA_pUXFy2PK0MKtUSbYRZyTa3D2cdOkc6oFe9ZoDtQGhCe-OmRPJTbJ0ERgHLVjd4I8bDn5BrZVKAzbhCwKmO1r00MwiMiWS3m-7i/s1470/20201121_120850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisI_l9IjlGzTXlerJS0_U1GsUrcYk7W_9Pv8_vPabbA_pUXFy2PK0MKtUSbYRZyTa3D2cdOkc6oFe9ZoDtQGhCe-OmRPJTbJ0ERgHLVjd4I8bDn5BrZVKAzbhCwKmO1r00MwiMiWS3m-7i/w640-h312/20201121_120850.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Godsterminalen på Alnabru - navet for norsk godstrafikk med tog </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8eB3L_PY3uy2O6-hRYgk0lAATNoVOX9LhfwddiC4T2icbEub4dJO9kYUimFk5bp6ub1zE12nGJFvxQuGJdju-_E2CFWbVipZAeEYD56wkKVzIIFtOIYXgrCeNThDzM0kgxdhYw57j6v_s/s1470/20201121_121053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8eB3L_PY3uy2O6-hRYgk0lAATNoVOX9LhfwddiC4T2icbEub4dJO9kYUimFk5bp6ub1zE12nGJFvxQuGJdju-_E2CFWbVipZAeEYD56wkKVzIIFtOIYXgrCeNThDzM0kgxdhYw57j6v_s/w640-h312/20201121_121053.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fint vannpeil I</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj8ltzBRg2hdsXZ-ZUmrLBEcLL4LXIK6scdp49o2HDM4HRUnZHrdyqXg29WXAOJQfCUP5jy0C86KO7U9Yy-XHsYz9Lu1PbnfQy54Cmo0Dh_WDosZfRCw9bePGxyE3XxktRstkTl6wXJZx/s1470/20201121_121152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj8ltzBRg2hdsXZ-ZUmrLBEcLL4LXIK6scdp49o2HDM4HRUnZHrdyqXg29WXAOJQfCUP5jy0C86KO7U9Yy-XHsYz9Lu1PbnfQy54Cmo0Dh_WDosZfRCw9bePGxyE3XxktRstkTl6wXJZx/w640-h312/20201121_121152.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fint vannspeil II - Bring speiler seg</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarLh3JNgTgOMccrcM7fE9rmnxxJtVEQ9aQxpfIyql6hNh5U1VlrKPx4yOoLjlN9yImjwEYHOMJCzz6EwTv5mAjaVPcf10HetmzGCXABbzQsesO62a77alYiFr-NUrWoeApURISG_5xpzq/s1470/20201121_121745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarLh3JNgTgOMccrcM7fE9rmnxxJtVEQ9aQxpfIyql6hNh5U1VlrKPx4yOoLjlN9yImjwEYHOMJCzz6EwTv5mAjaVPcf10HetmzGCXABbzQsesO62a77alYiFr-NUrWoeApURISG_5xpzq/w640-h312/20201121_121745.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange camper i og rundt bilene sine i Alfasetveien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdvVIj1rvh0ZkKareWwo7ymvQjDPV6RbMN4lGm3T18s3ZlVkdk9DB_hTcxTmxZtRf5nngFbxn7FvcanhzJjzuOAeXsUE4JcjUmXEsm8TgVW3M5pP3kGQLC72LFXHZXWV2R_TAHsQoi5yT/s1470/20201121_123030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdvVIj1rvh0ZkKareWwo7ymvQjDPV6RbMN4lGm3T18s3ZlVkdk9DB_hTcxTmxZtRf5nngFbxn7FvcanhzJjzuOAeXsUE4JcjUmXEsm8TgVW3M5pP3kGQLC72LFXHZXWV2R_TAHsQoi5yT/w640-h312/20201121_123030.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange som savner amerikanske veianlegg kjører rundt på Alnabru </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjArnRoiqddH_Xk9hGzvJnobuE-_ISj1n3ml9Qf1t7q2sicI0bWfBs6wwmhZ5STBLdZ7yC5uO05zIYuK1LjZzsZtjsfbCtv-uuF63sDkOflM-0lKmw-hzDBjgbk5D6TrH_iZccqijbIJd9/s1470/20201121_123127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjArnRoiqddH_Xk9hGzvJnobuE-_ISj1n3ml9Qf1t7q2sicI0bWfBs6wwmhZ5STBLdZ7yC5uO05zIYuK1LjZzsZtjsfbCtv-uuF63sDkOflM-0lKmw-hzDBjgbk5D6TrH_iZccqijbIJd9/w640-h312/20201121_123127.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hells Angels og sikh-tempel side om side </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGHuPzj_74CpGwk_edM3TDrbTUIIkj6qpUnwL5rjf3fykzfc5x0CFNBEQz-AnhuWmHJRqY9pD8hF4T2jG1uquL5remx_QOOwtmyYmlhv0IgySdr_CKGtFy4f89DZNz4SLMk1bgZBOFLX0/s1470/20201121_123401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGHuPzj_74CpGwk_edM3TDrbTUIIkj6qpUnwL5rjf3fykzfc5x0CFNBEQz-AnhuWmHJRqY9pD8hF4T2jG1uquL5remx_QOOwtmyYmlhv0IgySdr_CKGtFy4f89DZNz4SLMk1bgZBOFLX0/w640-h312/20201121_123401.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tegn på at konteinerne er bebodde </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iz4U_ovZ0uI36wXbQKO3XjEUFtcWXGfz5H4gyL3P8it83c9dWEtQQ0VeufwETgab74q-Gq3UtUNSOpUdG4HDeBfLsP6rLy_CUPRBFfrVmamCAwWhCUP27aVyoUZK8dgFJQzwZefE5w1u/s1470/20201121_123759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iz4U_ovZ0uI36wXbQKO3XjEUFtcWXGfz5H4gyL3P8it83c9dWEtQQ0VeufwETgab74q-Gq3UtUNSOpUdG4HDeBfLsP6rLy_CUPRBFfrVmamCAwWhCUP27aVyoUZK8dgFJQzwZefE5w1u/w640-h312/20201121_123759.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fargerikt på Øvre Ulven</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdCM8FBv-menxajZV9JaHMzErNeOs8j66cU9BipQaDl3waBlZmkj43P8YYNR48SYOem_4SzsjR-bPS-F8CIVs6b5MrtDCzB_QIebbxo0eY7oKA7MNL1NuASO4I-DKvRUcjEwF2TdcT7ZS/s1470/20201121_124108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdCM8FBv-menxajZV9JaHMzErNeOs8j66cU9BipQaDl3waBlZmkj43P8YYNR48SYOem_4SzsjR-bPS-F8CIVs6b5MrtDCzB_QIebbxo0eY7oKA7MNL1NuASO4I-DKvRUcjEwF2TdcT7ZS/w640-h312/20201121_124108.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et kontorbygg i Persveien som snart skal til de evige jaktmarker </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zrKwYOJVEtsJUVy9pftE41rHK17ok1njPMIoxrzDWZ4Uk0SKl9IyY4VMzxqwEY0wLdhQEHeul2wvCYijvREBdkMXf0fvNYqhyphenhyphenSGRJ1i6lhA4qDy7GokvpHnelEjXLHI5mlwpN0CmPM1A/s1470/20201121_124704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zrKwYOJVEtsJUVy9pftE41rHK17ok1njPMIoxrzDWZ4Uk0SKl9IyY4VMzxqwEY0wLdhQEHeul2wvCYijvREBdkMXf0fvNYqhyphenhyphenSGRJ1i6lhA4qDy7GokvpHnelEjXLHI5mlwpN0CmPM1A/w640-h312/20201121_124704.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ulven</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1B0rbkJVeGZAz7OlrPmFj1v2wy9GawhPaRDh1adR7FIy6C2zD-tr36cogYAr7GH-xjcrzSlBNhRnZmRiMAvjhCoQg8XmCmC7JGsMha-_vOM7zclCGBg7OcPz0m1FH6tP6torK1Puqq-I/s1470/20201121_124759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq1B0rbkJVeGZAz7OlrPmFj1v2wy9GawhPaRDh1adR7FIy6C2zD-tr36cogYAr7GH-xjcrzSlBNhRnZmRiMAvjhCoQg8XmCmC7JGsMha-_vOM7zclCGBg7OcPz0m1FH6tP6torK1Puqq-I/w640-h312/20201121_124759.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Farsdag-hilsen på Ulven </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvH72JnWIpCQCsRHHTj4QuJvudYhiIaEW0OpuHOAnbyfM0JmjfPg4eZ7kZp6JhR_GfKgDbRLrUK-OVPyHubwIkg847ZRsw0589NTfJJnkA0lULBUXrKRKjvDn42q5t1rqqQlRdnrw709Q/s1470/20201121_125244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1470" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvH72JnWIpCQCsRHHTj4QuJvudYhiIaEW0OpuHOAnbyfM0JmjfPg4eZ7kZp6JhR_GfKgDbRLrUK-OVPyHubwIkg847ZRsw0589NTfJJnkA0lULBUXrKRKjvDn42q5t1rqqQlRdnrw709Q/w640-h348/20201121_125244.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den sultne spurven utenfor Kiwi på Ulven torg spiste restene av wienerbrødet mitt </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwnUCA031hHDRRSa718QcOAVERz_XzuE3V3WbGhdAVxRBpKZN90ixaIjurvMLB8XmOfMdPRevomeXcbWQWBw9YDdIupz3yrREtys1yiuymhJn2CPkhRq444HYt61yBMvL7RwlEyQBectn9/s833/20201121_130005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwnUCA031hHDRRSa718QcOAVERz_XzuE3V3WbGhdAVxRBpKZN90ixaIjurvMLB8XmOfMdPRevomeXcbWQWBw9YDdIupz3yrREtys1yiuymhJn2CPkhRq444HYt61yBMvL7RwlEyQBectn9/w312-h640/20201121_130005.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ulven</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiWU5-9GfgZ_Z0Tr8UBhRlT_nsAv6NjQx_Jup7nKMhcXz696m5EQNqu4VYy9wz70v_CAWI9pGd0-Uh1neWFmFazVv8OjyqnVw99_nDtsGinphPkduLOZBcMoIqMGzXjdsDEUsLmYERVUZo/s1470/20201121_130521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiWU5-9GfgZ_Z0Tr8UBhRlT_nsAv6NjQx_Jup7nKMhcXz696m5EQNqu4VYy9wz70v_CAWI9pGd0-Uh1neWFmFazVv8OjyqnVw99_nDtsGinphPkduLOZBcMoIqMGzXjdsDEUsLmYERVUZo/w640-h312/20201121_130521.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Økern</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7MYLtdM4463_zWyzIAD6MXyzH9iRFRvguK_LsYAVyIJ-B4CrJimLZ0V0phNJi0-LtzpDNHtIUK82j2Lx5mzBnAjYByg3ZP4WEdRsOcj5Ad0n41Uv3l0ygAzjvkX7-jAI01a1pydAR6FQI/s1470/20201121_130728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7MYLtdM4463_zWyzIAD6MXyzH9iRFRvguK_LsYAVyIJ-B4CrJimLZ0V0phNJi0-LtzpDNHtIUK82j2Lx5mzBnAjYByg3ZP4WEdRsOcj5Ad0n41Uv3l0ygAzjvkX7-jAI01a1pydAR6FQI/w640-h312/20201121_130728.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Økern portal </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdgpuI-PSY1yq5J6G2IFfyuGpGbXwODwZFkxi4R2KlxUOCoaZmn3yH-yp2zBmfAacs4VE_i7m0nwuyBqr-7LEldQmtJsrUlURx-sa_oa7icQvTqcX76ruHvBfxfW6DFlSKRPLijMMNHk6/s1470/20201121_131028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFdgpuI-PSY1yq5J6G2IFfyuGpGbXwODwZFkxi4R2KlxUOCoaZmn3yH-yp2zBmfAacs4VE_i7m0nwuyBqr-7LEldQmtJsrUlURx-sa_oa7icQvTqcX76ruHvBfxfW6DFlSKRPLijMMNHk6/w640-h312/20201121_131028.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lørens hovedgate: Lørenveien </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdyQtl-iTbpDDmlV9ksf_6eQrN1A5icP5jatsVbJx8xrEIUgOPykY-FKXU9hCSOvTu7uqZhNvJezKBuFMeLVAdVmMSW78FIP_Czbqm30sfFaa8lXAxT8FyilxjMzk6KmHkVda-VQZKG3B/s1470/20201121_131445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdyQtl-iTbpDDmlV9ksf_6eQrN1A5icP5jatsVbJx8xrEIUgOPykY-FKXU9hCSOvTu7uqZhNvJezKBuFMeLVAdVmMSW78FIP_Czbqm30sfFaa8lXAxT8FyilxjMzk6KmHkVda-VQZKG3B/w640-h312/20201121_131445.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løren torg - her tror jeg man har lykkes med å skape urbanitet </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5gOaAS7vhiar6z-ahWUIPaKLgWWAz5UQi58Gh1K-6DMEPsNXjLe25gFnGkjwgjs4z8X0F_k9lw54elV0zfE2kIkBCz1JsmXDmz6h2ntOmn2WVWqILjyEYS1v6ogqAsIRc7MI3kZMzXEy_/s1470/20201121_132029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5gOaAS7vhiar6z-ahWUIPaKLgWWAz5UQi58Gh1K-6DMEPsNXjLe25gFnGkjwgjs4z8X0F_k9lw54elV0zfE2kIkBCz1JsmXDmz6h2ntOmn2WVWqILjyEYS1v6ogqAsIRc7MI3kZMzXEy_/w640-h312/20201121_132029.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De berømte trærne i Sinsenparken</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiaEDZ0PAYLARk7oDzs4WU2Sb97KGCx0p2Y5u6UNbYsYNmmW9gsGjvh8mrIVlTNWaOHbaREajpuOt7TiQ7X8o2QFALtb9kBb0nRTorB3xD6ZArYtuDAKWzRRGXUQ23WVy6w-Yrw6roo_Gf/s1470/20201121_132113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiaEDZ0PAYLARk7oDzs4WU2Sb97KGCx0p2Y5u6UNbYsYNmmW9gsGjvh8mrIVlTNWaOHbaREajpuOt7TiQ7X8o2QFALtb9kBb0nRTorB3xD6ZArYtuDAKWzRRGXUQ23WVy6w-Yrw6roo_Gf/w640-h312/20201121_132113.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sinsenparken </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6crZgAwPQwIH8o0L-P97m6O1KP16NRFoRZEAWW2puG_d-KTx2OOtXOAvH3J0Bw1L5E9SI-TaDYRYUwVUKc45pi_COMtyMQR-P5NL4IaDMYdCVOuFtUWVEJr7_rYy0p5YY-9Q-q4Cmco3B/s1470/20201121_132121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6crZgAwPQwIH8o0L-P97m6O1KP16NRFoRZEAWW2puG_d-KTx2OOtXOAvH3J0Bw1L5E9SI-TaDYRYUwVUKc45pi_COMtyMQR-P5NL4IaDMYdCVOuFtUWVEJr7_rYy0p5YY-9Q-q4Cmco3B/w640-h312/20201121_132121.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sinsenparken</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM5mDMKrCgOTWrxuSTM-BhBc3a20RCxxx2lM5TZUtBz21_Qv4RFFJLOjdORJIlYGZ00fh_KSyFRS_w68l7EGvbV3ECWIw4tJvtPsPjedofzsxcWwxfZWAvkTpGEXw_85NrKCrLpM_LEMm/s1470/20201121_132442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM5mDMKrCgOTWrxuSTM-BhBc3a20RCxxx2lM5TZUtBz21_Qv4RFFJLOjdORJIlYGZ00fh_KSyFRS_w68l7EGvbV3ECWIw4tJvtPsPjedofzsxcWwxfZWAvkTpGEXw_85NrKCrLpM_LEMm/w640-h312/20201121_132442.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sinsen kulturhus </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmq9UqpzQa0nX4qoMCej3uDbYa4pXgq6tR6lBpFpVkB6RCpNrZjoBeoEwT0FxM9dQR9z6KVZoVst8JfKo-z5fogaAaDEyHseoz2CK13jWKmFk3IkPahk97cXPooUJj0Wh1tDVoetaIXVg/s1470/20201121_133251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmq9UqpzQa0nX4qoMCej3uDbYa4pXgq6tR6lBpFpVkB6RCpNrZjoBeoEwT0FxM9dQR9z6KVZoVst8JfKo-z5fogaAaDEyHseoz2CK13jWKmFk3IkPahk97cXPooUJj0Wh1tDVoetaIXVg/w640-h312/20201121_133251.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Glatt og gjørmete gress med flott utsikt i Torshovdalen </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTFmCCwiwJaGzf2EJjGVCBQ4aIXqUpcBNzMK0ZOfEY-RnKB3SKTE5HVyL3GW8bvZLh1vQvBuU7c9lP8sj_pBQlVXNfO_m8afrsLehxdeF9ih16me4TYzGmHe-IGIufRO2LcQlL3VLKYrbK/s1470/20201121_133813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTFmCCwiwJaGzf2EJjGVCBQ4aIXqUpcBNzMK0ZOfEY-RnKB3SKTE5HVyL3GW8bvZLh1vQvBuU7c9lP8sj_pBQlVXNfO_m8afrsLehxdeF9ih16me4TYzGmHe-IGIufRO2LcQlL3VLKYrbK/w640-h312/20201121_133813.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landets mest fotograferte hesteskulptur i Torshovparken </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwqSeiP-fYB29D5m8sbJV_uGOrczeOTwmsBKr9Aa-gqR3lMGlE8h8fEEk8h3FbWRBQfZIQxF1oFinfUcgqES7INn5403D5xKMzxpOQ_4I5DqgLAhPcifELBdhh-XIS4fy5-upBST2jHNsC/s1470/20201121_134258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwqSeiP-fYB29D5m8sbJV_uGOrczeOTwmsBKr9Aa-gqR3lMGlE8h8fEEk8h3FbWRBQfZIQxF1oFinfUcgqES7INn5403D5xKMzxpOQ_4I5DqgLAhPcifELBdhh-XIS4fy5-upBST2jHNsC/w640-h312/20201121_134258.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Torshov</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNGCnExt8beYi2V1bCUxT9aPyApXQkE1zaXZ2AaSKFHiJNbmBBqYzP2O42RyuHtEbmD0WZaB2hyphenhyphenzdt_eFAPNRHFbitz1a8k7pDZSjOu-4_8eFBQ41zf_W-TFR0SY1Yp0S6pFp8wyendud/s1470/20201121_135615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNGCnExt8beYi2V1bCUxT9aPyApXQkE1zaXZ2AaSKFHiJNbmBBqYzP2O42RyuHtEbmD0WZaB2hyphenhyphenzdt_eFAPNRHFbitz1a8k7pDZSjOu-4_8eFBQ41zf_W-TFR0SY1Yp0S6pFp8wyendud/w640-h312/20201121_135615.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bjølsens berømte balkonger på Advokat Dehlis plass</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlUHw2X_3xpBmCZRN-DwCGTdgC5tKHcl2TqGiKiPBlM_o-r7AHjh9Ly0gwgSZH78vHWIocDGOqkwjo5P0VVjq2XD-1ewN_2WoYPGMm-788k1wX0hqiO9-aWy_kYOD5XHSQneRe_xhxIg9/s1470/20201121_135903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlUHw2X_3xpBmCZRN-DwCGTdgC5tKHcl2TqGiKiPBlM_o-r7AHjh9Ly0gwgSZH78vHWIocDGOqkwjo5P0VVjq2XD-1ewN_2WoYPGMm-788k1wX0hqiO9-aWy_kYOD5XHSQneRe_xhxIg9/w640-h312/20201121_135903.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bjølsen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCTR5VYayC7G5rUgHW9U0HhO2IWfXpTl-lhhmGe7HEgSCKFjEmsVCcUIYVBpfKW6FvIZEeiRgXGoL2ue2fUky3tYW0rWfSfBFy3evtOZfcas_pScfKpENeRBaw8NSgTvadPkZDAGS1Ct3/s1470/20201121_142321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCTR5VYayC7G5rUgHW9U0HhO2IWfXpTl-lhhmGe7HEgSCKFjEmsVCcUIYVBpfKW6FvIZEeiRgXGoL2ue2fUky3tYW0rWfSfBFy3evtOZfcas_pScfKpENeRBaw8NSgTvadPkZDAGS1Ct3/w640-h312/20201121_142321.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ullevålsalleen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QpY6hfmiKwQrFOOqD49QpDgraismxg3Z_DX6cBuc_wrTN5w6uhMzbW8cwUEkr24obqE_yUyJS8gUopA90y8Ok5dq1XtFfNI8rlEmnb8muxJenih9yp4TtO2z1s_RE_wTpEBaU8J7LUfi/s833/20201121_142827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QpY6hfmiKwQrFOOqD49QpDgraismxg3Z_DX6cBuc_wrTN5w6uhMzbW8cwUEkr24obqE_yUyJS8gUopA90y8Ok5dq1XtFfNI8rlEmnb8muxJenih9yp4TtO2z1s_RE_wTpEBaU8J7LUfi/w312-h640/20201121_142827.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vestre Aker kirke </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGjgSg1WDA5ZkftgXHlKVcMSLyUtPz4g-eqJhyg_YxSoPBYhgPYgLtTj3weS-P5p7ygDThsXkHwAAf3KyQkhjNXdvaH7r_LBa3wbjOk9qrLf0m6Zze93amaj0BcNTRwHTyCFaeOiMXJI4l/s1470/20201121_143205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGjgSg1WDA5ZkftgXHlKVcMSLyUtPz4g-eqJhyg_YxSoPBYhgPYgLtTj3weS-P5p7ygDThsXkHwAAf3KyQkhjNXdvaH7r_LBa3wbjOk9qrLf0m6Zze93amaj0BcNTRwHTyCFaeOiMXJI4l/w640-h312/20201121_143205.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nedre Blindern gård </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-mzfij2CmHvt4Z3hZRJifc_mCf66P7-366wBA1LzAxbRaXPjzbuOtzRGGS0WfujEKgZjalFxoUcy4jjZzjL-KxhKFmv3DBXuct2i1R8xa2QmdOILisppnWv0gf3AbKn6AnNrNGYoVqRS/s1470/20201121_143714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-mzfij2CmHvt4Z3hZRJifc_mCf66P7-366wBA1LzAxbRaXPjzbuOtzRGGS0WfujEKgZjalFxoUcy4jjZzjL-KxhKFmv3DBXuct2i1R8xa2QmdOILisppnWv0gf3AbKn6AnNrNGYoVqRS/w640-h312/20201121_143714.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det gule huset på Blindern</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMiWRyfhJByRemRKmjkSagCuLD2gmqnu0WJKJ0_b-IAE8VyrtbuagoZjfOsK4ZAOBRgt703zBCazDZyPquh-6lMmkN-vCUeCxnxrhGgTmnj0V6c2Q3Jiptn9oqfYAIN7EiX8kpEi_-PJd/s1470/20201121_143912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMiWRyfhJByRemRKmjkSagCuLD2gmqnu0WJKJ0_b-IAE8VyrtbuagoZjfOsK4ZAOBRgt703zBCazDZyPquh-6lMmkN-vCUeCxnxrhGgTmnj0V6c2Q3Jiptn9oqfYAIN7EiX8kpEi_-PJd/w640-h312/20201121_143912.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blindern t-banestasjon</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkuDhvWcd-CnUUIBe2XRcrhhWeBkQQZ-V_TsSiWPjyRRdp8OnnQTT9h957MXgfYj44cKuQpTnaJ2c5mBklQQtAiB1FwQW_EOToCBX6UDfVWI8YvMvNs_y9wTf7s7ZedTrxCpoRmYpvElJ/s833/20201121_144018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkuDhvWcd-CnUUIBe2XRcrhhWeBkQQZ-V_TsSiWPjyRRdp8OnnQTT9h957MXgfYj44cKuQpTnaJ2c5mBklQQtAiB1FwQW_EOToCBX6UDfVWI8YvMvNs_y9wTf7s7ZedTrxCpoRmYpvElJ/w312-h640/20201121_144018.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">T-banespor i lav sol</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbloXX5AyVM-mpZdICNs0pDeLSIeiX97OhXFP5deWSXQr5SCnFqmpVhT0AQPmGSR4D0tdRVEaAUX_9MuSZ5otdllN4hMdiSo2-4A5MZ0AhF0gNgSV0vVpj71ZlZnL1JlvBjzleh_js7-ME/s833/20201121_144301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbloXX5AyVM-mpZdICNs0pDeLSIeiX97OhXFP5deWSXQr5SCnFqmpVhT0AQPmGSR4D0tdRVEaAUX_9MuSZ5otdllN4hMdiSo2-4A5MZ0AhF0gNgSV0vVpj71ZlZnL1JlvBjzleh_js7-ME/w312-h640/20201121_144301.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange traskere i Rasmus Winderens vei </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMssJSbRjm_flpM8yffg3mi-oDkdTO6c0m9qYE7gH4lEZoTAUvvxO93urSsUIMlHxMDOOu2WD28qPUc-IwhkWDPeS38YdzIsuM7ium-hFUNYsG3g05TVW9BRZRdEaAZGinRpwug9IiMHn0/s1470/20201121_145245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMssJSbRjm_flpM8yffg3mi-oDkdTO6c0m9qYE7gH4lEZoTAUvvxO93urSsUIMlHxMDOOu2WD28qPUc-IwhkWDPeS38YdzIsuM7ium-hFUNYsG3g05TVW9BRZRdEaAZGinRpwug9IiMHn0/w640-h312/20201121_145245.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">RIng 3</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmNar0J6O-QmWZMbS2h_qEF357_-ImtuVa9y2lGtWO8r3qjLF3oNuz929CQQUM6vdSkOieMfEPJp5ZwqT2576f5iPBMocMUFBRtLNnJZvb7uIfvuNJOjZx8OPhj597z3tsOZcSxrQ_u3J/s833/20201121_150458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmNar0J6O-QmWZMbS2h_qEF357_-ImtuVa9y2lGtWO8r3qjLF3oNuz929CQQUM6vdSkOieMfEPJp5ZwqT2576f5iPBMocMUFBRtLNnJZvb7uIfvuNJOjZx8OPhj597z3tsOZcSxrQ_u3J/w312-h640/20201121_150458.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solnedgang ved Holmendammen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxvUhvAoyiB4NVZMEVFfED6etGo1y2breugqI6grJrnsLMGVqQMDQrh3VsoHZCpQKWvk0O0g0ogCVzEjxVmNnPlDSbn0f5HAFZCLl1Ve16zExjUZx4gswr8jzcCmRpbm7q3HA5CJWTDpX6/s833/20201121_150559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxvUhvAoyiB4NVZMEVFfED6etGo1y2breugqI6grJrnsLMGVqQMDQrh3VsoHZCpQKWvk0O0g0ogCVzEjxVmNnPlDSbn0f5HAFZCLl1Ve16zExjUZx4gswr8jzcCmRpbm7q3HA5CJWTDpX6/w312-h640/20201121_150559.jpg" width="312" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holmendammens røde bær </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy4HlfzdI-DbYEiQWFRVJk4uvXLjXYIn8mwj1gDhmnm0qDR6Nq_2JEMkcrdlQ5u5MiOMJ3UONRZ8E_KlvZoMb2HMP9MkahUCc8MTQsBun0Yo2TpAXjBWJElSlvN8h5qCqWRO2xCKz7pLe9/s1470/20201121_150726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Hhyphenhyphenw4nwNO_rOkvKMMZRSfm8SST9DHUivO-2Ojuo2oKBBE1_W8d_1oMIp3lRMczO_-3ApMote-g9HOeqka8sTcpIOsSW5ucCJux1ejg-2OXxFW2CEKO6oQnBFGH88Hi2Y2qorq-dcFXL7/s1470/20201121_155907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="1470" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Hhyphenhyphenw4nwNO_rOkvKMMZRSfm8SST9DHUivO-2Ojuo2oKBBE1_W8d_1oMIp3lRMczO_-3ApMote-g9HOeqka8sTcpIOsSW5ucCJux1ejg-2OXxFW2CEKO6oQnBFGH88Hi2Y2qorq-dcFXL7/w640-h312/20201121_155907.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Langs Griniveien - Eiksmarka er ankommet og jeg er nesten hjemme</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p></div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-72707202169373935972020-05-03T08:49:00.000+02:002020-05-03T09:12:16.089+02:00Utvalgte høydepunkter fra 30 herlige år med 40-års krise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Min 40-års krise begynte da jeg var barn og den har vart helt frem til nå. I den voksne delen av livet skjedde startskuddet mens jeg jobbet i studentrettshjelpstilbudet Juss-Buss i 1990. Det var loddtrekning om en sommerjobb og vinnersjansene var 50 prosent. I plenum uttrykte jeg høyt og tydelig overfor de andre jusstudentene at jeg skulle sykle fra Oslo til Nordkapp på min 1983-modell DBS-touring dersom jeg ikke vant. Jeg skulle heller ikke ha lov til å betale for varm mat eller overnatting. Jeg vant selvsagt ikke, og den voksne delen av 40-års krisen var satt i gang.<br />
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Jeg forlot Oslo grytidlig om morgenen i starten av juli 1990 på den gamle 18 kg tunge DBS-sykkelen. Ni dager og 2250 km senere nådde jeg Nordkapp. De fleste nettene overnattet jeg på bondegårder og høydepunktet var VM-finale i fotball på en gård i det daværende Nord Trøndelag og damen på gården i Dunderlandsdalen i Nordland som stod opp kl 04.00. og bakte lokale snurreboller jeg kunne ha med på turen over Saltfjellet.<br />
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I de 30 årene som har gått siden Nordkapp-turen i 1990 har 40-års krisen gitt meg mange gleder og kroppen har fått uendelig mye juling. På langrenn var det de lange turene som tiltalte meg mest, men jeg har lekt mye innen andre sporter også. Terrengsykling er utvilsomt den morsomste sporten jeg har drevet med, selv om jeg pensjonerte meg som utfor-rytter etter at jeg moste en lånt sykkel på et utforritt på stien ned fra Skullerudåsen til Skraperudtjern i Østmarka på begynnelsen av 1990-tallet. Triatlon er også kjempegøy, og løping og landeveissykling har heller ikke vært å forakte. Ultradistansen Trondheim-Oslo ble syklet i 1992, 1993 og 1994.<br />
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Nå er det på tide å stoppe å lese. Selv om det kun dreier seg om utvalgte høydepunkter fra de siste 30 årene med 40-års krise, blir det litt i overkant mye. En blanding av et fotoalbum over tiden som har gått og en slags merkelig dagbok over fysiske utskeielser er neppe fornuftig å bruke tid på med mindre man er Henning Lauridsen selv. Advarselen er nå gitt og ansvaret for å kaste bort tiden hviler utelukkende på dine skuldre dersom du scroller videre. Mitt klare råd er: Stopp nå!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mål på Haugastsøl etter å ha syklet tidenes første Skarveritt på Rallarvegen i 1991. Rittet ble senere flyttet, da horder med ville terrengsyklister på Rallarvegen gjorde livet utrygt for de som syklet familietur i motsatt retning</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Målgang på Oslo Maraton i 1991 den gang få brukte mer enn 2.45</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utforrittet som het "Sportslåven Kamikaze" eller nok slikt i Kolsåsbakken i 1992 var min utfor-debut</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grustråkken i Nittedal i april 1992 var blant de tidlige sølete grusrittene etter at terrengsyklene kom. På 2000-tallet gjorde Birkebeinerrittet sjangeren til folkeeie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett før start på Trondheim-Oslo i 1992 . Motvind, regn og sludd gjorde de 540 kilometerne harde. Nesten hele feltet ble blåst i bakken av kraftig vind på Dovrefjell, og det samme skjedde på ny rett nord for Ringebu. Man glemmer aldri klakke-lyden av 50 syklister som går i bakken samtidig. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mot mål ved Idrettshøyskolen på Oslo Triatlon i 1992 med selv-malt t-skjorte</td></tr>
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<b>Karakoram Highway i 1995 som det første store internasjonale eventyret</b><br />
Det første store internasjonale eventyret var sykkelturen fra Kina til Pakistan over Karakoram-fjellene i Himalaya sammen med Espen Jensen i 1995. Google var ikke funnet opp så vi brukte gamle frigitte Amerikanske militærkart fra 1950-tallet for å finne frem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I ørkenen utenfor Kashgar i Kina i 1995. Tian Shan-fjellene i bakgrunnen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Deltaker i hestekampen buzkashi. 20 deltakere på hvert lag, og "ballen" var en sau som fikk strupen skåret over </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nye bekjentskaper i Tashkurgan i Kina</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med Espen Jensen på toppen av det 4.700 meter høye Khunjerab-passet på grensen mellom Kina og Pakistan</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uendelig vakkert i Hunza-dalen i Nord-Pakistan - trolig inspirasjonen til Carl Barks klassikeren Tralla-la i Donald</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Underveis på turen krysset vi tvilsomme broer</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Før den tvilsomme broen skulle krysses var det et parti på spennende sti</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine stier av ymse slag på vei til Rakaposhi Base Camp</td></tr>
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Ved hjemkomsten til Fornebu ble vi møtt av en rasende velkomstkomité. Mens vi hadde vært i Nord-Paksistan hadde den norske turisten Hans Christian Ostrø blitt kidnappet og drept i samme region i den indisk-kontrollerte delen av Kashmir. Familiene våre hadde ikke hørt fra oss på et par uker, og det var liten forståelse for at vi hadde prioritert å drikke øl fremfor å ringe hjem og rapportere at alt stod bra til med oss under mellomlandingen i London på veien hjem fra Pakistan.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hjemkomst fra Pakistan i 1995. Mulig jeg hadde blitt stoppet i tollen i dag</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I Rena før starten på Birkebeinerrittet i 1995 da rittet var knøttlite sammenliknet med hva det ble noen år senere</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggen opp Vettakollen har alltid vært en av mine sykkel-favoritter. Her sykler jeg opp i september 1997</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blant de første opp av vannet under Antiparos Triathlon i Hellas 2001</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nydelig knalltung leiesykkel bestiges etter svømmeøkten på Antiparos Triathlon i 2001</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid selv om en politivakt viste meg feil vei under Antiparos Triathlon</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moskus i sykkelhjulet ved DNT-stien mellom Kongsvold og Reinheim fra tiden før forvaltningplanen forbød sykling </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Terrengsykkelen hviler på DNT-hytta Reinheim ved foten av Snøhetta</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moskus har satt opp en kontrollpost på stien tilbake til Kongsvold. Jeg møtte over 60 av de rare skapningene på turen. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vestmarkrittet i 2013</td></tr>
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<b>Sykkelturen over alle sykkelturer</b><br />
<a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/11/sykle-lhasa-i-tibet-til-kathmandu-i.html" target="_blank">Sykkelturen fra Lhasa i Tibet til Kathmandu i Nepal via Everest Base Camp i 2011</a> var sykkelturen over alle sykkelturer. Fem fjellpass over 5000 meter, flott natur og masse spennende kultur. En deltaker fra New Zealand og en fra Sveits ble kjærester på turen og har senere giftet seg og fått barn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lhasa i Tibet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med Bill Silvester under den første heftige klatringen på turen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bill og jeg sammen med kinesiske fans ved Rongbuk-klosteret på drøye 5000 meter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei fra Ronbuk-klosteret til Everest Base Camp North</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toppen av Mt Everest skimtes så vidt i disen midt på bildet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ved Everest Base Camp North med Bill</td></tr>
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<b>En liten skitur i 2013 som gjorde meg til blogger</b><br />
Vinteren 2013 gikk jeg på ski fra Bærum til Gjøvik og hadde ambisjoner om å gå hjem igjen. Skiskoene ble litt trange på veien tilbake og jeg kastet inn håndkleet på Grua etter 23 mil etter å ha mistet en del tånegler. Trangen til å fortelle om turen var imidlertid så stor at jeg ikke klarte å la være å formidle det jeg hadde opplevd. Jeg opprettet en blogg og <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2013/03/steras-oslo-lygna-gjvik-lygna-grua-pa.html" target="_blank">blogget om turen</a>. Det elendige designet jeg valgte ved opprettelsen har ikke blitt endret siden.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tilbake i 2013 fikk en skitur på 23 mil plass på forsiden av Dagens Næringsliv </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Norefjell i vest sett fra skiløypa på vei mot Gjøvik </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Distansepers på langrenn oppnås etter kort tid når jeg starter returen fra Gjøvik </td></tr>
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<b>Trilling i Andesfjellene med verdens kuleste cola som drikke </b><br />
Sammen med store deler av gjengen jeg syklet sammen med i Tibet og Nepal ble det en ny tur til høyfjellet. Denne gangen til <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/12/peru-og-bolivia-pa-sykkel-cusco-macchu.html" target="_blank">Andesfjellene i Peru og Bolivia.</a> Vi fikk også trasket inn til Maccu Picchu.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ingen cola slår Inca Kola fra Peru på utseende</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En av de 70 millionene marsvin som spises i året i Peru lå på min tallerken</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pause på stisykkeltur utenfor Cucsco</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nye vennskap oppstod i pausene fra syklingen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Klassisk motiv fra Peru</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Politiet i byen Lampa inviterte oss på tyrefekting. Det blir første og siste gang for mitt vedkommende.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med Ian Pierce Hayes ved Titicacasjøens bredder</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trilling ned Dødsveien i Bolivia</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dødsveien er ferdigtrillet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2013/12/til-toppen-av-chacaltaya-i-bolivia-pa.html" target="_blank">Sykkelturen fra La Paz i Bolivia (3.500 meter) til toppen av fjellet Chacaltaya (5430 meter)</a> er den kuleste klatringen jeg har gjort på sykkel</td></tr>
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<b>Ultraløpingens uforståelige tiltrekningskraft </b><br />
I 2008 syklet jeg Birkebeinerrittet såpass raskt at det begynte å bli realistisk å komme under 3 timer hvis jeg begynte å trene systematisk. Å trene systematisk var imidlertid en så deprimerende tanke at jeg mistet motivasjonen til å fortsette med å sykle rittet. Det var "for lett" å få merket, og uinteressant å være systematisk på fritiden. Det hører jobb til. Jeg bestemte meg derfor for å stoppe å sykle Birken og alle andre kjedelige grusritt etter 2009-sesongen. Terrengsykkelrittet og andre ekte terrengritt skulle jeg imidlertid fortsette med, da de var bedre tilpasset ferdighetene til en som insisterer å være impulsiv og usystematisk på fritiden.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Opp Fjellstadbakken i Østmarka under det 60 km lange sti-rittet Terrengsykkelrittet i 2009</td></tr>
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Redningen for min Birken-deltakelse kom i form av nyvinningen Ultrabirken Sykkel i 2010 som var langt, teknisk, morsom og inspirerende. I tillegg meldte jeg meg på mitt første ultraløp, det 75 km lange Ultrabirken løp fra Rena til Lillehammer.<br />
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Jeg kjente ikke en sjel som drev med ultraløping, men kom i snakk med debutantene Jard Bringedal og Ingvill Merete Stedøy-Johansen på toget til Rena kvelden før løpet i september 2010. Vi var en hel gjeng med debutanter som gikk ut og spiste sammen i Renahadde fått mine første hyggelige bekjentskaper i ultramiljøet. Jeg kom knallsliten i mål på 9.58 og hadde fått smaken for ultraløping selv om jeg på ingen måte er noen løper.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På sti over fjellet fra Rena til Lillehammer under tidenes første Ultrabirken Sykkel i august 2010<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med kortbukser på 75 km ultradebut fra Rena til Lillehammer </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mot 150 km under Bislett 24-timers i 2013 i det øyeblikket at jeg innså at jeg aldri blir noen innendørsløper</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etter å ha pensjonert meg som innendørsløper ble jeg speaker i stedet. Her fra Bislett 24 i 2018 Foto: Svein Erik Bakke<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mål på det 75 km lange Ursvik Ultra i Stockholm i 2014. Start ved midnatt, i mål til frokost.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei fra London til Oxford under min 100-miles debut i 2014. Flere bonuskilometere pga flom.</td></tr>
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Ultraløpingens maraton-distanse er utvilsomt 100-miles løpene, dvs løp som er ca 161 km. Mange ultraløpere anser ikke kortere løp for å være ekte ultraløp, og i USA er det utvilsomt denne distansen som skal til før man får kred. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/05/161-km-med-oppoverbakke-fra-london-til.html" target="_blank">Mitt første 100-Miles løp var Thames Path 100 Miles</a> fra London til Oxford. Det ble noen bonuskilometer på grunn av flom, slik at totalen ble 167 fine kilometer i vakre omgivelser. Jeg hadde funnet min favorittdistanse. Langt nok til at man blir sliten, men lett å forene med jobb siden det ikke går med mer enn en (lang)helg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mål i Oxford etter 167 km langs Themsen. Sølvspenne for oss under 24-timer</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp til mål Gaustatoppen etter å ha krysset Hardangervidda under <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/07/xreid-hardangervidda-5-dagsmarsjer-pa.html" target="_blank">Xreid Hardangervidda i 2014</a>. VI ble satt sammen i grupper på slutten på grunn av realt møkkavær på fjellet. Foto: Kai Otto Melau</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alle 16 deltakere fra Romerike Ultraløperklubb fullførte Xreid Hardangervidda i 2014</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I barndommen til last-man-standing-konseptet i Norge. Fra <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/08/det-rde-huset-backyard-ultra-2014.html" target="_blank">Det Røde Huset Backyard Ultra i 2014</a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Times Square i New York i juni 2015 før start på verdens kuleste 100-miles løp i by <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/06/lpe-langt-i-new-york-aka-great-new-york.html" target="_blank">TGNY100</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Mylla etter 57 km treningstur på sti i 2015 med Cathrine Holme, Monica Strand, Henriette Brynthe og Knut Ivar Paalsrud</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Kjerkeberget i Nordmarka under det 100 km lange <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/09/nordmarka-ultra-challenge-100-nuc100.html" target="_blank">NUC (Nordmarka Ultra Challenge) høsten 2015</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skjeggets forbannelse. Jeg viklet meg inn i et slags veddemål som førte til at jeg måtte ha ultra-skjegg til jeg hadde fullført ti 100-miles løp </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etter å ha fullført <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/03/addo-elephant-100-mile-trail-run.html" target="_blank">Addo Elephant 100 Mile Trail Run</a> blant ville dyr i Addo Elephant Park i Sør Afrika i 2016. Løperen før meg møtte en leopard som trakk en 350 kilos antilope av stien rett foran ham om natten, mens to løpere møtte flodhest under elvekryssing</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/04/tec-100-miles-by-running-journalist.html" target="_blank">TEC 100 Miles</a> i Täby utenfor Stockholm byr på flere uoffisielle matstasjoner. Dette var min absolutte favoritt</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På nå nedlagte <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/05/bum-100-miles-i-forskningens-tjeneste.html" target="_blank">BUM 100 Miles</a> fra Borås til Gøteborg og tilbake igjen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med ultra-venn Satah fra India før start på <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/mauerweglauf-100-miles-oppskriften-pa.html" target="_blank">Mauerweglauf 100 Miles i Berlin i 2016</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/mauerweglauf-100-miles-oppskriften-pa.html" target="_blank">Mauerweglauf 100 Miles</a> følger den tidligere muren rundt Vest-Berlin.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Intet er vakrere enn 100-miles løpere så langt øyet kan se - fra Mauerweglauf 100 Miles<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med romkamerat Ian Yang fra Taiwan før start på knallharde <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/05/hardcore-hundred-miles-pa-filippinene.html" target="_blank">Hardcore 100 Miles</a> i fjellene på Filippinene i 2017</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8px;">Hardcore 100 Miles i fjellene nord på Filippinene i 2017<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løpere fra Japan, Malaysia og Norge med vertinne Tessa Balthazar i den lille landsbyen Kayapa på Filippinene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Verdens vakreste midnattsbilde tatt under <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/07/xreid-fjordruta-2017.html" target="_blank">Xreid Fjordruta i 2017</a>- Foto: Kyle Meyr</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gjengen fra Romerike Ultraløperklubb som fullførte Xreid Fjordruta i 2017 poserer på kaia i Kristiansund</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Teltliv i Virginia i USA før start på Grindstone 100 Miles </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sondre Amdahl i passiar med ultra-superlegende David Horton før Grindstone 100-miles i USA</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hylling av de med mange 100-miles løp på CVen før start </td></tr>
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Mitt fullførte 100-miles løp nr 10 ble <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/10/hundremileskongen-blir-til-pa.html" target="_blank">Grindstone 100 Miles i oktober 2018</a> i Shenandoah-fjellene i Virginia og West Virginia i USA. Med kun 6 ukers løpetrening etter krykkastrofen var jeg i elendig form da jeg stilte til start og de snaue 37 timene i fjellene ble knallharde for den utrente kroppen. Få timer etter at jeg gikk i mål var alt skjegget barbert vekk.<br />
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En fascinerende detalj ved ultraløping i USA er den statusen 100-miles løpene har. Før start ble alle som hadde løpt ett 100-miles løp bedt om å reise seg. Det ble deretter telt oppover og klappet for hvert nytt tall: "De som har løpt 15 100-milere blir stående" osv helt til det bare var en som stod igjen til saftig applaus.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morgenstund halvveis i Grindstone 100-miles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skjegget forsvant kort tid etter målgang på Grindstone 100 Miles </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De ti første 100-miles premiene mine. Flest beltespenner, men også et originalt innslag<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett før jul 2018 løp jeg <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/12/bello-gallico-100-miles-na-er-jeg-unik.html" target="_blank">Bello Gallico 100 Miles</a> for andre gang. Dette var mitt første ultraløp uten ultra-skjegg på flere år</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Første forsøk på <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/03/ultra-trail-sierras-del-bandolero-100.html" target="_blank">Ultra Trail Sierras del Bandolero 100 Millas</a> i Spania i 2017 endte med snø, regn og fiasko</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andre forsøk på <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2019/03/ultra-trail-sierras-del-bandolero-100.html" target="_blank">Ultra Trail Sierra del Bandolera 100 Millas i 2019</a> ble en suksess. Her fra runding ved Ronda</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Treningstur til SMVE 100 med en fin gjeng ultraløpere ved start i Drammen i april 2019</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På <a href="https://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2019/05/soria-moria-til-verdens-ende-100-miles.html?fbclid=IwAR3I47xqjPAwASRKGKkqwjboablsarywjV3bUXJFRhYAagHGRv1gX1MQGks" target="_blank">SMVE 100 Miles 2019</a> fra Voksenkollen til Verdens ende hadde jeg med meg ultra-lærling Anette Velde Sande</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Midnatt på Hvittingen under SMVE 100 i 2019 </td></tr>
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Jeg er definitivt ikke en løper og kommer heller aldri til å bli det. Jeg er syklist, langrennsløper, skogvandrer og egentlig alt mulig annet enn en løper. Der er derfor både morsomt om merkelig at jeg nå er den i Norge som har løpt flest 100-miles løp.<br />
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Når jeg løper ultraløp tar jeg meg ofte i å tenke på hvordan det hadde vært å syklet ruten. I august 2019 testet jeg å <a href="https://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2019/08/soria-moria-til-verdens-ende-100-miles.html" target="_blank">sykle SMVE 100 Miles på terrengsykkel</a>. Med unntak av noen kilometer med knot opp mot Hvittingen i Vestfold funket det veldig bra. Det vil antakelig være fremtiden til ultraløping, da det er langt mer effektivt å sykle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen nyter utsikten over vakre Vestfold da jeg testet SMVE 100 Miles på terrengsykkel </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ved vippefyret på Verdens Ende etter en lang og fin dag på sykkelen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Treningstur med Romerikes lokale representant Mats Frank i forbidelse med at jeg holdt foredrag på Solstrand Hotell høsten 2019</td></tr>
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<b><br />En liten telttur i India </b><br />
Etter å ha syklet Karakoram Highway fra Kina til Pakisten, Freedom Highway fra Tibet til Nepal og rundt omkring i Andesfjellene gjenstod Indisk Himalaya som en usyklet plett blant jordens ekte høyfjellsveier. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/08/indisk-himalaya-manali-leh-khardung-la.html" target="_blank">I 2015 gikk turen dit. </a> Blant de jeg syklet med var Espen Jensen som jeg syklet fra Kina til Pakistan med i 1995 og Bill Silvester som jeg syklet med fra Tibet til Nepal i 2011 og fra Peru til Bolivia i 2013.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp mot fjellene fra Manali i Nord-India</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lokale aviser bringer nyheter om saker vi heldigvis ikke opplever i Norge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Espen Jensen tar innersvingen, mens jeg koser meg ytterst på kanten </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et varkrere spor skal man lete lenge etter dersom man liker høyfjells-klatringer </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykle på dagen, slå leir i vakre omgivelser på ettermiddagen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine fjell utenfor Leh I</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine fjell utenfor Leh II</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine fjell utenfor Leh III</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Turens siste klatring på sykkel gikk fra Leh til toppen av Khardung La-passet. GPSen viser hvorfor pulsen er høyere enn vanlig når man er på toppen av passet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg steiler av glede når toppen av Khardung La-passet sammen med Jane og Espen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skamløs posering på toppen av Khardung La-passet</td></tr>
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<b>Krykkastrofen og tidenes daffeste 11 måneder i 2017 og 2018</b><br />
I 2017 ble jeg rammet av det som skulle utvikle seg til en krykkastrofe som skulle lede til at jeg ble <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-1-underskelsen-og.html" target="_blank">diagnostisert med lidelsen med det underlige navnet Haglunds hæl</a> som jeg <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-2-operasjonen-michael.html" target="_blank">senere ble operert for</a>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lite er så vakkert som en fot som er operert for 14 dager siden</td></tr>
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I august 2017 hadde jeg tre fridager til gode. Planen var å ta toget til Otta, sykle opp til Rondvassbu, løpe de ti 2000-meters toppene i Rondane, sykle videre til Åndalsnes, løpe Romsdalseggen frem og tilbake, sykle til Trollstigen og videre til Geiranger og Spiterstulen for å løpe Glittertind og Galdhøpiggen for deretter å ta bussen hjem fra Lom på dag tre.<br />
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Prosjektet ble en fiasko. På veien inn til Rondvassbu punkterte jeg og oppdaget en ti centimeter flenge i bakdekket. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/08/somlemannen-tester-rondane-topp-10-aka.html" target="_blank">Da jeg begynte å løpe de ti 2000-meters toppene i Rondane fikk jeg så vondt i den ene foten at jeg måtte gå store deler av de løpbare strekkene</a>. Det endte derfor opp med at jeg bare fikk med meg åtte av toppene fordi det gikk så treigt. Det ødelagte bakdekket førte til tre punkteringer på turen ned til Otta og stopp for hele rundturen. Det fine er at jeg har et prosjekt som ligger og venter til jeg har tid.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Storsmeden i herlig tåke</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp eggen på Rondane-favoritten min Trolltinden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På toppen av Trolltinden</td></tr>
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Etter en løptetur over Midtre Gjevilvasskam i Trollheimen et par uker senere var det bom stopp for løping i 11 måneder. Venstre fot var så vondt at jeg var forvist til rolig trasking og forsiktig sykling.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggen på Midte Gjevilvasskammen var åsted for min siste løpetur på 11 måneder i september 2017</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Siste løpetur på 11 måneder skjedde i nydelige omgivelser i Trollheimen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakrere omgivelser kan man ikke tenkte seg før et lang avbrekk fra løpingen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveldstur på krykker til Kvalen fyr etter å ha holdt foredrag i Haugesund</td></tr>
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Etter at jeg ble operert i hælen i april 2018 brukte jeg krykker i noen uker, og fant ut at de var perfekte å trene med. Armene ble sterke selv om jeg ikke brukte dem lenge nok til å herde huden inne i håndflatene godt nok. Et høydepunkt i denne perioden var å <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/05/ecotrail-pa-krykker-gorilla-angreb-pa.html" target="_blank">krykke Ecotrail 21 km på 2.57</a>. Til sammen 15.000 til 20.000 krykk var brutalt for håndflatene, men det var en morsom opplevelse. <b><br /></b>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mai 2018 gjennomførte jeg <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/05/ecotrail-pa-krykker-gorilla-angreb-pa.html" target="_blank">21 km på krykker i Ecotrail </a>på 2.57.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ecotrail 21 km på krykker går hardt ut over håndflaten</td></tr>
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Fysisk aktivitet bringer meg ikke ut av, men dypere inn i, komfortsonen. Erfaringen fra 11 måneder med krykkastrofe er at det er fraværet av aktivitet som virkelig bringer meg ut av komfortsonen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Første løpetur etter 11 måneders krykkastrofe skjedde i fjellene ved vakre Bolzano i Nord-Italia</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andre løpetur etter krykkastrofen startet grytidlig en vakker morgen i St Mortiz i Sveits<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andre løpetur etter krykkastrofen gikk til det drøye 3.000 meter høye fjellet Piz Nair. Deretter løp jeg ned til frokost på hotellet i sentrum av St Moritz.</td></tr>
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<b>Lav medieprofil er veien til lykke</b><br />
Jeg prøver å ha en lavest mulig medie-profil på fritiden og tar ikke initiativ til at journalistene skal skrive om mine sportslige utskeielser. Dersom de klarer å finne frem til meg på egenhånd stiller jeg likevel villig opp når de starter telefonsamtalen med "<i>Er det Henning Lauridsen? Jeg har hørt at du....</i>". Artiklene de skriver fører også noen ganger til bra ting. Inspirasjonen til Pendlerløpet på ski fra Gjøvik til Holmenkollen er for eksempel en dobbeltside i DN om den 23-mils lange skituren min til Gjøvik i 2013.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Som posør med indisk Himalaya som kulisse i britiske Active Traveller Magazine i 2015. Foto: Matt Westby</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dagens Næringsliv i 2013 om Gjøvik-turen på 23 mil. De lyttet til meg da jeg benektet at jeg var supermosjonist</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Som posør i britiske Cycling World i 2011 i kjølvannet av sykkelturen fra Tibet til Nepal</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Journalisten i Oppland Arbeiderblad skrev at jeg er en supermosjonist til tross for at jeg insisterte på at jeg ikke er det</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sportsnyhetene på NRK får med seg at jeg prøver å få deltakerne til å gi opp på Østmarka Backyard Ultra i 2019 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finansavisen klarte å finne frem til meg i 2018</td></tr>
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<b>Impulsturene som gir max energi</b><br />
Stuntprosjektene er noe at det som gir meg mest energi. Turene man finner på kvelden før eller umiddelbart før man drar avgårde. Et eksempel er idéen jeg fikk en torsdag vinteren 2018 om å ta toget til Lillehammer etter jobb dagen etter og <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/03/lillehammer-oslo-brum-pa-ski-mit-lille.html" target="_blank">deretter gå de 20 milene hjem til Bærum på ski</a>. Ennå mer impulsiv var <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/sykle-oslo-gaustatoppen-tr-for-hindre.html" target="_blank">sykkel- og løpeturen for å få med meg soloppgang på Gaustatoppen</a> som jeg kom på en halvtime før jeg syklet avgårde fra Bærum en lørdagskveld.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nydelig stemning på natten under impulsturen på ski fra Lillehammer til Bærum </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Topp stemning på vei fra Lillehammer til Bærum</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skituren fra Lillehammer til Bærum ligger og venter på alle som har lyst å prøve seg </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei fra Lillehammer fra Bærum </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen hviler under impulstur på sykkel og beina fra Bærum _ Gautatoppen tur retur </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solen sniker seg opp mens jeg er på vei opp mot Gaustatoppen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Gaustatoppen - nå gjenstår bare å løpe ned til sykkelen og sykle hjem til middag i Bærum </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/03/manhattan-rundt-turen-man-ma-lpe-i-new.html" target="_blank">Impuls-morgentur på 60 km rundt Manhattan</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Å løpe rundt Manhattan kan være veldig vakkert</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Impulstur under jobb-oppdrag i Guatemala i 2004. Stisykling på 3000 meter i fjellene utenfor Antigua i Guatemala mens den aktive vulkanen Fuego putrer og ryker i bakgrunnen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blide barn i fjellene utenfor Antigua i Guatemala</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Min forsikring mot å bli ranet kjente beboerne i landsbyene vi syklet innom i fjellene i Guatemala</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/07/oslo-bergen-pa-sykkel-en-stralende.html" target="_blank">Impulssykkeltur fra Oslo til Bergen i 2014</a> som ble en fiasko da jeg var for trøtt til å sykle tilbake</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lite snø vinteren 2016 - ikke noe problem - kan l<a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/02/21-halvmaraton-pa-21-dager-noen.html" target="_blank">øpe 21 halvmaraton på 18 dager </a>i stedet. Her er nr 21 ferdig</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Impuls-strikkhopp fra 216 meters høyde - Bloukrans Bridge i Sør Afrika i 2008 - ca 2 ganger høyden av Oslo Plaza</td></tr>
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Det er strengt tatt ikke noen fornuftig mening med å lage en oversikt med høydepunkter fra de siste 30 årene med 40-års-krise. At det er meningsløst gjør det på sitt underlige vis meningsfylt på samme måte som når man lager et fotoalbum for å kunne mimre over gamle minner. Det er dessuten morsomt å mimre over så mange morsomme år med krise.<br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-29500202233596118302019-10-20T09:18:00.002+02:002019-10-20T09:18:42.381+02:00Rallarvegen fra Haugastøl til Flåm tur retur Impulsturer er noe av det beste jeg vet. Gi etter for en plutselig innskytelse og være i gang med turen kort tid etter. Denne gangen bestemte jeg meg for å sykle Rallarvegen tur - retur i ett og satt i bilen på vei fra Østerås i Bærum til Haugastøl grytidlig morgenen etter at jeg bestemte meg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Klart til start ved Haugastøl</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Også sykkelen er klar til turen </td></tr>
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Værvarselet var ganske greit. Det skulle regne litt på starten av dagen og være delvis motvind. Utover dagen skulle vinden snu i og komme fra sør-vest og stige til rundt 15 sekundmeter i timen. Jeg tenkte at stiv kuling rett i mot på veien tilbake fra Flåm til Haugastøl ville være litt forfriskende.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fine informasjonsskilt langs ruta </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hardangerjøkulen skimtes så vidt under de lave skyene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nye og gamle jernbanespor om hverandre mellom Hagastøl og Finse </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etter snaue 30 km med slak motbakke dukker Finsehytta opp </td></tr>
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Finse var startsted for det aller første terrengsykkelrittet jeg var med på. Sammen med Espen og Terje Otto stilte jeg opp i det aller første Skarverittet fra Finse til Haugastøl. Det var 60 på startstreken og vi stilte oss bakerst da vi følte oss som grenseløse amatører i forhold til de andre som både hadde sykkelbusker og -trøyer. Det gikk veldig lett og jeg trillet inn som nr 6 i mål og angret som en hund på at jeg ikke hadde stilt opp i første rekke og trolig fått en pallplass. Året etter gikk løpet fra Hallingskeid, men ble få år senere jaget fra Rallarvegen av hensyn til tursyklistene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sammen med Espen Jensen ved foten av Hardangerjøkulen i 1991. Kliss ny Everest Rocky finansiert av Lånekassen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finse - ett av Norges merkeligste tettsteder. Her ser jeg de første menneskene etter jeg begynte turen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det legendariske Hotell 1222 der vi var på disco i kjelleren på tidlig 90 tall mens vi bodde i telt på andre siden av vannet</td></tr>
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På begynnelsen av 90-tallet feiret vi 17 mai på toppen av Hardangerjøkulen. Vi som i telt sammen med flere hundre andre ved foten av jøkulen. I motsetning til hva som er vanlig på teltturer drakk vi masse alkohol, gikk på ski til Finse om kvelden for å gå på disco og gikk tilbake over vannet langt på natt. En kveld om vi over en stupfull mann som hadde sovnet i overvannet på Finsevannet. Med mye arbeid fikk vi støttet ham tilbake til Finse og langt ham til tørk på venterommet på togstasjonen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finsevannet, Hardangerjøkulen og herlig regn </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er heldigvis fortsatt litt igjen av Hardangerjøkulen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fint fjellandskap etter Finse </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Motvind og harde regndråper pisket i ansiktet opp mot Rallarvegens høyeste punkt </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rallaregens høyeste punkt - nå venter over 1300 høydemeter fall ned til Flåm</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En fin vippestein langs veien </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Goldt og vakkert landskap </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fin vei langs Høghellervatnet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En liten stopp for en matbit ved Nedre Klevavatnet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nesen i midten av bildet heter noe så vakkert som Klevanosi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skilt som varsler at de morsomme partiene begynner </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nedover langs Moldåna</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For første gang er jeg under 100 moh</td></tr>
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Nede ved Reinungavatnet møtte jeg et hyggelig eldre amerikansk par som gikk langs veien. De lurte på hvordan jeg skulle klare å sykle tilbake til Haugastøl igjen med alle syklistene kommende i mot, da de selv hadde hatt noen skumle erfaringer med uvørne syklister langs veien.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Superlang zipline rett før hårnålssvingene ned fra Myrdal begynner</td></tr>
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Jeg tok det ganske forsiktig ned hårnålssvingene fra Myrdal. Annen hver sving er på kanten av juvet til fossen Myrdøle og det har vært syklister som har kjørt ut i juvet og omkommet fordi de ikke har klart å ta de bratte svingene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Zipline-moro</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En flokk med rare skapninger nærmer seg meg ved Geithusgrovi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De omringer meg</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Begynner å spise sykkelen min </td></tr>
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Jeg ble omringet og nesten spist av en flokk geiter ved Geithusgrovi. Senere på dagen skjedde det dessverre en tragisk ulykke hre. En 41 år gammel familiefar som var på sykkeltur med kolleger syklet utfor veien og omkom.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Og nappe på beina mine og slikke bort svette </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En liten uopplyst tunnel </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flåm nærmer seg og sjåføren i den hvitte bilen forsøker å forkorte livet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cruiseskip i Flåm</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perfekt sykkel-lunsj med Thaimat fra en salgsbod midt i turist-kaoset </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kontrast fra de fjellet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flåmselvi er puttet inn i et hull i fjellet for å gjøre plass til vei og jernbane </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stor vannføring i Flåmselvi </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert landskap i Flåmsdalen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grusvei med utsikt </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kårdalsfossen markerer at det kun er en slette igjen før de virkelige stigningene begynner </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hårnålsvingene opp langs Myrdøla er i gang</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Over meg suser folk på vei ned den 1381 langs ziplinen til Rallarosa Stølsysteri </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen bratte hårnålsvinger er forsert</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gøy å klarte de bratte svingene </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen poserer foran Myrdøla </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her bør man ta det rolig på vei ned </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hårnålssvingene sett fra utsiktspunktet ved starten på ziplinen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt nedover Flåmsdalen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Damer på tur i fargerike jakker </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Så snart snaufjellet nærmer seg tiltar vinden</td></tr>
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Det var skummelt å sykle fra Myrdal til Klevanosi. Det kom mange syklister i mot og en del av dem hadde begrensede sykkelferdigheter. Feil vektfordeling i kurver første for eksempel til en gutt og en mann gikk dundrende på trynet med få kilometers mellomrom. En dame mistet kontrollen på sykkelen i en lang utforkjøring og skar ut og holdt på å treffe meg. Jeg unngikk så vidt å bli truffet ved å hive meg ut i grøften.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Humpete og morsomme motbakker venter langs Klevagjelet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Folk på vei ned langs Klevagjelet har fulgt oppfordringen om å gå av sykkelen i de utsatte partiene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mot Hallingskeid tiltar motvinden i styrke </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En gjeng med syklister tar seg en rast </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det gikk usigelig sakte oppover. Når det kom vindkast i mot stoppet jeg nesten opp noen ganger</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Langt finere vær enn det var på morgenen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myrullen danset i vinden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En sliten koie på hjul </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ingenting å klage på med så flott natur langs ruta </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stiv kuling synes ikke på bilder men kjennes godt i virkeligheten </td></tr>
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Vinden gjorde at jeg brukte nesten like langt tur i nedoverbakkene fra Finse til Haugastøl som jeg gjorde i motsatt retning tidligere på dagen. Flere steder blåste det så kraftig at sykkelen ikke trillet selv om det gikk nedover. Det slo meg at det egentlig var perfekt trening. Sykling i nedoverbakker kan være alt for lett uten skikkelig motvind.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jernbanebro på den gamle spor-traséen mellom Finse og Haugastøl. </td></tr>
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Tilbake på Haugastøl tok jeg et obligatorisk bilde før jeg kjørte til Geilo og robbet den lokale bensinstasjonen. Noen folk som hadde løpt Hardangervidda maraton var i samme ærend. Deretter kjørte jeg rett hjem om rakk en sen middag og et glass vin før jeg la meg. Jeg kjente godt de 164 kilometerne beina.<br />
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sdsHenning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com1Haugastøl, Norge60.5119899 7.86308069999995534.9899554 -33.445513300000044 86.0340244 49.171674699999954tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-4208284675849226582019-08-10T09:55:00.001+02:002019-08-11T09:57:52.180+02:00Soria Moria til Verdens Ende 100 Miles på terrengsykkel I mai <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2019/05/soria-moria-til-verdens-ende-100-miles.html" target="_blank">løp jeg det 162 km lange ultraløpet Soria Moria til Verdens Ende 100 Miles</a> (SMVE100) med verdens første ultra-læring. Mot slutten av sommeren fikk jeg lyst til å finne ut hvordan det var å sykle terrengultraløpet.<br />
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Starten på løpet er ved Soria Moria i Voksenkollen i Oslo mens mål er ved Verdens Ende på Tjøme. Jeg visste at flere av stipartiene ville bli vriene på sykkel siden de enten var veldig tekniske, bratte eller begge deler. Den største utfordringen regnet jeg med ville bli det 4 km lange stipartiet fra Hanekleiva til toppen av Hvittingen i Vestfold.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann med granbar i pannen halvveis til Verdens Ende</td></tr>
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Planen var å ta turen som en rolig kosetur, men å ha tempo nok til å være fremme ved Verdens Ende innen det ble mørkt ved 22.30-tiden.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg jukset på skammelig vis ved å ta t-banen til Voksenkollen på vei til start utenfor Soria Moria</td></tr>
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Det var regnbyger dagen før jeg syklet og duskregn da jeg startet ved Soria Moria ved 7-tiden om morgenen. Jeg skjønte raskt at det ville bli en glatt dag. Røttene og steinene var våte og sleipe. Siden jeg syklet alene hadde jeg bestemt meg for å ta det rolig i alle bratte utforkjøringer og gå av sykkelen tidligere enn jeg ville gjort i tekniske utforkjøringer dersom jeg hadde syklet med andre da jeg ikke ville ha noen til å hjelpe meg dersom jeg gikk skikkelig på trynet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under krigen var eika ved Ankerveien smuglersted for inn- og ut-beskjeder til fangene på Grini </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cockpiten - gps festet til stemmet med kart og spor og lykt for å tilfredsstille veitrafikkloven </td></tr>
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Selv om jeg hadde løpt ruten tidligere var det greit å ha med gps-spor. Det er utallige sti- og veikryss underveis, og mange muligheter til å ta feil. Ved flere anledninger hadde jeg også glede av gps-en. da løypa ble forsert til beins, løp vi gjennom hele natten. Mange steder ser ganske forskjellige ut i dagslys enn i lyskjeglen fra en hodelykt.<br />
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Jeg hadde i tillegg med meg vind- og vanntett jakke, superundertrøye i ull, brødskiver med dansk salami, knekkebrød og en tube kaviar, Snickers, hodelykt med ekstra batteri, batterilader, ladeledning til gps-klokken, mobiltelefon, sykkelpumpe, to slanger, multiverktøy, eikenøkkel, kjedekutter og et par splinter samt dekkspaker.<br />
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Da jeg syklet langs Ankerveien kjente jeg at kroppen var litt daff, men det var deilig å sykle så tidlig på dagen at det var få andre ute.<br />
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Jeg måtte av sykkelen på den bratte stien opp fra Emma Hjort til Tanumåsen. Det første virkelige knotepartiet dukket imidlertid først opp etter Åstaddammen under Salåsen og Skagumsåsen. Stein, gjørme og røtter gjorde at det ble et godt stykke med trasking. Nærmere Sem ble stien bedre og det var flotte sykkelforhold resten av veien gjennom Asker.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt til Skaugumsåsen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morsom sti med svaberg og Røsslyng like ved Stuvstjern i Kjekstadmarka </td></tr>
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Etter et fint stiparti gjennom Kjekstadmarka satte jeg meg ned og spiste litt i det bratte stipartiet ned mot Liersletta. Utsikten mot Drammen og Drammensfjorden var flott og det hadde stoppet å småregne slik at noen av svabergene begynte å tørke opp. Selv om stien var fullt mulig å sykle gikk jeg det bratteste partiet på ca 200 meter. Deretter var det morsom sykling ned til Lierbakkene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En liten matbit ble inntatt med denne flotte utsikten til Drammen og Drammensfjorden</td></tr>
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Det desidert kjedeligste partiet under SMVE100 var asfaltstrekket fra man kom ut av Kjekstadmarka og frem til man kom til Fjordparken i Drammen. På sykkel gikk det helldigvis mye raskere slik at jeg ikke rakk og kjede meg.<br />
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I bakkene opp fra Drammen gikk det usigelig sakte og jeg kjente at kondisen kunne vært et par hakk bedre. Da jeg kom frem til Blektjernstua måtte jeg av sykkelen for å ta meg en liten pustepause før jeg fortsatte opp motbakkene til Konnerud.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En pust i bakken ved Blektjernsstua etter en drøy klatring opp fra Drammen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sykkelen slapper også av ved Blektjernstua </td></tr>
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Deretter fulgte et veldig lett strekk på skiløype, asfalt og grus frem til Andorsrud ved starten av Vestskauen. I følge sagnet ble Andorsrud ryddet av kong Andor. I Drammen Byleksikon står det følgende om ham;<br />
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<i>Sagnfigur, småkonge i Skoger som skal ha ryddet Andorsrud og funnet et rikt sølvskjerp i Gravdal som han senere gjemte. Ifølge sagnet bodde han på Store Rønnehoved i Gravdalsskogen og skodde sine hester med sølv, som han fikk fra sitt skjerp. Han var dårlig likt i bygda og en Sankthansaften mens han oppholdt seg på bunnen av gruven med sine menn, samlet Skogerbøndene seg mannsterke og fylte sjakten med stener, hvoretter kong Andor og hans menn omkom. </i><br />
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Parkeringsplassen ved Andorsrud er også åsted for det <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/05/" target="_blank">berømte bildet</a> som foreldrene til Einar Hagemann tok av Cathrine Holme og meg foran "Fiske kort" bildet under Vestfold Ultra Challenge 50 Miles i 2015. </div>
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Kort etter Andorsrud kommer det to stipartier. Det siste går bratt oppover lia i retning av plassen Saggravdal og representerte knot av ypperste merke. Jeg dyttet sykkelen oppover og kunne stort sett ikke sykle før det flatet ut på toppen. Det siste stykket mot Saggravdal kunne imidlertid sykles, men jeg holdt på å tryne skikkelig to ganger på de glatte steinene og røttene under trærne.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Minnebauta for Vestskogjegerne - de lokale gutta på skauen under 2. verdenskrig </td></tr>
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Fra Saggravdal kom et langt parti på grus. Jeg passerte en flokk med et 20-talls kyr. Av en eller annen grunn bestemte de seg for at jeg var en slags leder de skulle følge, og 20 rautende kyr kom løpende etter meg. Jeg lo så jeg holdt på å dette av sykkelen, men holdt akkurat stor nok fart til at de ikke klarte å ta meg igjen.<br />
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Kyrne fulgte meg i nøyaktig 800 meter inntil jeg forlot veien via et tråkk inn til stien mellom Presteseter og Kabretta. Kyrne stoppet vantro opp og det så ut som om de mente at jeg hadde sviktet dem. Deretter ble de stående og raute høyt og jeg hørte rautingen helt frem til jeg begynte nedstigningen fra Montebello.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med ultra-læring Anette på Montebello da <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2019/05/soria-moria-til-verdens-ende-100-miles.html" target="_blank">vi løp SMVE på beina 11. mai </a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På dette besøket på Montebello var Anette erstattet med en hjelm</td></tr>
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Opprinnelig het Montebello Kikkut, Navnet var imidlertid ikke flott nok for eierne Schwartz på Eidfos Jernverk som eide jaktslottet Kabretta like ved. De omdøpte derfor stedet til det italienske navnet Montebello.<br />
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Ned til Kabretta var det bratt og jeg gikk av sykkelen. Under Vestfold Ultra Challenge 82 km i 2014 hadde søsteren til Harald Zeigler en flott matstasjon på Kabretta der det blant annet ble servert <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/05/vestfold-ultra-challenge-2014-med.html" target="_blank">grillpølser, suppe og øl. </a> Fra Kabretta var det morsomt å sykle den humpete traktorveien før det ble et langt parti nedover inntil jeg vadet over Haukelielva med sykkelen på skulderen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matpause ved Hanekleiva der matstasjonen og start for 50 miles er på SMVE</td></tr>
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Etter kryssingen av Haukelielva gikk det greit frem til parkeringsplassen ved Hanekleiva. Deler av anleggsveien langs E18 var overgrodd med halvannen meter høye burot og annet ugress og kratt. Da jeg kom frem til parkeringsplassen børstet jeg alt av meg og lente meg inn til den store steinen ved bommen mens jeg spiste et par brødskiver. En trøndersk mann kom ut av skogen uten turklær, sa hei og satte seg i en liten trøndelags-registret bil og kjørte bort. Jeg funderte litt på hva han hadde gjort inne i skogen. Stort mer skjedde ikke. </div>
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Jeg fortsatte deretter oppover asfalten i Hanekleiva inntil den første kurven der stien til toppen av Hvittingen begynte ved det godt skjulte Hanekleiva stridsanlegg. Stridsanlegget var en del av flere festningsverk som skulle bygges i Vestfold for å stoppen en fremrykkende fiende på vei mot Oslo. Anlegget ble ferdigstilt i 1985, men oppgitt av forsvaret i 1995 og tilhører nå grunneieren.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt til E18 fra Kjeksrødhvittingen</td></tr>
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Stien opp mot Hvittingen var akkurat så knotete som jeg hadde forventet. Det var tungt og gikk sakte. Jeg syklet neppe mer enn 20% og dyttet og bar sykkelen resten av veien. Både fluer og mygg oppdaget meg og svermet rundt meg der jeg beveget meg sakte oppover i den fuktige skogen. Jeg ble klissvåt på beina den våte lyngen og gresset, men det var egentlig bare behagelig. De 20 myggestikkene jeg fikk på armer, bein og i nakken var imidlertid litt mer irriterende.<br />
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Mens jeg slet oppover mot Hvittingen tenkte jeg på at Cathrine Holme og jeg skravlet om på samme sti jeg beveget meg langs nå under VUC 50 Miles i 2015: Når hodet ikke vil løpe langt, motbakker hvor deilig det vil bli å komme til toppen av Montebello, Når hodet ikke vil, snø, sykdom, tøffe unge løpere, Coca Cola, motbakker, egosentriske løpere vs de miljøskapende, at Helge virket veldig sprek, motbakker, skilsmisse, snø, rust på gamle telemarkski, Erik Bertrand Larsen, Hvittingen, at vi var beste mixed-team lag, at det kan ta opptil 6 uker å restituere etter et løp, utroskap, hvor deilig det vil bli å komme til toppen av Hvittingen, motbakker, Nordmarka Ultra Challenge, å rote seg bort i skogen, hvor mange hyggelige mennesker det er i ultramiljøet, klubbturer med Romerike Ultraløperklubb, å være i skogen om natten, motivasjonen for å løpe ultraløp og at forsythiaen 1 km før mål var stor.<br />
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Oppe ved utsikten ved Kjeksrødhvittingen tok jeg en liten fotopause før jeg fortsatte det siste partiet til toppen av Hvittingen. Deler av strekningen kunne sykles og det var både teknisk og morsomt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt mot fjorden fra toppryggen på Hvittingen </td></tr>
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Vel fremme på toppen av Hvittingen var det bare å trille ned den bratte grusveien til Orebergvannet. Deretter var det mulig å sykle på traktorveiene gjennom resten av Botnemarka. Det var morsomme utforkjøringen ned til bebyggelsen ved Island og jeg krysset E18 der den går gjennom Islandstunellen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toppen av Hvittingen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kuen som stirret på meg ved fylkesvei 314</td></tr>
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Da jeg nådde fylkesvei 314 noen kilometer senere satte jeg meg ned i veikanten og spiste et par brødskiver. Rasjonen var to skiver speltbrød med dansk salami hver tredje time og det fungerte bra.<br />
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Mens jeg tenkte at fylkesveien ble bygget mellom 1929 og 1937 og var riksvei tidligere lå en ku og stirret intenst på meg mens fluer vandret rundt på hodet dens. Så snart brødskivene var spist fortsatte jeg et lite stykke langs veien før løypa svingte brått til venstre i retning gården Borge på en godt skjult sti.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gps-en var til stor hjelp mange ganger </td></tr>
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Det neste strekket var lett å sykle. Jeg passerte steder med navn som Svinevoll, Bibo og Nåla før jeg kom til Hengsrød der det var en matstasjon hjemme hos Bjørg Marit Solli og Arne Nåtedal under SMVE 100. Siden jeg hadde bestemt meg for å sykle nøyaktig samme løype som SMVE 100 måtte jeg selvsagt sykle den lille omveien bort til huset deres.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er en liten omvei til matstasjonen ved Hengsrød</td></tr>
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Da jeg snudde ved huset var Bjørg Marit Solli i oppkjørselen mens Arne Nåtedal var på taket. Jeg ble budt inn, men takket høflig nei, da jeg var redd for at dette ville være så hyggelig at jeg ikke ville nå frem mens det ennå var dagslys. Jeg hadde i tillegg et ørlite håp om å bli hentet på Verdens Ende dersom jeg ikke kom frem for sent. Etter en kort og hyggelig prat syklet jeg derfor videre i retning Venås.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bjørg Marit Solli sørget for at drikkeflaskene ble fylt opp (Foto: Arne Nåtedal) </td></tr>
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På den bratte stien opp til bygdeborgen på Venås måtte sykkelen på ny på skulderen, Det var både bratt og en del kratt. Så snart selve bygdeborgen var passert var det imidlertid greit å sykle på stien. Nedkjøringen fra toppen var kjempemorsom.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fin informasjonstavle i bygdeborgen</td></tr>
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Etter bygdeborgen kom et langt parti på gårdsveier og jordveier der jeg ikke klarte å holde følge med en hest med sulky som for avgårde i høyt tempo. Jeg møtte et par blide kvinner i en åker og dyttet deretter sykkelen opp en bratt sti før jeg kunne sykle frem til et steinbrudd og videre til Tønsberg sentrum på en blanding av asfalt, sti og turveier.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fin turvei ved Syrbekk inn mot Tønsberg sentrum </td></tr>
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På bryggen i Tønsberg var det fullt av folk i feriestemning. Det var yr i luften og de fleste hadde trukket innendørs for å spise og drikke øl. Etter å ha krysset kanalen provianterte jeg i en Spar-butikk på Kaldnes brygge. For å premiere meg selv på strekket over Nøtterøy og Tjøme kjøpte jeg en pose med smågodt som jeg puttet i en av lommene i sykkeltrøya for å ha den lett tilgjengelig.<br />
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Jeg hadde ingen plan om hvordan jeg skulle komme meg hjem igjen til Bærum, men ble i ekstra godt humør da jeg fikk beskjed om at jeg ville bli hentet på Verdens Ende kl 22.30.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Høyfjellet på Nøtterøy: Kvikklunsjtoppen på 82,4 meter ligger kun drøye 20 km fra mål på Verdens Ende </td></tr>
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På Nøtterøy og Tjøme var det mange morsomme stipartier. Noen av dem ble riktignok litt glatte da det begynte regne, mens syklingen var så morsom at jeg sang høyt. Ved Bukkholmen fikk jeg ikke med meg at stien svingte til venstre og fortsatte syngende inn å tunet til en hytte der 5-5 personer stod og så forundret på meg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det var glatt å hopp fra stein til stein med sykkelsko ved Kolabekkilen</td></tr>
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På stipartiet rett før Kolabekkilen var det i mørkeste laget under trærne. Siden jeg viste at dette var det siste partiet under tette trær og gadd derfor ikke å finne frem hodelykten, men nøyet meg i stedet med "ble-sett-lykten" jeg hadde på styret.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En norsklæreres mareritt: Stedet som kaller seg Verdens Ende Spiseriet </td></tr>
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Det siste partiet frem mot Verdens Ende var fint selv om jeg måtte av sykkelen et stykke der det var knotete svaberg, kratt og stein om hverandre. Jeg skravlet litt med noen båtfolk som fortalte at det ble rigget til konsert i bakken opp mot fyret, slik at jeg måtte sykle bort langs brygga for å komme dit. Jeg nådde vippefyret etter 15,5 fine timer på sykkelen. Både bein og overkropp var godt mørnet av mange mil i knotete terreng kombinert med drøyde 3500 meter med stigning.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann når vippefyret på Verdens Ende etter 15,5 timer på sykkelen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etter å ha syklet i 15,5 timer er det vakkert å se på vippefyret mens det mørkner </td></tr>
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Selv om det ble en del dytting og bæring av sykkelen var det en morsom tur. Det er en spesiell opplevelse å bevege seg fra Voksenkollen til Verdens Ende uten å se noe særlig til mennesker ut over folkemengden på Tønsberg Brygge. Det blir en helt annet opplevelse enn å løpe. Partiene som var kjedelige går raskt unna på sykkelen. Man får stort sett en veldig lett ferd i nedoverbakkene som partiet fra Kabretta til E18, mens noen av terrengpartiene til gjengjeld blir grenseløst knotete. De fire kilometerne med sti fra Hanekleiva til toppen av Hvittingen var en soleklar knote-vinner.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveld i skjærgården ved Verdens Ende</td></tr>
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Jeg har ennå ikke funnet ut hvilket 100-miles løp som er det neste jeg skal sykle. Lofoten Ultra Trail 100 Miles er imidlertid en sterk kandidat.<br />
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Lenke til <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/2579652575" target="_blank">sporet mitt på Strava</a><br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-73197306376903524392019-07-10T12:51:00.000+02:002019-07-11T12:10:37.817+02:00Rjukan-vuggen = Rjukan - Gaustatoppen via eggen - Rjukan - Solspeilet - RjukanDet er mange veier som leder til Gaustatoppen. De fleste begynner på Stavsro og når aldri Gaustatoppen, men stanser ved Gaustatoppen turisthytte som ligger på veien til toppen. Turen er rundt 4,5 kilometer og en favoritt blant barnefamilier og innbitte folk som trener til Norseman.<br />
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Det finnes flere alternative ruter. Jeg bestemte meg for å prøve ruten fra Rjukan via eggen på Gaustatoppen for deretter å returnere til Rjukan og fortsette opp til Solspeilet på den andre siden av dalen. På denne måten ville jeg få sjansen til å oppleve fine bakker på begge sider av Rjukan.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaustatoppen soler seg i Solspeilet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Først til Gaustatoppen - deretter til Solspeilet = mange fine høydemeter </td></tr>
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Fra Rjukan steg jeg bratt oppover på sti i Såemslian. Denne bakken hadde jeg ikke vært i siden <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/07/xreid-hardangervidda-5-dagsmarsjer-pa.html" target="_blank">Xreid Hardangervidda</a> i 2014. Dengang hadde jeg løpt fra Dyranut og over Hardangervidda og ned til Rjukan før jeg startet og hadde mildt sagt sure bein da jeg startet oppstigningen tidlig om morgenen mens fulle folk fortsatt surret rundt i Rjukan sentrum.<br />
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Det går også et løp opp til Gaustatoppen turisthytte med det selsomme navnet Viking Challenge langs stien. Jeg ser for meg møtet i navnekomitéen der navnet ble bestemt:<br />
<i>-Skal vi kalle løpet Gaustatoppen opp?</i><br />
<i>-Nei det kan vi ikke. Det går jo ikke helt opp til toppen</i><br />
<i>-Skal vi kalle det Gaustatoppen nesten opp da?</i><br />
<i>-Nei det funker i hvert fall ikke! Ingen vil delta i løpet da. </i><br />
<i>-Vi kaller det Viking Challenge. Da slipper vi kobling til løping og stedet løpet går</i><br />
<i>-Glimrende idé </i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det går kort tid før utsikten ned mot Rjukan blir bra </td></tr>
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På toppen av Såemslian forlot jeg løypa til Xreid og Viking Challenge rett før Melandstjønn og fortsatte østover på gamle merkede kjerreveien i retning Svineroe. Rjukan ligger på snaue 300 meter over havet og jeg hadde nådd 950 meter. Kun noen få bakker og drøye 900 høydemeter igjen til Gaustatoppen på 1883 meter.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den nedlagte plassen Lislestaul. Langs Haddelandsveien på andre siden av dalen finnes en plass med samme navn</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Små regnbygger virrer rundt mens Gaustatoppen ser innbydende ut </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ekte steinrøys</td></tr>
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Jeg forlot stien på ca 1240 meter drøye 100 meter etter at den hadde tatt sin andre sløyfe vestover og siktet meg inn mot eggen. Det var verken sti eller merking men lett å stake ut en fornuftig kurs såfremt det er sikt. Frem til ca 1400 meter var det stort sett myk vegetasjon på bakken som gjorde det lett å gå selv om det gikk bratt oppover. Deretter begynte steinrøysa med innslag av litt enkel klyving opp store steinblokker her og der.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bakover der jeg kom fra</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikten blir flottere og flottere og det blir stadig lengre å trille ned </td></tr>
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Nordvestryggen på Gaustatoppen er bred og stort sett grei å bevege seg langs. En liten regnbyge gjorde det litt glatt enkelte steder, selv om det var godt feste på de fleste steinene selv om de var våte.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På 1730 meter dukket det opp en hammer </td></tr>
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På 1730 meter dukket det opp en hammer. Jeg valgte å forsøke å forsere den på venstre side. Jeg beveget meg tett på fjellveggen. Utsikten var formidabel og det var langt ned.<br />
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På et punkt under forseringen av hammeren var det knapt noe å stå på og alt om holdt meg oppe var to tommelgrep i ørsmå sprekker i fjellet. Jeg turte ikke være for tett på fjellveggen av frykt for at skoene skulle miste det lille festet de hadde. De neste halvannen meterne var det verken noe å stå på eller holde i, men halvannen meter lengre borte var det et utspring hendene kunne få tak i hvis jeg hoppet sideveis langs stupet. Jeg tok sats og hoppet og fikk tak i utspringet med venstre arm og hang og dinglet i noen sekunder før jeg trakk meg opp ved hjelp av begge hendene. Deretter dro jeg kroppen inn på en liten hylle før jeg klatret videre oppover en eksponert vertikal vegg.<br />
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Tull til side. Hammeren var grei å forsere med litt enkel klyving på venstre side. Kvelden før turen så vi filmen "Free Solo" om Alex Honnold friklatring av den loddrette klippen El Capitan i Yosemite National Park i California. Hammeren er langt enklere å forsere enn "The Boulder Problem" på "Freerider route" som man stifter nært bekjentskap med i filmen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hammeren er forsert og små regnbyger slipper litt vann her og der </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På nordvestryggen er det lett å se hvordan Gaustatoppen langsomt smuldrer opp </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er flott å få med seg eggen i hele sin lengde - tårnet ved turisthytten er synlig bak Gaustatoppen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt bakover. Små nedoverbakker etter små-topper lags eggen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt over hele traversen fra Gaustatoppen (1883)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sol og regnbyger om hverandre</td></tr>
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Jeg nådde toppen 2 timer og 55 minutter etter at jeg forlot Rjukan sentrum. Etter at jeg hadde tatt noen bilder dukket det opp en hyggelig mann fra Rogaland som jeg skravlet litt med. Han var den første jeg traff siden jeg forlot Rjukan.<br />
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Jeg fortsatte langs eggen i retning av turisthytten. På dette strekket er eggen snill og bred, men mange av steinene er glatte etter å ha blitt slipt ned av alle turgåerne. En dame hadde satt seg ned på en stein og så litt blek ut. Hun fortalte at hun var usikker på om hun ville komme frem til toppen, da hun hadde høydeskrekk. Hvis hun ikke klarte det denne gangen ville hun aldri komme dit. Jeg fortalte henne at hun kom til å klare det, og at hun burde unngå å se ned på sidene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann har nådd toppen etter 2.55 og møter første menneske siden Rjukan </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggen fortsetter fortsetter helt bort til tårnet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange mennesker ved tårnet ovenfor turisthytten</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker utsikt mot Aslakstaulvatn, Skriustaulvatn, Myklestaulvatnet, Fjelltjønn, Heddevatn, Skinanvatnet og Bonsvatn</td></tr>
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Jeg stoppet for en vaffel og brus på turisthytten før jeg fortsatte sørover. Planen var å returnere til Rjukan i motsatt retning av stien jeg kom på under Xreid i 2014 og som Viking Challenge bruker i dag.<br />
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<a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/sykle-oslo-gaustatoppen-tr-for-hindre.html" target="_blank">Da jeg syklet 35 mil for å løpe opp på Gaustatoppen </a>for å få med meg soloppgang var jeg nesten alene på stien. Nå var det fullt av turgåere av mange nasjonaliteter og barnefamilier var dominerende. Jeg hadde en mistanke om at mange foreldre lurte barna sine til å tro at de hadde vært på Gaustatoppen når de bare hadde gått til turisthytten. Det er sikkert en god idé og barna får neppe traumer når de blir større og skjønner at de lurt av foreldrene sine.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mye trafikk på stien fra Stavsro </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott turvær og glimrende merking av DNT på stien gjennom steinrøysa i retning av Rjukan</td></tr>
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Så snart jeg forlot hovedstien og fortsatt i retning av Rjukan ble det slutt på den store trafikken. Jeg tok det rolig nedover det bratte partiet i retning Selstali. Det er løst og lett å sende en steinblokk avgårde hvis man sklir. Under <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/07/xreid-hardangervidda-5-dagsmarsjer-pa.html" target="_blank">Xreid i 2014</a> klarte vi å sende en 50 kg steinblokk nedover skråningen og jeg ville nødig gjenta dette i tilfelle det gikk noen under meg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tåke og rufsete forhold på den sammen stien under <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/07/xreid-hardangervidda-5-dagsmarsjer-pa.html" target="_blank">Xreid i 2014</a> Foto: Kai-Otto Melau</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt til Skiustaul og Skriustaulvatn </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En flokk med sauer følger nøye med på mine bevegelser</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En rype prøver å jage meg </td></tr>
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Da jeg kom ned under tregrensen kom en rype flygende og landet under en meter fra meg. Den løp rundt meg og flakset med vingene og ville tydeligvis ha meg bort så fort som mulig. Jeg fortsatte fort videre for å ikke forstyrre den og var imponert over hvor tøff en liten rype kan være i møtet med nærmere 100 kg mann.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaustatoppen sett fra siden </td></tr>
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Da jeg rundet kanten og begynte på den siste nedstigningen mot Rjukan kom det en kraftig regnbyge. Det ble overraskende glatt på steinene og jeg tok det rolig i alle steinete partier. En fin regnbue viste seg nede i dalen.<br />
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Jeg passert tre turgåere som gikk forsiktig nedover siden det var glatt. Jeg snakket også med et par på vei opp. De så varme og slitne ut og spurte om det var mye igjen av bakken. Jeg var nødt til å fortelle dem at det fortsatt var 350 meter med stigning til platået ved Selstali. De smilte matt og fortsatte svettende oppover.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Regnbue over Rjukan </td></tr>
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Stien kommer ned rett ved Rema 1000 og jeg tok turen innom og kjøpte is, brus og litt mat før jeg fortsatte gjennom sentrum frem til starten på Haddelandsveien. Beina begynte å bli slitne, og jeg var usikker på om det gledet seg til flere hundre meter med stigning.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Haddelandsveien begynner i Skriugata og kan følges helt til Gvepseborg </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blankskurt fjell men ikke noe vann i Tjønnstadbergfossen over Haddelandsveien </td></tr>
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Rjukan har ikke sol mellom oktober om mars, og Solspeilet sørger for sollys på Rjukan Torg i de mørke månedene. Solspeilet ble ferdig i 2013, selv om idéen skriver seg helt tilbake til 1913. I mellomtiden fikk innbyggerne i Rjukan Krossobanen slik at den kunne komme seg opp dit det var sollys i de mørke månedene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaustatoppen fra Haddelandsveien</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solspeilet som skal gi sollys i Rjukan </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fri sikt fra solspeilet til torget i Rjukan </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaustatoppen Rjukan</td></tr>
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Jeg tok en liten pause ved Solspeilet før jeg fortsatte ned til Rjukan der jeg robbet den lokale bensinstasjonen for mat. Jeg spiste sakte på en benk utenfor bensinstasjonen mens jeg lyttet på noen motorsyklister som reparerte motoren og støtten til en av motorsyklene sine. Jeg var enig med meg selv om at det hadde vært en fin tur og beina mine var enige om at det skulle bli godt med hvile.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid og sliten etter dagens siste oppoverbakker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solspeilene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaustatoppen speiler seg </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei ned igjen til Rjukan </td></tr>
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Rjukan-vuggen er en flott tur som kan anbefales alle som liker fjell og bakker. Hvis man har høydeskrekk bør man imidlertid velge en annen tur, da nordvesteggen på Gaustatoppen kan bli litt ubehagelig.<br />
<a href="http://www.lommekjent.no/turer/960832" target="_blank"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span>Her</a> er kart og gps-spor over ruten.<br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-7294097870166327182019-05-18T09:17:00.005+02:002023-10-29T16:29:02.323+01:00Soria Moria til Verdens Ende 100 Miles med verdens første ultra-lærling<br />
Det pekes på at egoismen dessverre har nådd ultra-sporten og dens viktigste distanse: 100-miles løpene. Mange løpere tenker mest på seg selv og prøver å gjennomføre på kortest mulig tid selv om de ikke ville hatt noe å stille opp mot verdens beste løpere.<br />
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For de fleste er det innlysende at dette ikke er særlig bærekraftig i lengden. At egoisme kan være nødvendig for å bli best i verden kan alle forstå og mange akseptere. Egoisme for å få et middelmådig resultat er imidlertid merkelig og urovekkende.<br />
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Jeg bestemte meg for å gjøre noe med det ved å forsøke å bringe en bærekraftig løsning inn i ultrasporten. Selv om jeg er <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/11/jeg-er-norges-beste-ultralper.html" target="_blank">Norges beste ultraløper</a> ville jeg gjøre noe til beste for sporten i stedet for å bare tenke på meg selv.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tradisjonelle medier skriver ofte om hvem som kommer på 1 pass. Kondis har skjøt hva som er en ekte nyhet</td></tr>
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Løsning ble å tilrettelegge et opplegg for verdens første ultra-lærling. Idéen fikk jeg egentlig ikke selv. Etter at jeg ble utnevnt til HundreMilesKongen® i oktober 2018 fikk jeg forespørsel fra flere som ønsket meg som coach eller å få være lærling hos meg.<br />
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Coach vil jeg ikke være, da jeg ikke ønsker å gå de som allerede er det i næringen. Jeg er såpass dyktig at jeg fort hadde feid dem av banen. Det å ha verdens første ultra-lærling innebærer imidlertid bare positive ting som å ta samfunnsansvar, være nyskapende, sørge for kunnskapsoverføring og få ny kunnskap selv.<br />
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Jeg søkte derfor etter en lærling i Facebook-gruppen Norsk Ultra med følgende utlysningstekst:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Stiilingsannonsen" der jeg søkte etter en ultra-lærling</td></tr>
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Etter halvannet døgn og 150 mottatte søknader så jeg meg nødt til å stenge adgangen til å søke. For det første var det mer enn nok søknader til å finne en god kandidat. For det andre ønsket jeg ikke å skuffe flere enn nødvendig. Det viste seg likevel i ettertid at noen ble veldig skuffet. En avlyste til og med deltakelsen på en fest der jeg skulle delta av ren og skjær skuffelse.</div>
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Det var tre søkere med til finalen, men valget falt på Anette Velde Sande som var en soleklar førstekandidat. Til tross for at de to andre finalistene var bra, var hun i en klasse for seg med full score på alle kriterier. I løpet av kort tid avtalte vi hvordan opplæringen skulle foregå, og at ultraløpet Soria Moria til Verdens Ende 100 Miles ville bli hennes svenneprøve.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette Velde Sande ble valgt som lærling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Treningstur i SMVE100 løypa et par uker før løpet med en bra gjeng</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fellestrening med Romerike Ultraløperklubb helgen før SMVE100</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Kvelden før løpet er utstyret klappet og klart </td></tr>
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Den 11. mai 2019 sto vi på startstreken utenfor Soria Moria hotell. Stemningen var perfekt med nervøse og vennlige medløpere, duskregn og hyggelige funksjonærer. Hotelldirektør Lars Heed skulle starte løpet og sprinte foran oss de første meterne frem til det første stipartiet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg snakker med Lars Heed mens Anette gjør ablegøyer (foto SMVE100)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hotelldirektør Lars Heed er klar til å lose startfeltet inn på stien (foto: SMVE100) </td></tr>
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Den mest klassiske feilen i et 100-miles løp er å starte for hardt. De som gjør det går ofte på en smell når de har passert halvveis. Man skulle tro at det bare er de som stiller opp for første gang som gjør denne tabben, men mange erfarne løpere med lav impulskontroll lar seg rive med av stemningen ved start og henger seg på de raskeste løperne.<br />
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Som del av svenneprøven hadde Anette fått i oppgave å bidra til å demotivere andre løpere. Hun foreslo at vi skulle ta på oss rosa klær og stille oss fremst i startfeltet og spurte brølende avsted for å bidra til å flest mulig svake sjeler fikk for høy fart ut fra start. Rosa er den fargen som i følge forskning på området gjør folk mest gira.<br />
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Så snart starten gikk brølte vi høyt og løp fort fremover etter hotelldirektøren. Vi forsatte å holde den høye farten noen meter inn på stien for deretter å slippe løperne vi hadde lurt opp i et alt for høyt tempo forbi oss.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi har lykkes med å få mange til å løpe langt over evne ut fra start (foto Tom Stephan Jensen) </td></tr>
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Det var 14 kvinner på startstreken. Målet var at Anette skulle bli nr 6 samtidig som vi skulle holde en hastighet med større fokus på fullføring enn plassering. En sjette plass er ikke så bra at man blir høy på seg selv av det, samtidig som det er såpass bra at det kan gi snev av blod på tann til fremtidige 100-miles løp. Jeg hadde mye å gjøre på jobb i dagene etter løpet, og det var viktig å ikke løpe så raskt at jeg ble sliten. I så måte ville 6-plass-tempo være perfekt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen venninner av Anette står og heier på Fossum</td></tr>
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Da vi kom ned til Bogstad hadde vi nådd ønsket plassering bakerst i feltet. På vei mot Fossum havnet vi i en gruppe med Sofiia Granheim, Erlend B Jenssen og Johnny Wallenius. Det ble en kort stopp på Fossum der en gjeng av Anettes venninner stod og heiet. Deretter fortsatte vi i et rolig tempo på Ankerveien, forbi Dæhlivann på Kalkstien og opp forbi Emma Hjort til Tanumskogen.<br />
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I Åstadbakken stod søsteren min Vibeke sammen med mannen Aslag og datteren Alva og heiet på oss. Jeg hadde bedt alle i gruppen om å være veldig snille mot dem, og alle smilte og håndhilste vennlig før vi tok et gruppebilde og fortsatte mot Semsvannet og videre på sti mot Lierskogen der vi krysset E18.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Søsteren min, mannen og datteren står og heier i Åstabakken - vi stiller pent og pyntelig opp til gruppebilde (foto Vibeke Guttormsgaard)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jenny Midbjer møter oss ved drikkestasjonen i Lier med buddistisk sang (foto: Tom Stephan Jensen)</td></tr>
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I gamle dager trente jeg til løp. Nå er det 100-miles løpene som er hovedtreningen. Med årene har jeg funnet ut at det er en langt mer effektiv og rasjonell måte å legget det opp på. Når et løp er trening oppleves det også som langt mindre slitsomt enn der et løp er løp. Når løp er trening blir treningen også langt mindre kjedelig enn der trening er trening. Det er derfor en ren vinn-vinn situasjon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skumle forhold i Kaperåsen</td></tr>
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Etter drikkestasjonen på Lierskogen løste gruppen seg opp og vi ble løpende alene og skravle. I bakkene med mot slettene før Drammen løp vi sammen med Line Scheistrøen, og Johnny Wallenius dukket opp igjen. Det var fint å være flere da det var noen kilometer på asfalt frem til Elveparken i Drammen som var eksepsjonelt kjedelige. Vi hadde heldigvis god underholdning i form av en motorsyklist som brukte oss som publikum når han kjørte frem og tilbake og dro på bakhjulet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette og Line Scheistrøen tar fatt på bakkene ned mot slettene før Drammen</td></tr>
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På matstasjonen i Drammen var det god stemning. Jaget etter plasseringer har dessverre gjort at mange bruker kort tid, og haster videre uten å ha lange og ordentlige samtaler med de som bemanner stasjonen. Dette er verken sosialt, vennlig eller bærekraftig i det lange løp.<br />
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Vi gjorde det annerledes tok oss veldig bra tid. Heidi Grønnvoll og Neil Dryland forsøkte å lokke meg til å være med på å drikke øl og feste i anledning Heidis bursdag og brukte alle triks i boken for å demotivere meg. De var veldig flinke og jeg kjente at jeg var litt stolt over dem begge da vi takket for oss og dro fra matstasjonen. En fest med hyggelige mennesker i Drammen hadde vært topp, men skogen ventet på oss.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mot Saggravdal etter snaue 60 km (foto: Anette Velde Sande) </td></tr>
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I bakkene opp fra Drammen dukket Line Scheistrøen opp igjen. I tillegg møtte vi Tone Øksenvåg. Planen var var å ta det veldig rolig frem til 100 km, og vi lot dem sige unna på det lange asfalt-strekket mellom Konnerud og Andorsrud. Vi viste at vi kom til å ta dem igjen etter noen timer dersom vi holdt et seigt og rolig tempo.<br />
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Det var himmelsk å nå stiene i Vestskauen etter asfalt og sivilisasjon. På vei oppover mot Montebello var det fine forhold med litt rester etter vinterens skiløyper.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette er full av energi og forteller morsomme historier </td></tr>
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Vi skravlet oss gjennom Vestskauen og sørget for å ta en obligatoriske sefie rundt løypas høyeste punkt ved Montebello. Når man løper sammen i over et døgn blir man godt kjent, da det er nok tid til å si ganske mye. Anette var full av energi og hadde mange morsomme historier å fortelle slik at jeg slapp å kjede meg. De var ofte imitasjoner på ulike norske dialekter eller engelsk, slik at det ble en fin variasjon fra Haugesund-dialekten hennes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Litt snø på veien opp mot løpets høyeste punkt ved Montebello (Foto: Anette Velde Sande) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette løper på den fine stien mot Montebello</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løpets høyeste punkt. Nå går det nedover hele veien til Verdens Ende</td></tr>
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Etter å passert løypas høyeste punkt går det bratt ned til plassen Kabretta og Montebello skiarena. Der tok vi igjen Line Caliscaner, Line Scheistrøen, Terje Furuseth og danske Bo Andersen. Terje og jeg pratet sammen mens vi løp nedover mot krysningspunktet ved Haukelielva, mens Anette pratet med Line. Det var akkurat som et slags stjernestøv omkranset dem. Jeg tenkte at det var et tegn på at både Annette og Line ville nå langt som ultraløpere. Kanskje helt til Norges-toppen? Bo fortalte at han hadde bodd i Nederland i mange år, og at capsen han hadde på var fra Sør Afrika der han hadde løpt Comrades.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette krysser Haukelielva noen kilometer før matstasjonen på Hanekleiva</td></tr>
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Det var godt å komme frem til matstasjonen ved Hanekleiva etter 78 kilometer. Vi ble tatt i mot av en bra gjeng inklusive Mona Kjeldsberg, Einar Iversen og Einar Hagemann. Servicen var i verdensklasse og Einar Hagemann, som hadde løpt et 50 km løp tidligere på dagen, gjorde sitt aller beste for å demotivere samtidig som han serverte himmelsk pasta.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Einar & Einar. Einar Hagemann har løpt en 50 km før han på ekte ultra-vis er frivillig på Hanekleiva (Foto: SMVE100)</td></tr>
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Vi tok på oss hodelyktene og fortsatte ut fra matstasjonen litt før de vi hadde kommet dit samme med. Dette betyr ikke at vi var der kort, da vi tok oss god tid til å spise og skravle. De andre tok seg imidlertid ennå bedre tid enn oss.<br />
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På vei oppover mot Hvittingen ble det mørkt og vi skrudde på lyktene. Etter å ha tatt i husveggen ved toppen av Hvittingen ble det et natt-bilde før vi fortsatte videre gjennom skogen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Natt på Hvittingen (Foto: Anette Velde Sande) </td></tr>
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Anette er full av morsomme historier og forteller levende og bra. Jeg fikk blant annet innblikk i OCR-sporten, den lange løpeturen i Nordmarka med den russiske langrennsløperen Julia Ivanova, Nato-tjeneste på fregatt, to kollisjoner på motorsykkel og iscenesettelsen av et kjæresteforhold med en teddybjørn. Den beste historien lovet hun imidlertid å utsette til vi var så slitne at vi trengte den.<br />
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Selv om Anette er en livlig og bra historieforteller, har hun bakgrunn fra forsvaret og kystvakten som gjør at hun i noen situasjoner er presis og ordknapp. Under løpet hadde vi for eksempel følgende dialog midt på natten ved gården Borge Nordre mellom Baktstvål og Svinevoll:<br />
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<i>Stillhet</i><br />
<i>Meg: "Anette det kommer tre lykter etter oss"</i><br />
<i>Anette: "Sett"</i><br />
<i>Lang stillhet.</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Endelig sti etter et stykke på asfalt på Holtungveien</td></tr>
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De siste kilometerne mot matstasjonen ved Hengsrød ble vi tatt igjen av noen 50-miles løpere inklusive Bent Halling. Selv tok vi igjen Roy Magne Stenehjem rett før vi kom til matstasjonen. På matstasjonen var det på ny strålende service, men flere løpere som satt og hvilte og så fryktelig slitne ut. Uten å ha planlagt det opptrådte vi nok demotiverende ved at vi var blide, høylydte og skravlete mens andre satt stille og så tomt ut i luften mens de kjempet en fortvilet kamp mot lysten til å bryte.<br />
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Vi forlot matstasjonen rundt 04.20. det og var mye vær da vi kom ut. Det blåste og regnet kraftig og etterhvert kom det en slags merkelige blanding av sludd og hagl i tillegg. Det kom heldigvis snart noen korte og bratte motbakker slik at i fikk kroppsvarmen tilbake.<br />
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Anette hadde fått blemmer under føttene og det dukket opp et par under høyrefoten min også. Til tross for at vi ikke var så veldig slitne var vi nødt til å redusere farten til blemme-tempo. SMVE100 er et enkelt løp som ikke har mer enn ca 3.500 høydemeter. Man blir derfor ikke særlig sliten av det sammenlignet med et hardt fjell-løp, men distansen på 162 km kjenner man selvsagt i tillegg til at man blir trøtt av å døgne.<br />
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I Tønsberg var det matstasjon der vi fikk ny påfyll av mat og drikke. På vei gjennom byen fortalte Anette sin forhånds-annonserte gode historie. Den var virkelig god, og vi fortsatte humrende gjennom byen og over til Nøtterøy.<br />
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På Nøtterøy tok vi igjen en sliten Henrik Gunnerød som vi fortsatte samme med. Med jevne mellomrom brølte han for å holde seg våken. Etter en stund seg han litt bakover og alt vi hørte var brøl bak oss i skogen med noen minutters mellomrom.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anette møter den gamle sjefen sin på Nøtterøy som er ute for å heie på henne</td></tr>
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Da vi kom inn i Kynnemarka på Tjøme sa jeg til Anette at nå kommer du helt klart til å klare å komme i mål med mindre du faller og brekker foten. Det skulle jeg ikke sagt.<br />
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Kort tid etterpå gikk vi oppover Gjervågveien i Gjervågskauen. En Subaru kom oppover bakken bak oss i høy hastighet, og vi gikk helt ut i kanten av veien. Jeg gikk forrest med at Anette rett etter meg. Med et smell traff bilen Anette med det høyre speilet slik at det ble slått inn og bilen sneiet deretter meg. Bilføreren stakk av fra stedet i høy hastighet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Subaruen som kjørte på Anette står og slapper av mens den har vondt i høyre-speilet som er bøyd inn </td></tr>
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Kort tid etter passerte vi en hytte der bilen sto parkert utenfor. Det høyre speilet var fortsatt slått inn. Under normale omstendigheter hadde vi tatt en prat med sjåføren, men så langt ute i et 100-miles løp må man være forsiktig med å bruke energi på andre ting enn å komme seg til mål. Sjåføren var mest sannsynlig rusa, og vi ville neppe oppnå noe fornuftig med en prat heller. Vi bestemte oss derfor for å fortsette, men tok bilde av bilen for å ha registreringsnummeret til senere bruk.<br />
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Det siste strekket fra Vrengen bro og over Tjøme gikk i sakte blemme-tempo. Vi møtte stadig turgåere som lurte på hva vi drev på med eller heiet på oss der vi beveget oss fremover i det som antakelige så ut som en smygende form for kappgang.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vi er i gang med den siste bratte bakken opp til må (Foto SMVE100) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Man blir i ekstra godt humør når 163 km er tilbakelagt</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kun noen meter igjen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feiring med flagg ved Vippefyret (Foto: Lars Tøsse) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med så fint vær burde løpet vært litt lengre (Foto: SMVE100) </td></tr>
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I mål ble vi tatt i mot av arrangørene Einar og Mona og fikk medalje rundt halsen. Selv om føttene var vonde, hadde det reduserte tempoet de siste timene ført til at ingen av oss var spesielt slitne tatt betraktning av at vi hadde tilbakelagt en ganske lang strekning.<br />
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SMVE100 i 2019 er en verdenssensasjon siden det er det aller første løpet med en ultralærling som deltaker, og det første løpet i verden som blir brukt som svenneprøve. Jeg var spent om de tradisjonelle mediene ville fange opp dette eller om de kun ville beskrive det som er kjedelig og gammeldags, nemlig hvem som kom på plass 1, 2 og 3. Det er ingen nyhet at noen vil komme på 1, 2 eller 3 plass i et løp, og relativt uinteressant hva navnet på de som tilfeldigvis gjør det er.<br />
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Journalist Olav Engen i Kondis holdt på å gå i fellen, da fokus i deres dekning av løpet i farlig stor grad hold på å gå glipp av verdens-sensasjonen som fant sted. Jeg fryktet at det bare ville være alternative medier som ville klare å fange opp den eneste virkelige nyheten, men heldigvis omtalte Kondis den viktige nyheten <a href="https://www.kondis.no/trisethlyngvi-sand-og-vallestrand-vant-soria-moria-til-verdens-ende.6220915-127695.html" target="_blank">om at ultra-læring Anette fullførte SMVE100. </a> Det er derfor et visst håp for tradisjonsrike Kondis i årene fremover hvis de passer å å vri fokus mot de viktige sakene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feiring av en 100-miles i boks og grunntrening til 17 mai (Foto SMVE100) </td></tr>
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For mitt vedkommende ble løpet det trettende 100-miles løpet på ultra-CVen og det fjerde jeg løper siden oktober 2018. Noe må man jo bruke helgene til slik at man ikke ender opp på fest eller kjøpesenter. Det var deilig å ha gjennomført løpet i et fornuftig tempo.<br />
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Anette kom på 6 plass i kvinneklassen så målet ble oppnådd. Jeg var på jobb dagen etter målgang, og det fornuftige tempoet vi hadde holdt gjorde at jeg ikke kunne kjenne at jeg hadde deltatt på SMVE100 dagen før. Det var deilig tatt i betraktning at beina tross alt hadde forflyttet seg et stykke.<br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-15636494937544104812019-03-17T13:45:00.001+01:002019-03-17T13:45:15.347+01:00Ultra Trail Sierras del Bandolero - 100 Miles-løp nr 12Etter 125 kilometer i <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/03/ultra-trail-sierras-del-bandolero-100.html" target="_blank">Ultra Trail Sierras del Bandolera i 2017</a> måtte jeg kaste inn håndkleet til tross for at det ikke var lengre enn en maraton til mål. Jeg var ikke alene om å bryte i det kraftige snø- og regnværet i de spanske fjellene der store deler av løpet gikk i iskaldt smeltevann. Kun 30 % av de som stod på startstreken kom til mål. Jeg utpekte meg selv umiddelbart til Norges riks-pyse. Nøyaktig to år senere reiste jeg tilbake til Spania for å rydde opp en gang for alle og kvitte meg med det belastende pyse-stempelet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid og forventningsfull mann rett før løpet startet</td></tr>
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Til tross for at det er nærmere 400 som deltar er Ultra Trail Sierras del Bandolero 100 Millas (UTSB) en slags uoppdaget perle for de som ikker er fra Spania. Jeg tror jeg var den eneste som ikke var spanjol blant deltakerne, noe som trolig skyldes at løpet ikke markedsføres internasjonalt og at informasjonen om løpet er på spansk. I tillegg er det omtrent like vanskelig å melde seg på løpet som Barkley Marathons dersom man ikke behersker spansk.<br />
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For meg var dette perfekt. Jeg prøver av og til å finne de uoppdagete perlene blant terrengultraløpene. Viktige kriterier er mest mulig sti, fin natur, ikke-kommersiell arrangør, inntekter til lokalsamfunnet og miljøprofil på løpet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fottur i vakker natur dagen før løpet </td></tr>
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Det 166 km lange løpet har 6000-7000 høydemeter og går i fjellområdene vest for Ronda. Start er i den hvite landsbyen Prado del Rey i den vestlige delen av nasjonalparken Parc Naturel Grazalema. Man løper en slags sløyfe der man vender i Ronda. Mange av stipartiene er tekniske med mye stein og mange muligheter til å gå på trynet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra hotellrommet i Ronda I</td></tr>
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Før løpet gikk vi turen Caminito del Rey der deler av strekningen består av planke-gangveier festet til de loddrette fjellsidene i den trange kløften ruten går i. Deretter overnattet vi i Ronda og bodde på et lite hotell som lå på kanten av stupet der vi hadde utsikt til Rondas største turistattraksjon, kløften og ny-broen Puente Nuevo fra 1793.<br />
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Det kjentes litt sykt å skulle utsette seg selv for så mye plage som jeg skulle når alternativet med å være vanlig turist ble testet ut rett før løpet. I en kort periode sirklet tankene rundt å spise god mat, drikke god vin, gå turer i de vakre fjellene og slappe av i flotte omgivelser i godt selskap. Denne typen tanker kalles ultra-angst og rammer de aller fleste rett i forkant av et løp. Andre typiske symptomer på ultra-angst er følelsen av at man er litt syk, opplevelsen av at man har trent for lite eller at man har en innbilt skade. Etter en liten stund gjorde jeg kort prosess med de fjollete tankene og dyttet ultra-angsten vekk.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra hotellrommet i Ronda II</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra hotellrommet i Ronda III</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra hotellrommet i Ronda IV</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra hotellrommet i Ronda V<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plakaten til løpet </td></tr>
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Vi forflyttet oss deretter langsomt gjennom fjellene i retning av den hvite landsbyen Prado del Rey der vi tok inn på et liten enkelte og hyggelig hotell i utkanten av byen. Hele sentrum av byen var sterkt preget av nærmere 400 ultraløpere og deres familier og støtteapparat og alle spisesteder serverte pasta selv om det ikke stod på den originale menyen.<br />
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Da løpet startet på fredag 1. mars kl 18.00. var det hundrevis av tilskuere som hadde stilt seg opp langs løypa. Mange som var utkledd som banditter vandret rundt i byen og smalt kraftige kinaputter. Navnet på løpet spiller på at fjellene vi skulle løpe i tidligere var tilholdssted for et stort antall banditter. De som fullfører 100-miles løpet blir "Bandolero", dvs banditt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gatene i Prado del Rey var pyntet av banditter før løpet </td></tr>
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De første tre hundre meterne av løpet gikk gjennom jublende folkemengder. Deretter gikk det slakt nedover gjennom vakkert kulturlandskap mesteparten av veien til den neste hvite landsbyen El Bosque der vi på ny ble møtt av flere hundre jublende tilskuere. Det er ekstra morsomt å løpe ultraløp når det er så mye liv.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann på vei ut av Prado del Rey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De første kilometerne gikk gjennom vakkert kulturlandskap </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mot fjellene </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solen gikk ned da jeg nådde El Bosque</td></tr>
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Solen gikk ned og et mildt sagt kupert parti begynte etter El Bosque. I løpet av de neste 3 milene var det over 2000 høydemeter med stigning. Den første delen gikk i skog og kratt opp til passet Puerto del Boyar. Deretter steg vi opp på snaufjellet på tekniske og steinete stier. Flere partier var for bratte og tekniske til at jeg klarte å løpe. Sist jeg løp her for to år siden fant det vann over alt og snødde og sluddet kraftig på toppene. Nå var det mulig å løpe med kortbukser selv om det var kjølig på de høyeste partiene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det siste dagslyset mens jeg er på vei opp i fjellene</td></tr>
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Gjennom natten forsøkte jeg å ha hodelykten på lavest mulig lys-nivå. Det var veldig klart og en fantastisk stjernehimmel og jeg ønsket å få med meg så mye som mulig av den. Jeg skrudde av lykten mange ganger i løpet av natten for å se på stjernene.<br />
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De siste kilometerne inn mot matstasjonen i den neste hvite landsbyen Villaluenga etter ca 40 kilometer gikk det veldig sakte på grunn av teknisk terreng. Når det er en drøy kilometer igjen til byen kommer man på en sti som går lang kanten av et stup. Plutselig ser man byen flere hundre meter rett under seg og det er vanskelig å fatte hvordan det kan være mulig å komme ned den stupbratte fjellsiden uten sikring. Rundt neste sving dukker muligheten opp i form av en renne i fjellsiden. Det er imidlertid all grunn til å ta det forsiktig, da et feilsteg kan gi en lang flytur ned i byen.<br />
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Selv om jeg har vært ganske dårlig til å trene, gikk det rimelig greit ut over natten. Under <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/10/hundremileskongen-blir-til-pa.html" target="_blank">Grindstone 100</a> i oktober 2018 innså jeg at det ikke er nødvendig å trene noe særlig til 100-miles løp. Man kan i stedet bruke løpene som trening og bruke tiden man tidligere brukte til å trene til alt mulig annet. Det er ikke bare mye morsommere, men også mye mer tidseffektivt siden ultraløpene fører til at man bruker nettene til å løpe i stedet for å sove. I tillegg pleier jeg å få masse energi av å løpe gjennom natten.<br />
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Fra Villaluenga fortsatte jeg videre ut i natten og frem til den enkle fjellhytten Refujio Llanos de Libar der neste matstasjon var. En sjeldent blid mann synes det var usedvanlig morsomt at en nordmann ikke synes det var kaldt, selv om det var kjølig utenfor. Selv stod han med dunjakke.<br />
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Neste etappe gikk til den neste hvite landsbyen Montejaque og deretter videre til Ronda. Jeg durte rolig gjennom natten og hadde det bra mens jeg tenkte på alt mulig rart.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morgenstund i Ronda etter en natt i fjellene </td></tr>
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I bakkene opp mot Ronda begynte det å lysne. Drøye 70 kilometer i fjellene hadde begynt å gjøre beina gode og møre. Jeg tok meg god tid på matstasjonen da jeg kjente at jeg var på grensen til å være tom for næring. På vei ut tok jeg med meg en neve vingummi for å gi meg selv sukkersjokk slik at jeg våknet.<br />
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Jeg passerte broen over kløften i Ronda nøyaktig klokken åtte om morgenen. En og annen tidlig vandrer var ute og så undrende på meg der jeg kom med startnummer og rar utrustning. Jeg hilste høflig på samtlige og fikk smil tilbake.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ronda ser veldig kul ut fra nedsiden </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fraflyttet bygning langs stien </td></tr>
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Etter Ronda fortsetter løpet nedover et lagt dalføre der man stedvis klatrer opp i dalsiden før man ender opp i dalbunnen igjen etter en stund. I starten er det steinete og karrig, men etterhvert blir det frodig, grønt og vakkert. Jeg koste meg der jeg løp langsomt nedover langs elven i dalbunnen.<br />
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Da jeg hadde noen få kilometer igjen til matstasjonen i den hvite landsbyen Jimera de Libar kom løpets første mentale nedtur. Det begynte å bli veldig varmt i solen og jeg kjente at jeg ikke taklet det så godt. Deretter løp et helt grått dyr som minnet om en grevling tvers over stien rett foran meg. Det var akkurat som den sugde all energien og motivasjonen som var igjen i kroppen min og jeg begynte å gå.<br />
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Noen fotturister kom i mot og jeg latet som jeg løp. Den neste jeg møtte var en eldre mann som jeg hadde en lang samtale på mitt elendige spansk om hvor langt løpet var, hvor lang tid jeg hadde brukt og navnet på alle de byene jeg hadde vært eller skulle innom. Deretter vekslet jeg mellom å gå og løpe avhengig av om det kom noe i mot. Så snart jeg så eller hørte at det kom noen løp jeg for å fremstå som bedre enn jeg er.<br />
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I bakkene opp mot Jimera de Libar ble jeg tatt igjen av to hyggelige og energiske løpere som forsøkte å peppe meg opp uten hell. Vi skravlet litt før de seg i fra.<br />
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Etter matstasjonen hadde jeg halvannen time der humøret var lavt og energien likeså. Det hele endret seg på matstasjonen i Cortez de la Frontera som lå i skråningen opp mot det neste fjellpartiet. Det var passeringen av dette fjellpartiet i sludd og snø og store mengder vann som hadde ført til at jeg måtte bryte løpet i Villaluenga i 2017.<br />
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Mens jeg stod og gomlet mat mannet jeg meg kraftig opp og bestemte at jeg skulle skru om hodet til innbitt modus og passere fjellpartiet i rolig men jevnt tempo. Oppstigningen til passet ved toppen av fjellet var varm, men naturen var fin og jeg hadde det bra. Jeg ble passert av fem løpere, men lot meg ikke affisere av det og fortsatte i det samme jevne tempoet på den tekniske og steinete stien.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snø sist, sommerlig denne gangen </td></tr>
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Jeg har kvalifisert meg til lotteriet til ur-100-miles-løpet Western States Endurance Run i California fem ganger og vært med i lotteriet like mange ganger uten å komme med. Det ga ekstra motivasjon å tenke på at fullføring av Ultra Trail Sierras del Bandolero ville føre til at jeg ble kvalifisert til å være med i lotteriet på ny for sjette gang. Første gang man er med i lotteriet har man ett lodd. Antall lodd dobles for hvert år man er med, slik at man har 32 lodd det sjette året man er med. Hvis man ikke klarer å komme med det syvende året blir man kastet ut av køen og ender opp med ett lodd neste gang man er med, da oddsene ellers ville blitt så høye for de som hadde vært med i mange år at det ikke hadde vært noen lodd igjen til resten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Capsen reddet meg fra å bli rød som en hummer i ansiktet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her var dalbunnen fylt med vann i 2017 - nå var det tørt og fint </td></tr>
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Etter å ha kommet ned fra det første fjellet krysser man en stor gresslette før man skal over neste fjell. Da jeg løp i 2017 var dalbunnen fylt med vann, og jeg måtte vasse et langt stykke i det iskalde vannet. Nå var det helt tørt og utrolig enkelt å passere sammenliknet med sist.<br />
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På vei over en lang vakker slette noen kilometer før retur til matstasjonen i Villaluenga der jeg sist var midt på natten, fikk jeg en kraftig dose med ny energi. Jeg durte i fra en gruppe på syv løpere som hadde samlet seg og fortsatte i fint driv frem til matstasjonen. Dette er det fascinerende med lange løp. Etter en nedtursperiode kommer en opptursperiode og alt kjennes lett og overkommelig. <br />
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Matstasjonen i Villaluenga var inne i en hall. Der krydde det av løpere som løp 50-miles som vi skulle samløpe med den siste fjerdedelen av løpet. I 100-miles-løpet blir det stor spredning og er gjerne bare noe få på hver matstasjon samtidig. Her var det sikkert 50-60 stykker og det kjentes merkelig å komme til at sted som var så fullt av energi. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Over den vakre sletten der jeg fikk masse ny energi</td></tr>
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Neste stopp var den hvite landsbyene Grazalema. Fra Villaluenga til Grazalema var det igjen tekniske og steinete stipartier. Flere steder var det vanskelige å skjønne hvor stien gikk når man så oppover fjellsiden, men så snart man rundet en stor stein eller klippeformasjon så man hvor den fortsatte. Etter en halvtimes tid ble det så mørkt at jeg måtte skru på lykten og det ble på ny en fantastisk stjernehimmel.<br />
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De snaue fire timene jeg brukte på strekningen var en sammenhengende mental nedtur. Til tross for at stien var fin, himmelen var full av stjerner og det var mange hyggelige løpere jeg småpratet med var energinivået lavt og jeg kjedet meg grenseløst. I tillegg begynte det å gå sakte på grunn av slitne bein og såre føgtter og jeg gruet meg til å kjede meg gjennom en hel natt til i sakte fart. Saken ble ikke bedre av at jeg stadig ble passert av masse løpere som deltok på 50-miles.<br />
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Det var utrolig godt å nå slutten av fjellet, og se Grazalema langt der nede. Matstasjonen lå ved det vakre torget i byen. Jeg begynte oppholdet mitt ved å søle en hel kaffekopp ut over gulvet. Matlyst hadde jeg lite av så jeg satte meg ned for å forsøke å få i meg litt, og etter en stund hadde jeg klart å spise noen småting.<br />
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Jeg fortsatte ut i mørket opp mot passert Puerto del Boyar. Plutselig var energien tilbake og jeg koste meg under den vakre stjernehimmelen. Det gikk lett opp til passet og jeg fortsatte nedover mot neste matstasjon på den tekniske stien langs fjellet El Torreon.<br />
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En blemme hadde dukket opp under venstre tåballe og vonde og såre føtter gjorde at jeg måtte være forsiktig på alle de spisse steinene. Jeg skravlet en stund med en kar som hadde løpt feil og som skulle bryte løpet. Selv om jeg ikke skjønte så mye av hva han sa, skravlet han i vei. Jeg så ja og humret på steder jeg håpet det var passende å humre.<br />
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Til tross for at det var natt nummer to hadde jeg ikke hatt noen hallusinasjoner. Det endret seg imidlertid da jeg var på vei inn i landbyen Benamahoma. En trehodet dame med bustete hår og masse mørke sår i alle ansiktene dukket opp foran meg i veikanten og stod og lo høyt. Jeg skvatt først, men overbeviste meg selv fort om at det var en hallusinasjon. Deretter forsvant hun i mørket med en høy skingrende latter. Noen flere hallusinasjoner dukket merkelig ikke opp utover natten.<br />
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Jeg kom til den siste matstasjon i El Bosque langt utpå natten og de eneste jeg møtte i gatene var noen blide damer på vei hjem fra fest. Når man har vært ute og løpt så lenge rundt omkring i fjellene som jeg hadde, er det akkurat som man er fra en annen planet når man møter vanlige mennesker som gjør normale aktiviteter. Dette gjelder spesielt når man møter noen som har drukket alkohol i timevis.<br />
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Den siste delen av løpet beveget jeg meg sakte med såre føtter og slitne lår. Jeg viste at jeg ville komme til mål og brydde meg mer om å spare føttene enn farten. Gnagsårene jeg fikk under føttene på Grindstone 100 Miles gjorde at jeg ikke kunne løpe før det hadde gått nærmere fire uker, og jeg ønsket ikke en gjentakelse.<br />
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Den siste timen gledet jeg meg veldig til å komme i mål og ikke minst til sengs. Det var deilig da Prado del Rey dukket opp på en ås foran meg. Den siste kilometeren til mål gikk bratt oppover og utrolig sakte. En diger rotte løp over veien foran meg og ga en underlig form for underholdning. Underveis hadde jeg sett tre mus, det grevling-aktige dyret og rotten. Alle hadde krysset fra venstre til høyre foran meg, og jeg lot meg underholde av tanken på at det kunne være et slags hemmelig budskap som jeg vår nødt til å klare å tolke. <br />
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Jeg krysset målstreken litt over halv åtte om morgenen samtidig som det begynte å lysne. Det var utrolig godt å komme i mål og gøy å kunne krysse av i boken for mitt 12 fullførte 100-miles-løp. I mål ventet en bocadillo og en pils. Pilsen smakte utmerket til tross for at det var et uvanlig tidspunkt å drikke øl på for alle andre enn de som er på Gardermoen og skal på ferie.<br />
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Det neste langløpet jeg skal delta på er det 100-miles/162 km lange Soria Moria til Verdens Ende 11.-12. mai. Jeg ble kronet til HundreMilesKongen® i oktober 2018 og funnet det riktig å gi noe tilbake til det norske ultramiljøet som har gitt meg så mye. Jeg har derfor valgt en ultra-læring som tiltrer 1. mai og som jeg kommer til å veilede helt gratis gjennom løpet fra Voksenkollen til Tjøme. Alle bør ta samfunnsansvar og gi noe tilbake til samfunnet.<br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-34637531902435037602018-12-23T18:31:00.000+01:002018-12-23T18:31:25.807+01:00Bello Gallico 100 Miles - nå er jeg unikNå er jeg helt på egenhånd i et fremmed landskap. Ingen annen nordmann har løpt flere 100-miles løp enn meg. Jeg kjenner et nærmere slektskap med Mensen Ehrnst, Leiv Ericsson og Roald Amundsen enn med andre dødelige inklusive vanlige norske ultraløpere.<br />
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Etter 11 måneder med løpefri på grunn av skader fullførte jeg terrengsløpet <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/10/hundremileskongen-blir-til-pa.html" target="_blank">Grindstone 100 Miles </a>den første helgen i oktober etter kun seks ukers forsiktig opptrening. Løpet førte til fullstendig løpefri frem til november, da jeg måtte vente på ny hudvekst etter at begge hælene ble herjet av saftige og dype blemmer på Grindstone.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En pram på en av Brussels kjente kanaler</td></tr>
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Bello Gallico går i skogs- og landbruksområdet noen få mil øst for Brussel. Før jeg dro til området løpet går i benyttet jeg sjansen til å være turist i Brussel. Jeg tok meg blanet annet en tur innom Europas jihadist-hovedstad Molenbeek.<br />
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De fleste islamistiske terrorhendelser i Europa de siste årene har koblinger til denne bydelen, inklusive de store terroraksjonene i Paris i 2015, bombeangrepet på Brussel flyplass, bombeangrepet på t-banen i Brussel, angrepet på Charlie Hebdo og flere andre mislykkede operasjoner inklusive forsøket på angrep på toget mellom Paris og Brussel. I tillegg har flere hundre av bydelens innbygger reist til Syria og kjempet for IS. En del av dem har kommet tilbake.<br />
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Selve Molenbeek er ganske fin med internasjonal stemning og landsbypreg. Det er imidlertid delte oppfatninger om hvor velkommen man er som besøkende. I den britiske avisen Daily Mail beskrev reporteren sitt besøk slik:<br />
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<i>I ventured off the beaten path to be met with hostile glares from huddles of brooding young Belgian-Arab men and boys.<br /><br />Indeed, my taxi driver, Abdullah Kassimi, of Moroccan heritage, thought long and hard before agreeing to take me to Molenbeek, though he lived there for four years before escaping to the more affluent Anderlecht.<br /><br />‘It just isn’t a place where outsiders are very welcome among some people,’ he shrugged, when I asked him why.</i><br />
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<i>Emerging from the station alone, as night was falling, it occurred to me that, given what I'd read about the frequency of assaults here, I could probably undertake a walk for charity sponsored not by the mile but the minute.</i><br />
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Jeg trakk på meg hetten på meg da jeg entret Molenbeek og vandret rundt et par timer. De aller fleste innbyggerne er fra nord-afrikanske land, og det var stor aktivitet rundt de gatene og torgene med butikker. I resten av området var det et søvnig landsbypreg. Det meste gikk rolig for seg, men jeg måtte forsvare meg noen ganger. Det gjør ikke så mye når man er 193 cm og nærmere 100 kg.<br />
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Før et langt ultraløp er det viktig med bra trening. I ukene mellom Grindstone og Bello Gallico hadde jeg i følge Strava følgende treningsmengde:<br />
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Uke 40: Grindstone 100 Miles<br />
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Uke 41: 0 km<br />
Uke 42: 8 km<br />
Uke 43: 0 km<br />
Uke 44: 52 km<br />
Uke 45: 11 km<br />
Uke 46: 31 km<br />
Uke 47: 11 km<br />
Uke 48: 44 km<br />
Uke 49: 42 km<br />
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Uke 50: Bello Gallico 100 Miles<br />
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Gjennomsnittlig distanse pr uke ble 22 km. Det er ganske mye, men når man skal løpe et 100-miles løp trenger føttene og beina tross alt skikkelig herding. I tillegg jobbet jeg veldig mye, inklusive de fleste helgene før løpet.<br />
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Den ene helgen jeg hadde jobb-fri var jeg <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/12/bislett-24-timers-det-dreier-seg-kun-om.html" target="_blank">speaker på Bislett 24-timers.</a> Jeg har en teori om at veldig mye arbeid og lite trening gjør at man presterer bra på ultraløp. Jeg følte meg likevel alt for sliten til at det var gøy der jeg stod og ventet på starten i forsamlingssalen De Roosenberg i Oud Heverlee litt før kl 04. Jeg trøstet meg med tanken om at jeg ville få masse energi av løpet og komme i mål med rikelig overskudd.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det siste innendørsbildet tatt på De Roosenberg i Oud Heverlee ti minutter før start kl 04</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Starten går utenfor De Roosenberg kl 04.00. </td></tr>
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Jeg stilte meg opp bakerst i startfeltet. Min erfaringer at det uansett går alt for fort i starten. Dessuten er det morsommere å løpe seg fremover enn å bli forbi-løpt av mange.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trøtt, sliten og blid 15 sekunder ut i løpet</td></tr>
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De første snaue 20 kilometerne gikk i mørket gjennom skogene Heverleebos og Meerdaalwoud og frem til landsbyen Bierbek. Matstasjon nummer 1 var på puben De Miester der jeg fikk fylt opp drikkeflaskene og spist en rullet lefse med ost og skinke. Deretter fortsatte jeg ut i mørket i retning neste matstasjon som skulle være etter ytterlige 20 kilometer.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løpere foran meg på en hulvei </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den første matstasjonen var på den hyggelige puben De Miester i landsbyen Bierbek </td></tr>
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Jeg kjente at det ikke var mye futt i kroppen og innstilte meg på at løpet kunne komme til å ta lang tid. Rett før matstasjon nummer to etter ca 40 kilometer går løpet opp og ned noen bratte bakker i den samme åssiden flere ganger. Da jeg var igjennom og nådde matstasjonen kjente jeg at beina var herlig stive allerede og ga de bratte bakkene noe av skylden. På matstasjonen serverte de både kaffe og varm suppe. Begge deler var godt, da været utenfor var ganske surt med 3 minusgrader og høy luftfuktighet.<br />
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Da jeg fortsatte fra matstasjonen langs en frossen elv tenkte jeg på at det dessverre er alt for få lange ultraløp i Norge. Åtti prosent av de løpene som arrangeres er 81 kilometer eller kortere. Det er all grunn til å tro at tendensen fremover vil være at antallet lange løp krymper ned til noen helt få. <br />
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Lange konkurransen, som sykkelløpet Trondheim Oslo, har mer enn en halvering av antall deltakere på originaldistansen fra første del av 90-tallet og frem til i dag. Det har sammenheng med at nordmenn blir mer og mer pysete og antakelig er i ferd med å innta tronen som verdens mest pysete folkeslag. Det vil derfor bli et svakere og svakere deltakergrunnlag for de harde løpene for hvert eneste år som går fremover. Har man lyst å løpe lange løp i Norge bør man derfor forte seg å benytte sjansen nå mens det ennå finnes noen.<br />
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I mange land som USA og store deler av Øst-Europa må man delen naturen med ti-tusenvis av ulv og bjørn. I Norge kan man stadig vekk se nyhetssendinger på tv der voksne menn er livredde for de svært få store rovdyrene som finnes igjen i den norske naturen. Noen blir til og med sinte på staten fordi man tillater å ha noe man synes er så skummelt i naturen. I tillegg er nordmenn, som eneste folkeslag på kloden, livredde for det bittelille ufarlige insektet skjeggkre. Det står derfor veldig dårlig til med norsk mot for tiden. Nordmenn er ikke bare pysete, de har også blitt veldig redde for det som ingen andre er redde for som ulv og skjeggkre.<br />
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Da Norge deltok i krigen i Afghanistan var deltakelsen under forutsetning av at de norske soldatene skulle være i en fredelig del av landet uten krigshandlinger. Til sammenlikning dro de danske soldatene til den krigsherjede Helmand-provinsen. Resultatet ble 43 drepte danske soldater. Der det norske soldatene var ble det urolig etterhvert slik at det dessverre var ti som ble drept i løpet av krigsårene. Det ser selvsagt tragiske med et hvert dødsfall, men forskjellene mellom den danske og norske holdningen er representativ for forskjellen i mentalitet mellom kulturen. Danskene er rett og slett ekstremt mye tøffere enn det den moderne nordmenn har blitt.<br />
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Dersom det hadde oppstått en ny vikingtid er det sannsynlig at islendingene, svenskene og danskene hadde blitt vikinger mens nordmenn hadde stått på sidelinjen fordi de ikke hadde turt å være med. Hver gang det hadde dukket opp et skjeggkre hadde de skreket høyt og løpt og gjemt seg. Det ville selvsagt vært noen hederlige unntak, for også blant nordmenn finnes det tøffe enkeltindivider. De er bare ikke så mange og det blir færre av dem for hvert år som går. Dette rammer dessverre norsk ultra-idrett hardt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sti med sandbunn som avveksling fra den dominerende jordbunnene</td></tr>
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I de fleste land ser man ikke på løp under 100-miles som skikkelige ultraløp. I Norge er det motsatt. Man finner knapt løp som er så lange. Dette fører til at de fleste som vil løpe lange løp er nødt til å reise til utlandet.<br />
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Jeg har hatt en stor fordel når det gjelder ultraløping. Faren min var dansk, slik at halvparten av genene mine er danske. Den danske delen av meg er tøff, mandig og utholdende, mens den andre delen er klassisk norsk, dvs redd, engstelig og pysete. Siden de danske genene mine er dominerende, undertrykker de stort sett de norske. Når jeg blir skikkelig sliten på et langt ultraløp kan de norske likevel piple frem, og jeg kan få tendenser til å være like pysete som en gjennomsnittlig nordmann.<br />
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Et eksempel var et langt strekk i nærheten av landsbyen Sint-Agathe Rode der det var strømførende piggtråd på begge sider av stien. De fleste nordmenn hadde ikke turt å løpe dette strekket i det hele tatt, men etter litt nøling ved starten på strekket vant den danske delen av meg, og jeg løp fremover mellom den strømførende piggtråden. Det ble kraftig gnistregn to ganger, da stavene min berørte piggtråden. Den norske delen av meg skvatt nervøst til, mens den danske var fullstendig uberørt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strømførende piggtrå på hver side av stien</td></tr>
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Det meste av løpet går på stier og veier med jordbunn. I enkelte partier er det gamle hulveier som er belagt med brostein. Det ser flott ut, men blir aldri min favoritt å løpe på. I tillegg er det enkelte partier med grusveier og asfaltpartier i og rundt alle de små landsbyene som passeres.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ramler man sideveis går det ikke særlig bra </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Egne skilt varsler om løpere i veibanen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hester i utkanten av landsbyen Eigen ved slottet Van Nerijse</td></tr>
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Det meste av løpet gikk i mørke. Med start kl 04 var det noen mørke timer frem til soloppgang ved 0830.-tiden. Det ble mørkt igjen ved 16.30.-tiden. For meg var dette helt perfekt siden jeg trives veldig godt i mørket.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker underskog med store flotte løvtrær</td></tr>
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Etter en runde på 81 kilometer nådde jeg De Roosenberg igjen. Der ble det servert et varmt måltid. Jeg fikk en gigantisk porsjon med kjøttstykker i saus og potetmos. Til tross for at jeg er en stor mann og gjorde mitt beste, lykkes jeg ikke med å spise opp alt sammen. Jeg tok med meg stavene mine forsvant ut igjen før å løpe samme runde i motsatt retning etter 12 timer og 17 minutter.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hulsti med trær med Harry Potter-røtter </td></tr>
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Beina og føttene mine var såpass slitne at jeg konkluderte med at en gjennomsnittlig treningsmengde på 22 km i uken antakelig var litt i minste laget. Så snart det ble mørkt begynte den norske delen av meg å ymte frempå med at det nok ville være lurest å gi seg for ikke å få noen langvarige skader. den danske delen av meg brølte fuck you til den norske og jeg fortsatt videre. Dette gjentok seg flere ganger inntil den norske skjønte at det ikke var noen vits å prøve seg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Natt nummer to er i gang, og kyrne langs ruta hilser meg. </td></tr>
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Etter at jeg hadde passert 107 kilometer og nådde stien skogen Bois de Laurensart kom det en kraftig haglbyge avløst av ennå kraftigere sludd som kort tid etter ble avløst av kraftig snøvær. Det ble ganske fort veldig glatt på de veiene og stiene da jorden som lå på toppen ble omdannet til gjørmesuppe. Jeg var glad jeg hadde tatt med meg staver. Det gjorde det mye lettere å holde balansen der jeg skled rundt i sludd, snø og gjørme.<br />
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Jeg skjønte at det kom til å bli høy bruddprosent på grunn av snøværet. Dette skulle vise seg å stemme, da nærmere 40 % av de som startet ga seg underveis og de fleste gjorde det etter at det begynte å komme mange ulike kalde ting fra himmelen. Dersom alle som startet hadde vært nordmenn er det beregnet at 85 % ville ha brutt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snøværet melder sin ankomst </td></tr>
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De siste timene gikk det sakte fremover i snøværet. Beina og føttene hadde mistet all futt, men jeg presset dem så hardt jeg kunne til tross for at det gjorde veldig vondt de avsluttende 7-8 timene av løpet. Det begynte å blåse og ganske kaldt på de eksponerte delene av løypa. Jeg brukte hetten de siste timene selv om den bråkte kraftig i vinden. Det var fantastisk deilig å komme inn på de to siste matstasjonene. På den første serverte de varm kjøttsuppe, mens den andre hadde varm toast. I tillegg hadde begge varm kaffe.<br />
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Løpet hadde ikke mer enn snaue 2500 høydemeter, men det er en del kort og bratte bakker. Mot slutten var det perfekt å ha stavene i dem. I tillegg til at de var til god hjelp for å holde balansen på det glatte føret var det behagelig å kunne avlaste de slitne beina og vonde føttene for den norske delen av meg. Den danske trengte ikke stavene og fnøs kraftig av dem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann med slitne i bein i mål etter 27 timer og 46 minutter </td></tr>
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Til tross for et rimelig magert treningsgrunnlag kom jeg meg i mål som nummer 55 av de 158 som startet. I seg selv er ikke dette en prestasjon å danse i transe for, men det var bra i forhold til treningsgrunnlaget. Etter målgang bestemte jeg meg for å vurdere noe mer trening før jeg skal stille opp i neste 100-miles-løp en eller annen gang i 2019.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Agent Cooper har forvist stjernen fra toppen av juletreet </td></tr>
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Et 100-miles løp rett før jul passer perfekt. Man blir veldig sulten, noe julematen sørger for å løse. Dessuten er man mye inne og koser seg, noe en sliten kropp trives veldig godt med. Alle burde derfor løpe 100-miles før jul. Det eneste man trenger er å overvinne sin indre nordmann.Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Belgia50.503887 4.469935999999961547.917913 -0.69363800000003817 53.089861 9.633509999999962tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-55190687859044347562018-12-08T09:21:00.002+01:002018-12-08T10:51:50.202+01:00Bislett 24-timers - det dreier seg kun om hodetSom speaker i 23 timer har jeg på ny fått bekreftet en teori. Lange ultraløp dreier seg 90% om hode og 10% om fysikk. Tidlig i løpet forsøkte jeg å gjette på hvem som kom til å holde ut lenge. Det samme gjør jeg i andre lange ultraløp. Det slår sjeldent feil.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid speaker spiller Främling til ære for at Torunn Brandt har passert 100 miles (foto: Svein-Erik Bakke)</td></tr>
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De som har de aller sterkeste fysiske forutsetningene til å komme i toppen gir seg sjelden med mindre de har en dårlig dag. I motsatt fall hadde de aldri vært i toppen.<br />
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Blant resten av løperne er det ikke innlysende for uinnvidde hvordan det kommer til å gå. At en oldemor på 76 år skal ha mer enn halvparten av de 133 startende bak seg på resultatlisten når 24 timer har gått er ikke lett å skjønne hvis man ikke forstår at sporten dreier seg om hodet. I motsatt fall ville man lett gjettet at menn i 20-, 30-, og 40-årene ville gjøre det mye bedre enn oldemoren. Slik er det ikke. Veldig mange av dem fikk grundig grisebank av henne.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det var bra samarbeid mellom "High-five-ansvarlig" og speaker</td></tr>
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De fleste som kaster inn håndkleet før 24 timer har gått gjør det på grunn av fysiske skader - tror de. Så lenge de tror at de måtte legge inn årene fordi kneet var vondt, eller blemmene for store eller på grunn av kvalme har de ingen mulighet til å lykkes i lange ultraløp. De vil mislykkes gang på gang, og gradvis få svekket selvtilliten og troen på seg selv.<br />
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Det er ikke rart at man blir forledet til å tro at man hadde så vondt i kneet at man måtte gi seg. Når man blir sliten jobber hjernen på høygir med å finne unnskyldninger for å gi seg. Kneet kjennes plutselig så vondt at man tror man "må" gi seg for å hindre en langvarig skade. Det er selvsagt underbevisstheten som spiller en et puss og produserer akkurat det man trenger, nemlig en unnskyldning for å pyse ut som holder vann.<br />
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Det er ikke bare en unnskyldning overfor andre, men også overfor seg selv. De fleste som gir seg på grunn av skader tror selv at de har fått skader. De lyver derfor ikke. Det er jo vondt. På lange ultraløp har man alltid vondt. Hvis det ikke er vondt overalt er det mest sannsynlig noe alvorlig galt, og man bør bryte av hensyn til helsa.<br />
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Hvis man fokuserer på et kne, et lår eller en fot vil det alltid gjøre vondt dersom alt er i orden med kroppen. Det er en del av gamet, og sjeldent farlig. Før man skjønner at man driver med selvbedrag dersom man gir seg på grunn av smerter og opplevde skader har man selvsagt ingen mulighet til å komme ut av den onde nedturspiralen.<br />
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De som besøker Bislett 24-timers for første gang blir ofte overrasket over hvor stort mangfold det er blant løperne. Det er fordi de fleste er vant til å se korte løp, der kroppene til løperne til forveksling er like hverandre. Maratonløpere er ofte spede og små og ser ut som om de aldri ble så gamle at de fikk voksenkropper. Sprintere har definerte muskler og ser ikke ut som om de fortsatt har gutte- og jentekropper. Siden hodet er det avgjørende i lange ultraløp er kroppsfasong av mindre betydning og mangfoldet blir tilsvarende større.<br />
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For å lykkes med å fullføre et langt ultraløp må man enten være utstyrt med et sterkt hode eller trene opp et svakt hodet. Det siste er imidlertid ikke mulig dersom man ikke skjønner at det er hodet det dreier seg om.<br />
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Den som bryter lange løp gang på gang som følge av kroppslige problemer, og virkelig tror de er kroppslige har jo ingen grunn til å jobbe med hodet. Det er derfor en forutsetning at man erkjenner at det egentlige problemet er hodet. I motsatt fall vil man aldri ha en millimeters sjanse for å lykkes.<br />
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Den dagen man erkjenner at hodet lurer en, er det en overkommelig oppgave å gjøre noe med det. Det er like lett å trene opp hodet som resten av kroppen. Sist jeg løp et langt løp, <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/10/hundremileskongen-blir-til-pa.html" target="_blank">Grindstone 100 Miles</a>, var jeg i tidenes mest elendig form etter å kun ha hatt en seks ukers opptreningsperiode etter 11 måneder fravær fra løpingen. Jeg visste at natt to i løpet kom til å bli kritisk og at det var her hodet ville jobbe intenst på å få meg til å gi meg i kombinasjon med å tilby hallusinasjoner. Jeg var derfor bevisst på at jeg måtte stå i mot hodets onde hensikter denne natten og brukte litt energi på å forberede meg på det som ville komme. Jeg lykkes med planen og lot ikke hodet diktere meg. I tillegg fokuserte jeg på hvorfor jeg ønsket å fullføre som jeg oppsummerte slik:<br />
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1. Grindstone 100 ville bli mitt 100-miles løp nr 10<br />
2. Løpet er siste sjanse til å kvalifisere seg seg til Western States 100 Miles<br />
3. Løpet er kvalifiseringsløp til Hardrock 100<br />
4. Fullføring ville føre til at jeg ble HundreMilesKongen<span style="background-color: black; font-family: "georgia" , "utopia" , "palatino linotype" , "palatino" , serif; font-size: 18px;">®</span><br />
5. Blemmer er egentlig bare koselig<br />
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De fleste som bryter på grunn av opplevde kroppslige plager til neppe erkjenne at det egentlig var hodet som spilte dem et puss. For noen vil det likevel være et håp. Neste gang de stiller opp i Bislett 24 har de forberedt seg på at hodet kommer til å fortelle dem at de bør gi seg for ikke å gjøre en skade stor. De vil vil være blant de som står løpet ut og legger ut lykkelige innlegg på sosiale medier i adrenalin- og lykkerus. De som ikke skjønte poenget har humpet nedtrykt hjem for mange timer siden. De første må vi heie på og de siste må vi gi omsorg til.<br />
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<br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-8998730233763884782018-10-13T18:11:00.001+02:002018-10-13T18:11:53.537+02:00HundreMilesKongen® blir til på Grindstone 100 Miles <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/09/midtre-gjevilvasskam-og-selvmordstien-i.html" target="_blank">To løpeturer i Trollheimen i september 2017</a> ga meg nesten ett års pause fra løpingen. En uheldig fasong på hælene mine ga langvarige betennelser og <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-2-operasjonen-michael.html" target="_blank">fredag 13 april 2018 ble jeg operert </a>for tilstanden Haglunds hæl på høyre fot. Jeg gikk beskjed om at det kunne ta 6 måneder til jeg kunne løpe igjen, men at det kunne bli så lite som 4 måneder dersom jeg var heldig.<br />
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Den 5. oktober 2018 løp jeg 100-miles løpet Grindstone 100 i Virginia i USA med nærmere 7000 høydemeters stigning underveis. Siden løpet gikk under 6 måneder etter operasjonen var treningsgrunnlaget minimalt. I juni og juli trasket jeg en del turer på sti. I tillegg ble det mange fine stiturer på terrengsykkel. I midten av august var jeg i alpene og begynte jeg å løpe forsiktig igjen. All spenst var borte etter nesten ett år uten løping. Deretter ble det 30-40 kilometer med løping i uken i seks uker frem til Grindstone 100 og spensten snek seg tilbake.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">10 flotte premier fra mine 10 100-miles løp </td></tr>
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Til tross for at jeg helt sikkert ville være den på startstreken med dårligst treningsgrunnlag, var jeg fast bestemt på å stille opp. Jeg pleier å tyte til alle og en hver om at å fullføre lange ultraløp dreiet seg om 10 % fysikk, og 90 % hode. Det er greit å teste ut om det man tjater om stemmer i virkeligheten eller om man bare er en tullete prater.<br />
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I tillegg var jeg nødt til å fullføre. Grindstone var kvalifiseringsløp til Western States 100 Miles så vel som Hardrock. Etter å ha vært med i lotteriet til Western States i fire år uten å komme med, begynnte sjansene for å endelig lykkes å bli store fordi man får dobbelt så mange lodd hvert år man kvalifiserer seg til å være med i lotteriet.<br />
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Dersom jeg ikke fullførte Grindstone ville jeg rykke tilbake til start. Grindstone er antakelig både et finere og hardere løp enn Western States, men det hadde vært morsomt å være med på ur-100-miles-løpet en gang i løpet av livet.<br />
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Før jeg reiste til løpet ble jeg kontaktet og informert om at jeg ville bli HundreMilesKongen® dersom jeg fullførte fordi det ville føre til at jeg hadde fullført ti 100-miles løp. Jeg ble fortalt at en annen nordmann hadde fullført ti løp, men at ingen hadde fullført flere. Jeg stusset over at jeg ville bli utropt til konge fordi jeg tangerte rekorden, men sluttet fort å tenke mer på det da det førte til at jeg ble litt svimmel.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Camp Shenandoah der starten gikk fra </td></tr>
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Grindstone 100 går på sti i Shenandoah-fjellene i Virginia i USA. Det sniker seg så vidt over grensen til West Virginia. Det er til sammen nærmere 7000 høydemeter med stigning fordelt på ca 165 kilometer. Man løper frem og tilbake på omtrent samme rute. På veien frem skal man oppom to topper man ikke behøver å besøke på veien tilbake. Start er fra den permanente speiderleiren Camp Shenandoah utenfor byen Staunton i Shenandoh-dalen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løypeprofil </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løpsleder Clark Zealand briefer deltakerne før start </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruten jeg løp hentet fra <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1890995530" target="_blank">Strava</a></td></tr>
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Den antatt største utfordringen med løpet utover å komme seg til mål var å klare sperretidene. Normalt er ikke dette noe jeg tenker på under løp, men denne gangen var det i aller høyeste grad aktuelt på grunn av det ekstremt spinkle treningsgrunnlaget. Med start 5.oktober var det ikke lenge siden min <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1779589871" target="_blank">første løpetur på ett år 18. august</a>. Underveis i løpet var det tre punkter med cut-off-tider i tillegg til en maksimaltid på hele løpet på 38 timer.<br />
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Strategien min for løpet var:<br />
1. Å opparbeide meg et såpass stort forsprang på cut-off-tidene i den tidlige delen av løpet at jeg skulle slippe å oppleve permanent stress underveis.<br />
2. Aldri la meg rive med av andres tempo, men bevege meg i det som passet meg.<br />
3. Løpe mest mulig alene for å kunne styre tempoet best mulig<br />
4. Ikke bry meg om at formen var dårligere enn alle andre løp jeg har stilt opp på tidligere.<br />
5. Fullføre<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett før start </td></tr>
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Start var kl 18. fredag 5. oktober som tilsvarte kl 24 i Norge, som jeg hadde reist fra to dager tidligere. Jeg kjente at jeg var småtrøtt der jeg stod på startstreken, men bestemte meg for ikke å bry meg noe om det. De fleste stilte med hodelykt på start, da det ville bli helt mørkt i løpet av en time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kø der stien smalnet etter 800 meter</td></tr>
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De første to kilometeren gikk i en halvsirkel rundt speiderleiren. Vi satte vi igang med en stigning på 250 meter, før det gikk ned til første matstasjon (Falls Hollow) etter 8 kilometer. Ultralegenden David Horton stod og viste vei i et vanskelig kryss. Han har en av de meste imponerende CVene man kan ha innenfor ultraverdenen; rekord på Appalachian Trail, rekord på West Pacific Trail, et par seire i Hardrock og rekordtid på det småharde løpet Barkley Marathon.<br />
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Deretter steg det gradvis brattere opp til første fjelltopp med det klingende navnet Elliot Knob etter 15 kilometer. De siste to kilometerne var veldig bratte, og da vi nådde toppen hadde vi steget 1000 meter. På toppen var det tåke og alle måtte stemple startnummeret.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei inn til den første matstasjonen hadde det blitt mørkt </td></tr>
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På vei ned ble jeg liggende bakerst i en lang rekke løpere. Stien var steinete og teknisk. Det var tåke og yr i luften og ble ganske glatt. For en som har vokst opp med å løpe i Oslomarka var det likevel på ikke noe i nærheten av så glatt det kan være på stiene hjemme om høsten.<br />
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Det var nedover hele veien frem til neste matstasjon (Dry Branch Gap). Deretter bar det bratt oppover Crawford Mountain på sti i tåke og småregn. Det var varmt og veldig fuktig luft. De fleste løp med lite klær og mange hadde bar overkropp. De ble likevel klissvåte på kroppen av fuktigheten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et par toppturer på veien frem var ikke nødvendige å gjenta på returen</td></tr>
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Neste matstasjon (Dowells Draft) fulgte etter nye nedoverbakker. Den var bemannet av veldig energirike mennesker som skapte masse liv og god stemning. Deretter bar det ut igjen i mørket og en solid klatring oppover Hankey Mountain. På vei ned fra toppen var det ikke sti, men en sølete jordvei. Deretter fortsatte det på fin sti over Lookout Mountain med en bratt nedstigning som finale før første Cut-off ved North River Gap etter 57 kilometer.<br />
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Jeg lå behaglige 2,5 timer før cut-off. Til å å løpt så lite de siste 12 månedene fungerte kroppen overraskende greit. Jeg hadde også klart å følge strategien min til punkt og prikke. På matstasjonen var det en som fortalte at den neste stigningen opp Grindstone Mountain og videre til toppen av Little Bald Knob kanskje var den hardeste i løpet. Siden jeg hadde så god margin på cut-opp-tiden bestemte jeg meg for å ta det veldig rolig de 13 kilometerne til toppen for å spare beina mest mulig.<br />
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Halvveis til toppen kom første løper i mot i høyt tempo nedover de bratte bakkene. Det så ikke ut som om han hadde noe mer med seg enn en håndholdt flaske. Rundt ti minutter senere kom nestemann, og nærmere toppen fulgte 4 stykker til.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Asfalt de siste 500 meterne til toppen av Reddish Knob</td></tr>
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Tre kilometer før vending skulle man oppom toppen av Reddish Knob og stemple startnummeret. Det siste stykket til toppen var det asfalt. Solen hadde kommet opp og utsikten fra toppen var storslagen.<br />
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Jeg fortsatt deretter ned de tre kilometeren til vendepunktet og kjente at de første 82 kilometerne hadde gjort at de dårlige trente beina begynte å bli møre og slitne. Det var en tett strøm av løpere som allerede hadde passert matstasjonen ved vendepunktet som kom i mot. Mange hadde pacere som var rene og pene og peppet opp de slitne løperne de hjalp.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt fra Reddish Knob</td></tr>
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Etter å ha snudd bar det tilbake i retning toppen Little Bald Knob. Deretter var det en lang nedoverbakken til matstasjonen ved Nort River Gap der neste cut-off var. Jeg begynte å bli mør i beina, og var i ferd med å få blemmer under hælene. Dersom det er kjølig, har jeg sjeldent problemer med blemmer. På de løpene det har vært veldig varmt har de imidlertid dukket opp. Her var det rett i underkant av 30 grader, og ikke spesielt gunstig for føttene mine.<br />
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Jeg ankom matstasjonen rundt 3,5 timer før cut-off. Jeg drakk nesten to liter vann før jeg dro videre, men hadde veldig dårlig matlyst. Jeg fikk likevel presset i meg litt mat og tok med meg et par bananbiter.<br />
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Fra matstasjonen var det en lang og varm stigning i flott natur. Store løv- og bartrær omkranset stien som bestod av en kombinasjon av jord og steinoverflate. Det kom flere terrengsyklister i mot, og det så veldig morsomt ut å sykle ned de bratte bakkene.<br />
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Det begynte å bli sent på ettermiddagen og jeg stålsatte meg for natt nummer to i fjellene. For det første visste jeg at jeg kom til å få hallusinasjoner, og planla et jeg ikke måtte gjøre noen dumme ting som følge av dem, f eks som å hoppe utfor et stup hvis det skulle dukke opp noe som fremstod som farlig. For det andre visste jeg at jeg kom til å bli veldig sliten, og at det kan gi en risiko for at man bryter. Ett 100-miles terrengløp med masse bakker er slitsomt i seg selv, og med elendig trening ville det blir ekstra slitsomt. Jeg planla derfor motivere meg med følgende:<br />
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1. Grindstone 100 ville bli mitt 100-miles løp nr 10<br />
2. Løpet er siste sjanse til å kvalifisere seg til Western States 100 Miles<br />
3. Løpet er kvalifiseringsløp til Hardrock 100<br />
4. Fullføring vil føre til at jeg ble HundreMilesKongen®<br />
5. Blemmer er egentlig bare koselig<br />
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Etter den lange stigningen kom jeg til neste matstasjon der jeg prøvde å få i meg litt mat uten veldig stort hell. På ny tok jeg med meg et par bananbiter for å kunne småspise underveis. Deretter fortsatte jeg videre oppover Hankey Mountain med såre og vonde føtter. Fjellet var vakkert og det vokste noen fine hvite blomster i skogbunnen under de store løvtrærne som vokste langs hele fjellryggen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På toppen av Reddish Knob</td></tr>
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På vei ned fra toppen begynte skumringen. Plutselig så jeg noe som beveget seg nede i skråningen til venstre. Jeg stoppet opp og kikket og så en svartbjørn som stod og kikket på meg 30-40 meter unna. Deretter ruslet den rolig videre. Til tross for at norske menn regnes som verdens reddeste og normalt er livredde for edderkopper, bjørn, ulv og skjeggkre ble jeg ikke redd. Det var først og fremst en flott naturopplevelse, men jeg tok på meg hodelykten da den av erfaring er grei å ha for å oppdage andre som beveger seg rundt i naturen nattestid.<br />
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Tyve minutter senere kom jeg frem til matstasjonen ved Dowells Draft der det var fullt "Saturday Night Fever" party med glitter, sølv, blinkende lys og partymusikk. De frivillige var utrolig energiske om morsomme og jeg bega meg videre med et smil om munnen til tross for at det begynte å bli mange vonde blemmer under føttene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Merkesnorer med refleks </td></tr>
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Klatringen i mørket fra Dowells draft var lang og brutal. Jeg hadde god margin til maksimaltiden og bestemte meg for å ta det rolig for å spare de blemmefylte føttene mest mulig. Plutselig dukket det opp en 80 cm høy Robert Mugabe med stort hode til venstre for meg. Han hoppet opp og ned langs stien og skravlet sammenhengende. Jeg forstod at det var det var løpets første hallusinasjon som dukket opp. En halvtime senere møtte jeg en 8-10 meter lang sau som stod og stirret på meg.<br />
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Problemer dukket først opp da jeg kom opp på toppen av fjellet der det var vanskelig å følge stien i den tette tåken som dukket opp. En vakker lysende mur med fantastisk fargespill og et slags verdenskart på seg kom opp av bakken og sperret stien. Jeg forsøkte å ga til venstre for den, men muren bare forflyttet seg og hindret meg i å passere. Jeg stoppet opp og gned meg i øynene, og vipps var muren borte slik at jeg kunne fortsette.<br />
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Blemmene under føttene gjorde nedstigningen fra fjellet svært smertefull. Det var godt å ha stavene for å avlaste trykket under føttene mest mulig. Da jeg kom frem til matstasjonen ved Dry Branch Gap var det ikke mer enn 23 kilometer igjen til mål. Jeg hadde så god margin til maksimaltiden at jeg skjønte at det kom til å gå veien. Med tanke på at jeg hadde hatt min første løpetur på ett år 1,5 måneder før jeg deltok på Grindstone var jeg utrolig fornøyd og tenkte på at selv om løpet gikk sakte var det antakelig min største sportslige prestasjon. Det var erfaringen, viljestyrken og rutinen som drev meg fremover - ikke det ekstremt spinkle treningsgrunnlaget.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De som fullfører Grindstone får beltespenne</td></tr>
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Det siste fjellet var brutalt. Kombinasjonen av den sterke varmen og den puslete huden under føttene mine førte til blemmer i verdensklasse. De var fordelt i en sone under forfoten og en veldig smertefull sone under den bakre delen av hælene. Jeg brukte stavene til å avlaste best mulig og forsøkte å legge mest mulig vekt på de delene av føttene som ikke var plaget.<br />
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Det gikk utrolig sakte mot toppen, men jeg hadde en periode som var ganske fri for hallusinasjoner. Ett og annet tre ble like vel til noe helt annet og enkelte busker ble til dyr. Ellers var det ganske rolig i skogen. Da jeg nådde toppen satte jeg meg ned et par minutter for å spise og manne med opp til den bratte nedstigningen som ventet. Jeg gruet meg, da jeg viste at den kom til å bli veldig vond for føttene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Soloppgang morgenen før løpet</td></tr>
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Etter ti minutters nedstigning skled venstre fot på løs grus. Rykket førte til at den venstre staven knakk tvert av. Jeg bannet, brettet den sammen og hang den på sekken før jeg humpet meg videre mot den siste matstasjonen.<br />
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De to siste kilometerne mot den siste matstasjonen var preget av at jeg så mange store bygningen som ikke eksisterte. Jeg kom til en fabrikk der det stod parkert tre store dumperbiler utenfor. Da jeg nærmet meg forsvant fabrikken. I tillegg hørte jeg folk som lo og skravlet i skogen rundt meg flere ganger.<br />
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På den siste matstasjonen var matlysten stort sett borte. Jeg kastet staven og spiste litt og fikk fylt opp flaskene mine. Det var ikke mer enn 8 kilometer til mål og jeg gledet meg veldig til å komme frem for å få hvilt de vonde føttene.<br />
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Det siste partiet til mål gikk veldig sakte på grunn av blemmene. Da løypen krysset en bekk møtte jeg en annen løpet som stod med hodelykten sin i hendene og spurte om jeg kunne hjelpe ham med å finne hodelykten som han nettopp hadde mistet. Det var tydelig at det var flere enn meg som var slitne og trøtte.<br />
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To kilometer før mål rundet jeg en ås og møtte en hjort. Det blåste og vinden lagde så mye lyd at den ikke hadde hørt meg. Den rykket til og skvatt så kraftig at den slo hovene sammen med et kraftig brak før den løp avgårde. Jeg humret og stavret meg videre mot mål.<br />
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Jeg gikk i mål kl 06.41 etter 36 timer og 41 minutter ute i løypa. Det var 1 time og snaue 20 minutter til maksimaltiden utløp, og med tanke på hvor elendig løpeformen min var var jeg utrolig fornøyd med å fullføre og godt fornøyd med strategien om å skaffe meg et solid forsprang på maksimaltiden for deretter å ta det litt roligere når jeg så at det ville gå veien.<br />
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Det var langt å gå til dusjene. Jeg hadde så vondt i føttene at jeg i stedet gikk og la meg i en bekk som rant forbi 50 meter unna teltet mitt. Først lå jeg på ryggen i noen minutter, deretter på magen og til slutt vasket jeg meg i en kulp. Jeg stavret meg deretter tilbake til teltet og sovnet etter å ha spist et par munnfuller med rosiner. Jeg sov over frokosten og premieutdelingen og våknet ikke før de fleste hadde pakket sammen teltene sine og forlatt campen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leiebil i soloppgang</td></tr>
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Bare timer etter jeg kom tilbake fra USA ble jeg kontaktet og tilbudt tittelen HundreMilesKongen®. Siden jeg er beskjeden av natur og ikke liker å stikke meg frem, ba jeg om betenkningstid. Etter en god natts søvn og prat med familie og venner bestemte jeg meg for å si ja.<br />
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Jeg er derfor fra nå av HundreMilesKongen®. Det føles litt underlig, men først og fremst naturlig. I tillegg er det uten tvil veldig fortjent å ha blitt HundreMilesKongen®. Noen må tross alt være konge.<br />
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Grindstone 100 var mitt tiende 100-miles løp. Jeg var derfor kvitt skjeggets forbannelse og kunne barbere det vekk samme dag som jeg kom i mål.<br />
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Grindstone 100 kan varmt anbefales. Det er et velarrangert løp med hyggelig arrangør, frivillige og medløpere og går i flotte omgivelser. For den som liker å løpe på sti er det perfekt da det er lite annet underlag. Til å være så langt borte er det relativt enkelte å komme dit. Jeg fikk tak i flybilletter med SAS til kr 3.300 til Washington, og fra flyplassen tar det ikke mer enn 2,5 timer med bil til Camp Shenandoah.<br />
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Min 100-miles CV:<br />
1. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2014/05/161-km-med-oppoverbakke-fra-london-til.html" target="_blank">Thames Path 100 Miles</a><br />
2. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/04/taby-extreme-challenge-2015.html" target="_blank">Täby Extreme Challenge 100</a><br />
3. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2015/06/lpe-langt-i-new-york-aka-great-new-york.html" target="_blank">The Great New York 100 Miles</a><br />
4. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/03/addo-elephant-100-mile-trail-run.html" target="_blank">Addo Elephant 100 Mile Trail Run</a><br />
5. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/04/tec-100-miles-by-running-journalist.html" target="_blank">Täby Extreme Challenge 100</a><br />
6. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/05/bum-100-miles-i-forskningens-tjeneste.html" target="_blank">BUM 100 Miles</a><br />
7. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/mauerweglauf-100-miles-oppskriften-pa.html" target="_blank">Mauerweglauf 100 Miles</a><br />
8. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2016/08/mauerweglauf-100-miles-oppskriften-pa.html" target="_blank">Bello Gallico 100 Miles</a><br />
9. <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/04/sur-mann-lper-tec-100-miles.html" target="_blank">Täby Extreme Challenge 100</a><br />
10. Grindstone 100 <br />
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<br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-3144995546315109102018-06-10T18:10:00.005+02:002020-06-16T15:07:00.006+02:00Løvenskioldbanen og Dælimåsan - Bærums Tsjernobyl? Mange tror at man må reise til Nikel eller Tsjernobyl for å oppleve alvorlig forurensning. Det er ikke nødvendig. Det er tilstrekkelig å ta turen til Dælimåsan i utkanten av forbudssonen rundt Løvenskioldbanen ved Skytterkollen.<br />
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Tungmetaller og annen forurensning fra skytebanen har ført til at stort sett all vegetasjon i området er død. I tillegg kan blyforurensingen ha spredt seg til grunnvann og vannveier.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker blanding av døde trær og forurenset grunn<br /><br /></td></tr>
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Det kan stilles spørsmål ved om politikerne kan klandres for ikke ha sørget for å rydde opp på samme måte som det kan stilles spørsmål ved om politiet har forsømt seg når de ikke har undersøkt om noen har gjort seg skyldig i miljøkriminalitet. Tilsvarende kan man lure på hvorfor ikke forurensningsmyndighetene har satt opp advarselsskilt ved de blyforurensede bekkene som krysser stiene og turveiene fra Skytterkollen og Østernvannsvingen. I tillegg kan man stille spørsmål hvorfor ikke Fylkesmannen gjør noe effektivt for å få Norges Skytterforbund og eventuelt andre ansvarlige til å rydde opp.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dødens sone ved Dælimåsan</td></tr>
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Alt dette skal jeg imidlertid la ligge. Forurensning har sin egen estetikk, Det kan være heslig og vakkert på samme tid å se de synlige ødeleggelsene. Selv om den alvorlige blyforurensningen finner veien til grunnvann og vannveier og fører til at elg, rådyr, mennesker og andre som drikker vann blir syke, er det noe vakkert over det det hele.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bakken på Dælimåsan der det ikke et tegn til liv</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alt er fullstendig dødt og den tørre luften er full av støv fra forurensningen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er neppe lurt å sutte på de forurensede kvistene<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snev av liv blant alt det døde</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elgspor i en seng av blyhagl</td></tr>
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I midten av Dælimåsan ligger det et lite tjern. I en rapport fra 16. september 2013 av Stefan Olberg i Biofokus om kartlegging av biologiske verdier ved Løvenskioldbanen, er forurensningen av Dælimåsan beskrevet slik:<br />
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<i>Vannet Dælimåsan, samt tilhørende myr og sumpområde rundt Dæhlimåsan, ser ut til å være svært preget av tungmetallforurensning, sannsynligvis som følge av enorme mengder med blyhagl på og i bakken innenfor dette området. Vannet er rustbrunt. Torvmosene innenfor hovednedfallsområdet til haglskurene er døde, og grunnen består av dødt biologisk materiale med et svært høyt innslag av hagl</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ekstrem forurensning og massedød for trær<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trær som hviler på en seng av gift</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Knapt et levende tre. De som lever ser stort sett syke ut </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Masse elg- og rådyrspor frem til vannet i Dælimåsan<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er hagl over alt </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elg- og rådyrspor i vannkanten og flere elgtråkk leder til vannet <br /><br /></td></tr>
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Det er mye elg i området og mange av dem har oppført seg rart når jeg har truffet dem. De fleste er ikke redde, og mange er veldig klengete og følger etter en. Kan det være et resultat at de har drukket blyforurenset vann over lang tid? Hjerneskader og nerveskader er jo vanlige virkninger av blyforgiftning.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dødt tre i forbudssonen</td></tr>
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Avrenningen fra området skjer via myrområder øst for Dælimåsan og gjennom en sumpskog og videre rett nord for parkeringsplassen ved Østernvannsvingen og ned i Østernbekken (<a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2017/02/mte-med-ulv-og-radyr-langs-sternbekken.html" target="_blank">der jeg sloss med en ulv for et par år siden</a>).<br />
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I rapporten til Stefan Olberg beskrives tilstanden til sumpskogen slik:<br />
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<i>Myrområdene sør for Dælimåsan er grøftet og det er drevet med torvtekt. Sør for myra er det en liten gransumpskog. Skogen her har mye døde, unge graner, og en stor andel av torvmosene er også døde. Vannet er brunt, og få, om noen, biologiske kvaliteter ble registrert i sumpskogen. Årsaken tilskrives en direkte og indirekte forurensing av bly og muligens andre stoffer fra leirduebanen.</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Delvis død sumpskog et par-tre hundre meter sørøst for Dælimåsan</td></tr>
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I en rapport fra KConsult ved Knut K Sørås fra 8.4.2014 er forholdene "nedstrøms" ved blåstien mellom Skytterkollen og Brunkollen beskrevet slik:<br />
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<i>Turstiene i området syd for geværbanen går gjennom områder med ikke ubetydelig innslag av jordsmonn og bekkeleier som må klassifiseres som Farlig avfall. Blyforurensningen ser ut til å være transportert inn med vannsig under bakken. Hvor det transporteres videre er ikke kjent, men det vil følge vannveiene. Derfor er en avgrensning av det forurensede området videre nedover langs vannsiget ikke mulig på grunnlag av denne rapporten </i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilla er "farlig avfall/meget sterkt forurenset vann", mens rødt er "svært farlig"</td></tr>
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I rapporten er forurensningen ved Østervannsvingen også beskrevet:<br />
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<i>Veien fra parkeringsplassen ved Østernvannsvingen nordover til Østernvann går gjennom er sterkt forurenset område rett ved parkeringsplassen. Vannet i bekken er Svært dårlig og jordsmonnet langs den Svært dårlig Tilstandsklasse V. Vannet bør ikke drikkes</i><i><br /></i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I følge rapporten til Sørås er vannet sterkt blyforurenset der bekken fra Dælimåsan krysser stien </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selv om mange dyr i områdes skades av piggtråd er det vakkert </td></tr>
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I tillegg til blyforurensning er det mange rustne rester av gamle gjerder i grensen til forbudssonen. Det er flere stedet med piggtråd og kveiler med piggtråd. I tillegg ligger det mye gammelt rustent og skarpt metall i området, blant annet noen sylskarpe brede metallbånd.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruste rester etter trådgjerder er like flott som røsslyng</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For mange dyr er det en spennende aktivitet å komme seg løs fra kveilene med piggtråd</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange dyr i området har dukket under av blyforurensing og piggtrådskader<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alternativ tekst: Det er livsfarlig blyforurensning i området </td></tr>
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-52294933397976618112018-05-27T22:45:00.001+02:002018-05-29T17:29:21.312+02:00Ecotrail på krykker & Gorilla Angreb på Krøsset <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Etter en hard og fuktig kveld på byen med gode venner og konsert med det danske punktbandet Gorilla Angreb våknet jeg med tungt hode og dehydrert kropp noen timer før jeg skulle starte på Ecotrail 21 km fra Fossum til Salt.<br />
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Stemmen var fortsatt hes og svak etter at jeg fikk noen virusgreier på stemmebåndet for en drøy uke siden. Jeg reiste meg forsiktig fra sengen og trakk fra gardinene. Øynene var såre og hodet kjentes rart. Det var fortsatt det fine været det hadde vært noen dager med god og lunken temperatur.<br />
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Noen liter vann og litt mat senere begynte kroppen å komme i såpass bra balanse at det var på tide å finne frem utstyret. Som sko valgte jeg Europris-crocs til kr 59.90, da den opererte hælen min er ikke rede for sko med hælkappe. Krykkene er av ukjent merke, men jeg monterte nye doppsko siden de gamle var utslitt. I tillegg pakket meg med meg en reserve-doppsko og et par Snickers i løpevesten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Europris-crocs til 59.90 regnes som elitesko blant terrengløpere </td></tr>
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På bussen til start møtte jeg Kirsti. Vi skravlet hele veien til Fossumbanen. Da vi kom frem var det rundt 20 minutter til start og jeg småpratet med et par hyggelige løpere.<br />
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Jeg kjente meg ganske sjaber, og vandrer rolig rundt mens jeg forsøkte å etablere den nødvendige motivasjonen til å gjøre noe som kom til å bli veldig vondt. Det å krykke en kropp på 95 kilo 21 kilometer innebærer antakelig 15.000 - 20.000 krykkesteg og er brutalt for hender og armer. Jeg orket ikke en gang å regne ut hvor mange kilo som samlet skulle løftes før jeg kom til mål.<br />
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I stedet for å få motivasjon virret setningen "<i>Min kreativitet den går på krykker</i>" fra sangen "<i>Jeg går ikke i sort</i>" av Gorilla Angrrb rundt i hodet mitt.<br />
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<i>Uniformen er begyndt at klø</i><br />
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<i>Min kreativitet den går på krykker</i></div>
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<i>Jeg rådner op, jeg er ved at dø</i></div>
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<i>Jeg går ikke i sort</i></div>
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<i>Farver klæder mig fint</i><br />
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Selv var jeg kledd i sort, men setningen var det som skulle til for å gi meg motivasjon. Tre minutter før start var kroppen fortsatt sjaber, men kreativiteten var satt i gang og gikk definitivt ikke på krykker lengre. Jeg vet av erfaring at dersom jeg er i det kreative hjørnet glemmer jeg alt annet og kan dure i vei i timevis.<br />
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Jeg stilte meg opp bakerst i startfeltet og var blant de aller siste som passerte startmatten. Det morsomme med å starte sist er at man får sjansen til å ta igjen mange andre løpere. Tiden begynner heller ikke å gå før matten passeres, slik at man får bedre tid enn de man kommer samtidig til mål med.<br />
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<b>Noen erfaringer fra løpet: </b><br />
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<b>1. Fallende kvinner </b><br />
Selv om jeg krykket passerte jeg ganske mange. Jeg beveget med i ca 7 km/t i snitt gjennom løpet. Det er raskere enn å gå, men saktere enn å løpe. De som gikk ble derfor passert. Det ble også mange som vekslet mellom å løpe og gå. Når de hørte krykkelyden min bak seg begynte nesten alle å løpe. Deretter ble de slitne og begynte å gå slik at jeg kunne nærme meg på ny. Så snart jeg nærmet meg begynte de å løpe selv o dme egentlig var alt for slitne til å gjøre det. Til slutt snublet de slitne beina i ett eller annet og de falt hardt og brutalt i bakken. Lang Lysakerelven skjedde dette med til samme 7 kvinner. Jeg tilbød meg å hjelpe samtlige, men alle takket beskjemmet nei. En som falt et par hundre meter nedenfor Jarfossen skadet hånden sin, men nektet å ta imot hjelp.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykking lands Bogstadvannet rett før den første damen falt</td></tr>
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<b>2. Å drikke 78 øl kvelden før Ecotrail er ikke lurt </b><br />
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En fuktig bytur kvelden før man skal krykke 21 kilometer i 28 graders varme er ikke noe lurt. Jeg tror ikke jeg behøver å beskrive hvorfor det ikke er det ut over at alkohol er vanndrivende, fører til dårligere søvn og er en gift kroppen må bruke masse energi på å bryte ned. Når man skal krykke, trenger man all kroppens energi på krykkingen.<br />
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<b>3. En fantastisk dag for verdens første demotiveringscoach®</b><br />
Som verdens første, og eneste, demotiveringscoach® hadde jeg lagt planer om hvordan jeg best kunne demotivere flest mulig av deltakerne rundt meg. Planen var å si ting som "<i>Det er de modigste som gir seg</i>", "<i>Bor du ikke stoppe her og ta toget til mål</i>" og lignende til de som var slitne. Dette var ikke nødvendig. Den aller enkleste formen for demotivering jeg noen gang har utført var å krykke forbi slitne løpere. Mange klagde over at det var ydmykende, demotiverende, det verste det hadde blitt utsatt for og lignende. Jeg fortalte at det var meningen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykking langs Lysakerelven (foto: ukjent deltaker) </td></tr>
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<b>4. Man trenger ikke andre sko enn Europris-crocs til kr 59.50</b><br />
Det virker som om mange tror at man må fjonge sko for å delta på et løp som Ecotrail. Selv klarte jeg meg fint på 21 km med Europris-crocs til kr 59,90. Hvis snittprisen på skoene til de 2.500 som stilte til start var kr 1.500, var den samlede skoverdien på kr 3,75 mill. Hvis alle hadde brukt samme sko som meg ville den samlede summen kun blitt kr 149.750. Alle burde ha stilt opp i crocs og donert de resterende kr 3,6 mill til meg. </div>
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I Pachlev-familien i USA <a href="https://uk.runningheroes.com/blog/crocs-perfect-running-shoe" target="_blank">løper for eksempel 9 av familiemedlemmene med crocs</a>. Far selv har løpt maraton på 2.31 med crocs. Sønnen løper halvmaraton på 1.11. Det viser at det er meningsløs med dyrere og bedre skotøy hvis man ikke løper maraton raskere enn 2.30. En crocs blir ikke utslitt før man har løpt over 3000 kilometer i den. På løpeforum på internett kan man daglig lese om folk som har betalt 1.700-1.800 for løpesko som revner etter kort tid. Dersom de hadde byttet til crocs hadde spart enorme summer i løpet av sin løpekarriere. I tillegg ville de antakelig løpt mer naturlig og fortere.<br />
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<b>5. Gorilla Angreb </b><br />
Danske Gorilla Angreb er det beste punkbandet i Skandinavia for tiden. Konserten med dem kvelden før løpet skulle prege hele Ecotrail for mitt vedkommende. Før konserten hadde jeg printet ut masse lapper med noen tekstlinjer fra sangen "<i>Mit Lille Sorte Æg</i>" som vi delte ut til neste alle punkere, andre publikummere og bartendere på Krøsset der konserten ble spilt. Min venn Espen sjekket med vokalist Mai Ulrikka Sydendal at teksten jeg hadde skrevet ned etter å ha hørt sangen stemte. Det gjorde den selvsagt. Jeg fikk heldigvis fortalt henne hvor bra Gorilla Angreb er i løpet av kvelden.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen linjer fra "<i>Mit Lille Sorte Æg</i>" </td></tr>
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Teksten på lappen surret rundt i hodet mitt gjennom hele løpet. Et par ganger underveis tok jeg meg i å synge høyt. Det er mulig det bidro til at ekstra mange andre løpere falt. Ikke bare ble de innhentet av en nesten to meter høy mann med krykker, han sang også "<i>Min kusse er tør, min mave den bløder, Sulten efter noe jeg tror jeg behøver</i>".<br />
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<b>6. Hendene lider av 21 km krykking </b><br />
Armene mine er sterke og klarte seg bra. Det være verre med hendene. Selv med sykkelhansker led de en del. Litt blemmer er noe alle som driver med ultraløping kjenner til og sjeldent noe det er verdt å sutre over. Trykket mot hendene under løftet plager imidlertid noen nerver her og der litt, og et par fingre på venstre hånd er prikkete og rare. Det kommer de sikkert til å være en måned eller to.<br />
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<b>7. Krykkastrofen </b><br />
Til tross for at jeg hadde skiftet til helt nye doppsko på krykkene før løpet gikk metallet i krykkebenet gjennom den ene doppkoppen før jeg nådde Grinidammen. Jeg skiftet doppkoppen med den jeg hadde med i sekken. Ved Jarfossen etter ca 7 kilometer skjedde krykkastrofen. I løpet av et par hunde meter skar krykkebeina seg gjennom begge doppkoppene, slik at begge krykkene var på metallet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykker som har blitt utsatt for krykkastrofe</td></tr>
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Jeg bestemte meg for å fortsette selv om jeg regnet med at det ville spise et par centimenter av lengden på hver av krykkene. Det fungerte rimelig greit, selv om at det ble hardere for hendene og bråkte en del når jeg krykket på asfalten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykking langs Hengsengen på Bygdøy</td></tr>
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<b>8. Gjeting av løpere </b><br />
I den siste delen av løpet følte jeg meg mer og mer som en sauegjeter. Neste hver gang jeg tok igjen noen løpere, begynte de å løpe et stykke. Neste gang jeg tok dem igjen skjedde det samme, og slik fortsatte det hele veien frem til mål.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykking de siste meterne inn mot mål (foto: Åse Vabog) </td></tr>
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<b>9. De siste tre kilometerne var vonde</b><br />
De siste tre kilometerne fra Filipstad, forbi Aker Brygge og rundt Akershuskaia var vonde - for hendene. Press, gnagsår og krampe i et par fingre på hver hånd gjorde at jeg måtte bruke all tankekraft på å glemme hendene for i stedet å nyte det fine været og folkehavet.<br />
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<b>10. Oppmerksomhet </b><br />
Jeg har aldri noen gang fått så mye oppmerksomhet som jeg fikk under Ecotrail, Andre deltaker, tilskuere, tilfeldige forbipasserende og andre kommenterte på et vis som er totalt unormalt for ellers så forsiktige og blyge nordmenn. Om vinneren av oppmerksomheten var krykkene eller Europris-crocsene er jeg usikker på men samlet ble det mye, nesten litt i meste laget for en mann som avskyr oppmerksomhet og jobber for å leve et stille og rolig forstadsliv.<br />
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<b>11. Temperaturen</b><br />
Veldig mange har gjort et stort nummer av at det var så varmt under Ecotrail. Det stemmer bare delvis. I Oslo sentrum var det 28 grader på ettermiddagen, mens Fossum ikke hadde mer enn 26. På Tryvann var det bare 24 grader. Selv om temperaturene var ganske høye til Norge å være, var det ikke veldig varmt. Jeg tenkte ikke på varmen i det hele tatt underveis, og mener at det er et personlig valg om man vil la seg affisere av temperaturen eller ikke.<br />
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Så snart jeg hadde krysset mållinjen spurte jeg en funksjonær om noen krykkende var før meg. Hun kunne bekrefte at jeg var <a href="https://www.relive.cc/view/1597116870" target="_blank">suveren vinner i krykkeklassen på 2.57.06.</a> Stolt og glad satte jeg i gang med å gnafse flere kilo med vannmelon mens jeg skravlet med noen av de som hadde hatt samme fart som meg de siste kilometerne. Følelsen av å ha krykket 21 kilometer var veldig god, selv om hendene var helt uenige.<br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Oslo, Norge59.9138688 10.75224539999999359.658993300000006 10.106798399999992 60.1687443 11.397692399999993tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-41655991411869636802018-04-25T20:05:00.002+02:002018-04-25T20:07:54.167+02:00Seks sjekkesteder i marka i verdensklasseFor mange er Oslomarka et sted man forbinder med fin natur og turer på beina, sykkel eller med kano. Oslomarka er også fantastisk sjekkearena flere og flere få øynene opp for. De seks beste sjekkestedene finner man i Nordmarka, Østmarka, Lillomarka, Krokskogen og Bærumsmarka.<br />
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I de siste fem årene har jeg ført samtaler med 162 personer som alle har drevet med sjekking, eller blitt sjekket opp, i marka. Nesten 100 er kvinner, resten er menn. Dette danner grunnlaget for listen med de seks beste sjekkstedene marka har å by på.<br />
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Noen stedet har en veldig definert målgruppe, som for eksempel Heggelia. Andre er en salig miks. Oversikten han derfor brukes som et hjelpemiddel for å finne det sjekkestedet som er mest aktuelt. Dette er kunnskap det ellers kan ta år å skaffe seg.<br />
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<b>1. Heggelia </b><br />
Heggelia er juvelen i kronen for de mellom 55 og 75. I helgene på fine vinterdager samles seige, magre og senete sjeler der før det store rushet begynner. Taktikken de fleste bruker er hemningsløs skryting av egne langturer og øvrige prestasjoner. Det kan lønne seg å bruke en annen teknikk for å skille seg ut. Mennene er mest offensive i sjekkingen.<br />
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<b>2. Uteserveringen på Grefsenkollen </b><br />
Uteserveringen på Grefsenkollen skiller seg fra alle de andre sjekkstedene i marka. På fine og varme dager minner det til forveksling om et utested der folk koser seg med øl og kake i solen. Det er stort aldersspenn, ofte innslag av utenlandske turister og en salg miks av syklister, turgåere, posører, pappagutter, turister og mannen i gata. Som en venn av meg sier; går du alene hjem fra Grefsenkollen er det noe galt med deg.<br />
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<b>3. Brunkollen </b><br />
Brunkollen er fullstendig mislykket som sjekkearena i helgene. Det kryr av slitne barnefamilier de de fleste voksne ser trøtte og selvmedlidende ut samtidig som de bruker all sin gjenværende energi på barna sine. Suppetirsdag og etterhvert suppeonsdag endret det hele totalt. Den som tror at folk kommer dit i hopetall på grunn av suppen, som faktisk er veldig god, tar fullstendig feil. Her brukes det mye energi på å peile seg inn på rett bord, for deretter å gå offensivt til verks. Det er overskudd av ressurssterke kvinner med hovedtyngde på aldersintervallet 47-59. De kvinnene som skal oppnå noe er derfor nødt til å være langt mer offensive enn det som er vanlig i andre sjekke-sammenhenger.<br />
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<b>4. Tonekollen </b><br />
Østmarka har dessverre ikke noen markastuer som regnes som gode sjekkearenaer. Det er imidlertid flere steder i terrenget som bruke av mange. Sarabråten kan fungere av og til. Det samme kan Rundtjern. For de tålmodige er det likevel ingen steder som slår Tonekollen. Trikset som brukes er å komme tidlig og sette seg ned på det mest sentrale punktet på svaberget. I tillegg må man ha med kaffe, brus, mat, sjokolade, rosiner og bruke dette til å lokke til seg potensielle bytter. En jeg kjenner har fortalt meg at hun har lykkes med dette i fire av fem tilfeller hun har forsøkt. Ulempen er at man kan bli sittende alene hele dagen. Passer for voksne i alle aldersgrupper.<br />
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<b>5. Kikutstua</b><br />
Den lange køen på Kikutstua på fine vinterdager er legendarisk. Trikset som brukes er verken nytt eller originalt, men det virker. Jegeren stiller seg opp på tunet i nærheten av slutten av køen. Så snart et attraktivt bytte dukker opp hopper jegeren inn i køen og vipps så har man hele 20 minutter på seg til å oppnå målet sitt. Kun de klønete mislykkes.<br />
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Det som ikke er like kjent er at Kikutstua er en veldig god sjekkearena i sommerhalvåret for syklister som ønsker å være utro. Signalet om at man er åpen for eventyr er at man beholder sykkelhanskene på mens man spiser. Sykkelhanskene skjuler selvsagt også eventuelle gifteringer.<br />
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En gang jeg ble overrasket av tordenvær da jeg syklet frorbi Kikutstua trodde jeg at sjekkingen hadde nådd et nytt nivå. Jeg søkte ly i varmestuen, og rett etter jeg gikk inn kom en dame løpende inn. Hun rev umiddelbart av seg sykkeltrøyen og bh-en og jeg forberedte meg på å bli overfalt. Det viste seg at hun hadde fått masse jordveps innenfor klærne.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løvlia er sjekkestedet over alle sjekkesteder </td></tr>
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<b>6. Løvlia </b><br />
Løvlia er sjekkestedet over alle sjekkesteder. Tidsvinduet for sjekking er imidlertid veldig kort. For det første må det være skiføre, og for det andre må det være helg. Det varer ikke lengre enn den første timen etter Løvlia åpner på lørdager og søndager. Etter dette tidspunktet blir det fullt av folk uten sjekke-motiv.<br />
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Vanligvis opptrer kvinnene to og to, mens mennene er alene. Spillet skjer gjerne ved at kvinnen gir mannen et inviterende blikk. Deretter må han respondere ved handling i løpet av ett minutt, for eksempelved å gå mot disken og slå av et par ord på veien for å stoppe opp og slå til når han er på vei tilbake. Hovedtyngden av de som er aktive er mellom 33 og 50 år.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den som spiller sine kort riktig ender nesten alltid opp slik </td></tr>
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<b><br /></b>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-21918944612392348072018-04-18T06:23:00.004+02:002020-08-13T10:54:37.853+02:00Haglunds hæl del 2: Operasjonen & Michael Jacksons dop Tidspunktet for operasjonen av hælen min var fredag den 13. april 2018 på det splitter nye LHL-sykehuset på Gardermoen. Denne dagen var det naturlig nok få som ønsket å bli operert.<br />
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<a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-1-underskelsen-og.html" target="_blank">Haglunds hæl</a> hadde skapt betennelse i hæbeinet, bursa, akilles og vevet på hælen og hadde hindret meg i å løpe siden september. Den har i tillegg gitt meg sideveis gange ned trapper og periodevis mye smerter. Jeg var derfor veldig glad for å komme i gang med noe som ville gjøre det bedre.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lite er så lekkert som en hoven og nyoperert fot </td></tr>
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På sykehuset ble jeg bedt om å kle av meg for å ta på meg en elegant sykehusskjorte med knepping på ryggen samt en slapp engangs-underbukse. Deretter ble det satt inn en kran i en blodåre på oversiden av den høyre hånden min.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg fikk en egen mappe med sensitiv informasjon</td></tr>
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Det ble en del venting før selve operasjonen. Et par sykepleiere forbarmet seg over meg, og danset litt linedance slik at jeg ikke skulle kjede meg i hjel. Den som sier at servicenivået i helsevesenet er lavt vet definitivt ikke hva de snakker om.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Med trendy sykehusskjorte mens jeg ventet på operasjon </td></tr>
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Deretter ble jeg trillet inn på operasjonsstuen der jeg la meg på magen på operasjonsbenken. Så snart de hadde forsikret seg om at hodet mitt lå godt, fikk jeg en dose med narkotika i armen. Noe av det siste jeg husker før jeg sovnet var at anestesilegen sa et "<i>Nå får du den samme narkotikaen som Michael Jackson brukte, men under noe mer kontrollerte forhold</i>".<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nyoperert fot hviler seg ut etter operasjonen</td></tr>
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Da jeg våknet igjen var jeg trillet tilbake til venterommet og jeg hadde fått bandasje på foten. Jeg snakket med kirurgen Sigmar Jack som fortalte at operasjonen hadde vært vellykket, men at det hadde vært store skader på akilles. Han hadde skåret bort de ødelagte delene av senen og fortalte at den ville bygge seg opp igjen etterhvert.<br />
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Operasjonsbeskrivelse i seks punkter:<br />
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<li>Narkose, blodtomhet, snitt lat. for hælen. </li>
<li>Åpner fascien i mellom akilles og hæl og fjerner rikelig med bursavev. </li>
<li>Akilles er betydelig skadet mot calcaneus og de ødelagte delene av senen fjernes. </li>
<li>Meisler av en stor påleiring fra posterosuperiore delen av calcaneus. </li>
<li>Avrunder kanter med fil. </li>
<li>Setter bedøvelse med marcain adr og lukker fascien og hud på vanlig måte.</li>
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Jeg fikk noen smurte brødskiver, kaffe og juice og fikk beskjed om at jeg kunne jeg forlate åstedet dersom jeg fullførte det siste punktet i utskrivningsrutinen som var å gå på do og tisse for deretter å bekrefte at jeg faktisk hadde gjort det.<br />
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Jeg fikk instruks om å bruke walker (skinne) på foten de første 3-4 ukene etter operasjonen og fikk med meg en to ukers sykemelding og resept på smertestillende. Med unntak av det første døgnet kunne jeg gjerne ta av walkeren for å få rørt foten når jeg for eksempel satt, men den skulle ikke belastes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stolt på den fine og vare måten man blir som nyoperert</td></tr>
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Før operasjonssåret var lukket var det satt et bedøvelsesmiddel i området som lammet nervene. Det første drøye døgnet etter operasjonen kjente jeg ingen smerte i det hele tatt. Etter flere måneder med tidvis smertefull betennelse i foten var dette en helt fantastisk følelse.<br />
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De etterfølgende dagene dukket det etterhvert opp litt smerte, først ytterst mot huden og deretter innover i foten. Det var imidlertid langt under det jeg hadde forventet og mindre enn de smertene jeg hadde vent meg til å ha.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Første krykking ga saftige blemmer i hendene </td></tr>
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Jeg fikk beskjed om at jeg gjerne kunne røre meg, men at det var greit å unngå svetting den første uken. Store deler av dagen satt jeg med beinet høyt, men fra og med dag to, tok jeg meg en daglig økt med krykking. De pusete kontorist-hendene mine fikk saftige blemmer under den første turen. Løsningen ble å bruke sykkelhansker. Jeg fikk også jobbet en god del hjemmefra, da hodet fungerte tilnærmet som normalt.<br />
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Kontroll og fjerning av stingene skal skje snaue to uker etter operasjonen. Deretter blir det en uke eller to til med walker etterfulgt av en langvarig opptreningsperiode. Jeg er forberedt på at det kan ta lang tid. En jeg kjenner som foretok en tilsvarende operasjon i fjor, hadde sin første forsiktige løpetur etter et drøy halvt år.<br />
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For å få meg trim er min foreløpige plan:<br />
Uke 1: Grunn-krykking med walker<br />
Uke 2: Krykking med økende lengde med walker<br />
Uke 3: Halvharde krykkeøkter og sykling på rulle med walker<br />
Uke 4: Beinharde krykkeøkter og sykling på rulle med walker<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krykking er Norges mest undervurderte idrett</td></tr>
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En av senvirkningene av å ha blitt operert for Haglunds hæl skal være savn av de delene av kroppen som er skåret bort for alltid. I mitt tilfelle dreier det seg om en solid del av hæbeinet, bursa og akilles. Foreløping kjenner jeg ingenting, men forebereder meg mentalt på at savnet kan dukke opp. Også savn kan være godt.<br />
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Forhistorien: <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-1-underskelsen-og.html" target="_blank">Haglunds hæl del 1: Undersøkelsen og diagnosen </a></div><div><br /></div><div>Operasjonen var vellykket. Under et halvt år etter at jeg krykket meg ut av sykehuset <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.com/2018/10/hundremileskongen-blir-til-pa.html" target="_blank">løp jeg et 100-miles løp (Grindstone 100 Miles)</a>. Løpeformen var så som så, men hælen var helt fin. </div>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-78192087454456363592018-04-05T22:49:00.000+02:002018-04-18T06:25:26.846+02:00Haglunds hæl del 1: Undersøkelsen og diagnosen Jeg har alltid vært sikker på at jeg har to forskjellige mødre. Føttene mine er beviset. Det er ikke bare stor størrelseforskjell, men de har helt forskjellig fasong. Den ene foten er bredere enn den andre. Den andre har mye lavere fotbue. Tærne har ulik lengde. Føttene beveger seg i ulik hastighet og den venstre er langt mer kreativ enn den høyre. Den høyre blir imidlertid lettest forelsket.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gipsavstøpning av føttene mine viser at jeg må ha to forskjellige mødre</td></tr>
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Under en <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2017/08/somlemannen-tester-rondane-topp-10-aka.html" target="_blank">tur på en haug med 2000-meters topper i Rondane</a> i august 2017 ble jeg støl og rar i føttene. Jeg måtte bevege meg langsommere enn jeg var vant til for ikke å snuble i alle de spisse steinene Rondane er pepret med.<br />
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Jeg fortsatte å være litt støl og rar i føttene i ukene fremover. Under en helg på Oppdal i slutten av september fikk jeg akutt vondt i begge føttene etter et par dager med løpeturer i fjellet som ble avsluttet med en fantastisk tur over <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2017/09/midtre-gjevilvasskam-og-selvmordstien-i.html" target="_blank">Midtre Gjevilvasskam og Selvmordstien</a>.<br />
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Til tross for at jeg er en gammel mann har jeg aldri hatt noen skader ut over de jeg har fått i en kraftig kollisjon med bil i 1971 og i en sykkelulykke for 10 år siden. I tillegg er jeg ukuelig optimist. Jeg var derfor sikker på at det ville gå over så fremt jeg lot føttene få litt ro i et par ukers tid. I begynnelsen av oktober dro jeg til USA for å løpe <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2017/11/fra-ultralp-til-ultravold-fiaskoen.html" target="_blank">Grindstone 100-miles</a> i Virginia. Det ble en komplett fiasko. Jeg var absolutt ikke i stand til å løpe og måtte bryte etter 3,2 kilometer.<br />
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På grunn av optimisme og et par måneder med veldig stor arbeidsmengde på jobb gikk jeg ikke til lege til tross for at jeg måtte gå sideveis ned trapper og til tider hadde ganske vondt i føttene.<br />
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Jeg var sikker på at føttene ville bli bedre av seg selv. Den mosjonen jeg fikk var stort sett begrenset til sykling til og fra jobb de dagene jeg ikke var på reise, noen treningsrom på hoteller og korte gåturer på stier i Bærumsmarka. Da julen nærmet seg ble den venstre foten litt bedre. Den høyre forble imidlertid like vond. Da jeg besøkte bedriftslegen i januar for årlig sjekk av kroppen fikk jeg derfor en henvisning til en ortoped.<br />
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<b>Undersøkelse på Nimi</b><br />
I første halvdel av februar var jeg på undersøkelse hos ortoped Sigmar Jack på Nimi (Norsk idrettsmedisinsk institutt) på Ullevål stadion. Det kunne raskt konstateres at jeg hadde Haglunds hæl på begge føtter. Det var heller ikke umulig at jeg måtte opereres, men dette kunne først avgjøres etter at jeg hadde vært på røntgen og MR. I tillegg anbefalte han meg å skaffe innleggsåler for å hindre at hælen gnisset mot hælkappen på skoene.<br />
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Haglunds hæl innebærer at det vokser en benete utvekst på baksiden av hælbeinet. Både størrelsen og formen på hælen fører til at den lett kommer i press. Det samme er tilfelle med akillessenen og støtputen (bursa) mellom akillessenen og hælbeinet. Resultatet er at området blir betent.<br />
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Umiddelbart ble jeg skuffet over navnet på diagnosen, da det høres relativt kjedelig ut. Det var imidlertid en lettelse at det heter Haglund´s Deformity på engelsk fordi det høres langt bedre ut. Jeg liker bedre å ha en deformitet enn bare å ha en hæl med svensk-klingende navn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Foten min der Haglunds-utveksten er rød og bursa (i gult) har blitt diger og betent (tegnet av kunstner Lauridsen)</td></tr>
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<b>Røntgen og MR i det digitale helsevesenet</b><br />
Neste post på programmet var MR og røntgen på Unilabs på Majorstua. Jeg troppet stolt opp med mine splitter nye 3100-kroners innleggsåler.<br />
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En hyggelig MR-mann sørget for MR av den høyre foten, mens begge føttene ble røntgenfotografert av en avmålt kvinne som hadde en student med seg.<br />
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Da jeg skulle tilbake til Nimi igjen fikk jeg beskjed om å ta med meg CDen med bildene fra MR og røntgen. Jeg hadde ikke noen CD og ringte Unilabs som anbefalte meg å komme innom for deretter å frakte CDen til neste konsultasjonen på Nimi.<br />
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Det er ikke sikkert at det finnes teknologi som gjør det mulig å overføre filer mellom en PC som står på Majorstua og en som står på Ullevål stadion, men jeg er likevel sikker på at det i løpet av noen ti-års tid kan finnes opp bedre alternativer enn fysisk frakt av informasjonen på en CD.<br />
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<b>Avgjørelse om operasjon på Nimi</b><br />
Tilbake hos Sigmar Jack på Nimi var anbefalingen tydelig. Operere høyre fot, men se venstre litt an. Han opplyste at operasjonen innebar at jeg ville bli gjort bevisstløs og at han deretter ville skjære seg vei til beinet på den ene siden av foten for deretter å fjerne den unødvendige delen av hælbeinet. I tillegg ville han skjære bort litt av bursa og eventuelle løse slintre på akilles. I tillegg til betennelsen i slimposen var det betennelse i deler av hælbeinet og akilles i tillegg til mye betent vev på baksiden av hælen. Det var også en rift i akilles.<br />
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Jeg var lettet over forslaget om å operere høyre fot, da jeg hadde mistet troen på at den ville lege seg selv. Jeg var imidlertid noe mer usikker på om det ikke hadde vært lurt å ta den venstre i samme slengen, da jeg hadde en mistanke om at plagene ville ble verre igjen.<br />
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<b><br /></b><b>Seks råd til andre som lever med Haglunds hæl/deformitet</b><br />
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1. Du er ikke Haglunds hæl<br />
Når man får Haglunds hæl glemmer folk fort hvem man er og behandler en i stedet som Haglunds hæl. Her er det viktig å være tydelig og si fra med en gang; Jeg er ikke Haglunds hæl - jeg er Henning. De fleste har respektert det, men enkelte behandler meg kun som diagnosen min.<br />
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2. Bruk tegneterapi<br />
I Haglunds-hæl-gruppa jeg går i har kurslederen gitt råd om at vi bør tegne Haglunds hæl med frihånd en gang i døgnet som en frigjørende terapi. Jeg var skeptisk i starten, men begynte med å gjøre det etter et par uker. Nå tegner jeg hælen flere ganger hver dag og det hjelper. Tegningene lenger opp er fra en økt i forrige uke.<br />
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3. Bedriv Haglunds-aktiviterer<br />
For mitt vedkommende har løping vært utelukket siden september. Det samme er tilfelle med gåturer over noen få kilometer, da dette fører til smerter. Sykling innenfor rimelighetens grenser går greit. Det samme gjør langrenn, såfremt jeg ikke har skikkelige fraspark. Jeg har derfor funnet med en mystisk måte å gå på ski som innebærer bruk av enorme mengder festesmøring siden jeg ikke kan sparke skikkelig i fra, mye staking og korte rare skibevegelser. Metoden gjorde det mulig å gjennomføre <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2018/03/lillehammer-oslo-brum-pa-ski-mit-lille.html" target="_blank">Lillehammer - Oslo på ski</a>. Turen var non-stop på ca 20 mil, og jeg er den første i verden med Haglunds hæl som har gått så langt.<br />
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4. Se operasjonsfilmer på YouTube<br />
De ligger hundrevis av operasjonsfilmer på Youtube. Jeg ser en Haglunds hæl operasjon hver kveld, noe som har en beroligende effekt som gjør det lett å sove.<br />
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5. Skaff adaptiv cruise-control<br />
Hvis høyrefoten er rammet av Haglunds hæl, må man skaffe seg bil med adaptiv cruise-control slik at man ikke trenger å bruke foten til bremsing eller gassing. I motsatt fall blir hælen presset mot gulvet i bilen med store hælsmerter som resultat.<br />
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6. Lag en kvinnestrategi<br />
Noen kvinner blir veldig tiltrukket av menn med Haglunds hæl på samme måte som noen blir tiltrukket av de som sitter fengslet for alvorlige forbrytelser. Man bør derfor være forsiktig med å fortelle andre om at man har fått problemet før man har lagt en strategi for hvordan man skal håndtere kvinnene. Jeg har ingen kunnskap om kvinner med Haglunds hæl opplever det samme.<br />
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Haglunds hæl del 2: <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2018/04/haglunds-hl-del-2-operasjonen-michael.html" target="_blank">Operasjonen & Michael Jacksons dop </a>Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-29316001006174813002018-03-13T20:04:00.000+01:002018-03-15T09:40:26.307+01:00Lillehammer - Oslo (Bærum) på ski & mit lille sorte ægEn hver flott vinter fortjener en lang skitur. På en sykkeltur hjem fra jobb bestemte jeg meg for at jeg skulle prøve å gå på ski fra Lillehammer og hjem til Østerås i Bærum. Jeg sjekket ulike nettstedet og fant ut at det var en mulighet for en sammenhengende rute fra Fjellmyra i Lillehammer kommune og hjem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruten fra <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1446439039#comments" target="_blank">Lillehammer til Bærum</a> i all sin prakt</td></tr>
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Jeg regnet ut at turen ville bli på ca 200 kilometer med snaue 4000 meter med klatring. Erfaringsmessig er det viktig at kroppen er proppfull med karbohydrater før en så lang tur. Et par dager før turen var jeg på en utstillingsåpning min gode venn Terje hadde på Galleri Albin Upp. Etter utstillingen sørget jeg for at kroppen fikk nok karbohydrater til å ha den energien jeg visste den ville trenge på turen.<br />
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Etter arbeidsdagens slutt på fredag tok jeg toget til Lillehammer. Jeg gikk til Ramen for å spise min siste middag før turen, men ble plutselig overdrevet empatisk da jeg stod utenfor restauranten. Inne i lokalet satt det mennesker som hadde pyntet seg og stirret hverandre dypt inn i øynene mens de sa kjærlige ting til hverandre.<br />
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Jeg tenkte at en turkledd mann med ski og ukledelig skjegg ville ødelegge det som antakelige var ukens høydepunkt for mange av gjestene, og bestemte meg for å besøke Brooklyn Burger i stedet.<br />
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Etter å ha spist tok jeg en taxi til starten av løypa ved Fjellmyra. Da taxisjåføren fikk høre hva jeg skulle sa han at jeg nok ville leve et lengre liv enn ham. Jeg kunne forsikre han om at det på ingen måte var gitt. Vi var imidlertid enige om at selv om en skitur på 20 mil er lang, så er den ikke veldig lang.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taxien forlater meg på parkeringsplassen ved Fjellmyra langs Torpoveien i Lillehammer kommune </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det herlige og forlokkende mørket ventet meg de neste timene </td></tr>
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Noen minutter etter at taxien hadde kjørt startet jeg å gå sydover. Det første partiet var flatt og gikk over noen fine myrområder avbrutt av korte strekk med skog.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei sydover fra Fjellmyra</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det snødde litt de første to timene </td></tr>
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Det dukket av og til en skiløype som ikke eksisterte på kartet og noen ganger gikk løypa litt annerledes enn den gjorde på GPS-sporet. Det ble derfor ganske mange stopp i ulike kryss for å vurdere det som ble turens evige spørsmål "<i>Skal jeg til høyre eller venstre?</i>".<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei ned mot elven Vismunda var det brøytet vei et stykke</td></tr>
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Etter å ha kjørt ned de morsomme bakkene til Vismunda, fortsatte jeg på skiløypa som gikk langs elven. Det var iskaldt og det dukket opp en fuktig tåke som frøs til store iskrystaller på toppen av skisporet som førte til at skiene nesten ikke ville gli. Med unntak av fokksnø på fjellet tror jeg aldri jeg har gått på snø skiene gled så dårlig på som de gjorde nå. Jeg trøstet meg med at det ville føre til at jeg ville bli så sliten av turen at det ville bli ekstra deilig å komme frem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plutselig stoppet skiløypa og skiltet fortalte at den ville dukke opp igjen om 2 km </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det dukket opp en liten bu før bakkene opp til Haugsætra og Svenskekjella</td></tr>
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Etter en klatring opp bakkene fra Vismunda fortsatte jeg videre over noen høye partier der det virkelig begynte å bli kaldt. Det frøs til is på fremsiden av jakken og dannet seg etterhvert mye is i skjegget.<br />
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Deretter fortsatte jeg nedover og etter hvert forbi steder med sjeldent fine navn som Sangsætra, Slomyrholen, Heimsangen, Overhalla, Lampehaugsvea og Sveadårum før skiløypa plutselig endte på en bilvei ved et hus der en eldre dame stod og kikket på meg i vinduet.<br />
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Det var ikke tegn til skiløypa der den i følge GPS-sporet til Skiforeningen skulle gå. Jeg fortsatte derfor langs Svearovegen som i det minste gikk i ganske riktig retning. Det var heldigvis såpass mye fersk snø på veien at jeg slapp å ta av meg skiene.<br />
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Jeg fortsatte nedover en vei forbi flere gårdsbruk der en og annen hund bjeffet da jeg passerte. Til slutt kom jeg ned til Snertingdalsvegen som jeg krysset ved Nykirke. Det hadde nå gått drøye 3 timer siden jeg startet og 27 kilometer var forsert.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg fant ingen skiløype og fulgte derfor Svearovegen i stedet </td></tr>
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Jeg fant ikke noen skiløype som fortsatte forbi kirken. Jeg tok derfor frem kart, GPS og den utmerkede appen "iMarka" fra Skiforeningen for å prøve å finne ut hvor skiløypen gikk.<br />
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Mens jeg stod med nesen ned i skjermene kom en tynn rødkledd dame med ubestemmelig alder og spurte om det gikk bra med en stemme som nesten brast. Hun nikket mot kirken og sa at Haraldur Örn Gunnarsson var sogneprest, men at han hadde permisjon for tiden. Jeg svarte "jaha" mens jeg smilte til henne. Plutselig slo hun om til perfekt dansk og sa:<br />
<i><br />Min kusse er tør, min mave den bløder <br />Sulten efter noget jeg behøver<br />Og det er ikke dig<br />Nei det er ikke dig <br />Jeg er så træt, jeg tror snart jeg knækker<br />Mit lille sorte æg, jeg tror snart det klækker <br />Hvad kommer der ud af mit lille sorte æg?</i><br />
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Det neste hun gjorde var å ta meg på venstre kinn med en tynn og iskald hånd mens hun fortalte meg at jeg vill bli utsatt for tre prøvelser i løpet av turen. <br />
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Deretter snudde hun ryggen til meg og forsvant en liten vei som gikk ned til høyre for kirken. Mens jeg stod og lurte på hva hun hadde ment, begynte en mann som brøytet parkeringsplassen foran kirken for snø å tute med hornet på traktoren. Han skjønte tydeligvis hva jeg lette etter og viste meg hvor løypa gikk. Den var ikke preparert siden sist snøfall, men hva gjør vel 5 cm med snø dersom man bare har fast underlag under skiene. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nykirke i Snertingdal</td></tr>
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Etter å ha passert lysløypa nedenfor Snertingdal ungdomsskole støtte jeg mildt sagt på en utfordring. Løypa var ikke tråkket og det var ikke et eneste tegn til hvor den skulle gå. Jeg stoppet opp og studerte kartet. Det var ingen andre forbindelser sørover. Jeg bega meg derfor ut i den dype snøen og fulgte GPS-sporet trofast ned langs elven som rant ut av Ringsjøen. Det var mildt sagt ufattelig slitsomt. Skiene sank dypt ned i snøen og jeg var redd for at de skulle knekke. I tillegg var stavene til liten hjelp, da de forsvant 70-80 cm ned i snøen før de traff hardere snø.<br />
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Det gikk utrolig sakte. For hvert eneste skritt hadde jeg 90 graders vinkel i hofteleddet og kneleddet for å få det beinet jeg skulle flytte fremover høyt nok til å få skien opp av snøen. Jeg stoppet opp og brølte rasende et par ganger, men det eneste jeg lykkes med var å skremme opp en flokk med rådyr som lå i snøen foran meg til høyre.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En flokk med snille rådyr løp foran meg og tråkket et spor i 500 meter </td></tr>
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Etter en drøy kilometer kom GPS-sporet ut på en vei som krysset elven og begynte og stige. Her skremte jeg opp en ny flokk rådyr som heldigvis løp andegang noen hundre meter på veien i den retningen jeg skulle. Dette gjorde det litt lettere for en kort stund.<br />
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Deretter ble stigningen brattere og det ble ufattelig tungt. Hver gang jeg hadde gått et par hundre meter måtte jeg stoppe for å hvile litt. Det brant i muskulaturen i rumpe og på baksiden av leggene. I tillegg hadde jeg blitt klissvåt på føttene siden jeg hadde gått i over en time med føttene langt under snøen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Slik så det ut de jeg selv hadde tråkket skispor i den dype løøsnøen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lysene fra Snertingdal sett fra den ufattelig slitsomme oppstigningen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hindringer i "skiløypa" 1</td></tr>
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Etter to timers strevsom kaving i den dype snøen hadde jeg bare forsert 4 kilometer. Jeg begynte å bli veldig sliten i muskulaturen på grunn av de høye kneløftene. I tillegg begynte jeg å bli veldig kald på de klissvåte føttene. Jeg var imidlertid god og varm i resten av kroppen av det harde arbeidet. Jeg bestemte meg for å fortsette en kilometer til en ny løype skulle dukke opp i følge kartet. Hvis det ikke var tråkket der, bestemte jeg meg for å returnere til Snertingdal og gi opp turen. Det var kaldt i luften og jeg vurderte det ikke som forsvarlig å fortsette dersom det ikke dukket opp en løype som var tråkket.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hindringer i "skiløypa" 2</td></tr>
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Etter snaue 2,5 timer kom jeg frem til en kraftmast. I det jeg nærmet meg den raste det ned en isblokk på størrelse med en bøtte. Jeg gikk derfor i bue rundt masten og traff til min store glede på en nypreparert løype.<br />
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Det hadde blitt veldig kaldt og var tilnærmet null glid. Det var imidlertid vanvittig deilig å kun bruke 10% av de kreftene jeg hadde brukt de siste timene på å komme meg fremover. Jeg vurderte hva jeg skulle gjøre med de våte føttene. Det var minus 16 grader i luften, men jeg var god og varm i resten av kroppen. I tillegg hadde jeg på meg ullsokker. Jeg bestemte meg derfor for å fortsette uten å skifte til tørre sokker.<br />
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Det ble etterhvert tett tåke og jeg passerte steder med idylliske navn som Bjørnhaugen, Leggingsmyra, Koltjernet og Mustadroa. Rett før Mustadroa stoppet jeg og spiste et par knekkebrød med kaviar mens jeg observerte to elg som stod og kikket på meg 50 meter lenger borte.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selv om det ikke var kjørt skispor var den glitrende snøen på veien vakker<br />
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Da jeg kom til løypekrysset på Hornås husket jeg det flotte diktet jeg hadde lest på hjemmesidene til Skiforeningen om det neste strekket:<br />
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<i>I løypekrysset Hornås står et skilt</i><br />
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<i> med lengdebeskrivelser</i></div>
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<i> til </i></div>
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<i>veldig mange steder. </i></div>
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<i>Her kan man starte opp</i></div>
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<i>fra bilveg.</i></div>
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<i>Et av valgene er mot </i></div>
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<i>Stangstua.</i></div>
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<i>Denne løypa starter</i></div>
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<i>flatt mot</i></div>
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<i>Mustad </i></div>
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<i>idrettsplass. </i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
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<i>Fortsetter</i></div>
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<i>i skogsterreng til </i></div>
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<i>løypa</i></div>
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<i>krysser Sevalvegen. </i></div>
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<i>Etter krysning går</i></div>
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<i>løypa til dels bratt nedover </i></div>
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<i>til</i></div>
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<i>Vesleelva </i></div>
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<i>før den går</i></div>
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<i>tilsvarende bratt opp.</i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
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<i>Den krysser Fv33</i></div>
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<i>og er</i></div>
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<i>deretter på parkeringsplass </i></div>
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<i>Stangstua. Her bør man</i></div>
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<i>ikke oppholde seg lengre</i></div>
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<i> enn nødvendig</i></div>
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<i>på grunn av stedet uhyggelige historie. </i></div>
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Stillheten ble brutt av at jeg så toppen av en stor lastebil med kraftige lys som krysset skiløypa 20 meter foran meg. Løypa krysset Fagernesveien som går mellom Gjøvik og Dokka. I liket med de fleste andre stedene skiløypa krysset veier gjorde de store snømengdene at det var stor høydeforskjell mellom skiløypa og veibanen.<br />
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I løypekrysset syd for Stangstua hang det et termometer som viste minus 16 grader. Det var ikke rart jeg ble kald i utforkjøringene med kombinasjonen av lav temperatur og tåke.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Når man ser skilting til Flyplassen midt på natten begynner man å lure på om man ser syner</td></tr>
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Etter et strekk med en fin skuterløype kom jeg inn på noen veldig gode løyper i området ved Høgbrenna og Mæhlumsetra. Jeg var nødt til å stoppe for å fjerne is fra skjegget, da det begynte å bli så tungt at det lugget en del hver gang jeg kjørte utforbakker. Det tok imidlertid ikke lang tid før isen var tilbake og det hang istapper og klirret i skjegget.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is i skjegget, minus 16 og alene i skogen = livet er bra</td></tr>
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Da jeg kom frem til Rørmyra i marka vest for Raufoss var jeg på kjente trakter. Løypa mellom Gjøvik og Oslo der jeg har gått flere ganger, blant annet da jeg gikk <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2013/03/steras-oslo-lygna-gjvik-lygna-grua-pa.html" target="_blank">23 mil fra Bærum til Gjøvik</a> og nesten tilbake igjen i 2013.<br />
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Månen kom opp da jeg passerte Driterbakkmyra og Lauvhøgda. Jeg stoppet opp ved Lunnasætermyra og forsøkte å fange opp den trolske stemningen på et bilde for å kunne vise hvor vakkert nattskiløping kan være på sitt beste.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker før dagen gryr ved Lunnasætermyra mellom Rørmyra og Paulsrud </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ved Stormyrene på vei oppover mot Glåmhaugen</td></tr>
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Jeg kjørte ned bakkene til Paulsud der jeg hadde en skummel opplevelse i <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2013/03/steras-oslo-lygna-gjvik-lygna-grua-pa.html">2013 </a>før jeg fortsatte videre ned mot Eidstugua. Deretter tok jeg en spisepause før jeg satte i gang med bakkene oppover mot Glåmhaugen. <br />
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Det var spor etter tre stykker som hadde gått før meg. De var glade i å gå i venstresporet, og en av dem brukte mer fiskebein enn de to andre. I tillegg kunne jeg se at de begynte å bli slitne, da det var spor etter hyppige pauser. Jeg kunne også konstatere at alle tre var menn, på måten de hadde laget typiske mannespor i snøen når de hadde tisset. Jeg klarte imidlertid ikke å finne ut hvor langt foran meg de var.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Turens aller første sol på tretoppene på vei mot toppen av Glåmhaugen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ennå mere sol </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På grensen til fjellstemning på Glåmhaugen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett sør for Midtre Glåmhaugen</td></tr>
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Jeg tok en elegant tryning i det flotte været på vei ned den morsomme nedkjøringen fra Glåmhaugen. Rett før Sønstebygrenda møtte jeg de tre karene jeg hadde sett sporene etter de siste timene. De fortalte at de hadde gått fra Gjøvik, men hadde begynt å lure på om det var noe feil med skiferdighetene eller om det var utrolig trått. De hadde nemlig brukt 6,5 timer på de 36 kilometerne de hadde gått fra Gjøvik. Jeg kunne bekrefte at det var ufattelig trått.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ufattelig trofaste ski på det som skulle vise seg å bli sin nest lengste tur </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solen trenger gjennom tåken ved Brennsteinsmyrene og Ormsteinsmyra </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert, men dårlig glid, over Rossumsætermyra</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blid mann nærmer seg 110 km - kun 90 km igjen </td></tr>
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Da jeg nådde Lygnaseter kro var jeg veldig sulten og tørst. De siste kilometerne hadde jeg suttet på snøklumper og startet besøket med å drikke en liter vann. Deretter bestilte jeg en stor porsjon av en rett som het "sjåfør" som inkluderte kaffe og 1/4 liter melk. I tillegg kjøpte jeg en brus og en stor skive med napoleonskake som jeg gaflet i meg i løpet av 14 sekunder.<br />
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Da jeg kom ut av kroen hadde solen sørget for at det hadde blitt helt normal glid. Jeg fortsatte mot Svera og koste meg i solen på det enkle strekket frem til de bratte stigningene mot Lisberget begynte. Etter Koperud hadde jeg passert 130 kilometer, og kjente de første tegnene på at jeg begynte å bli sliten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker det siste stykket mot Åstjernet. I tillegg sørget solen for at det begynte å bli normal glid. </td></tr>
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I bakkene ned til Grua passerte jeg Hadelands bergverk på Nyseter. Stedet ble kjøpt av det belgiske selskapet Lès mines Du Hadeland i 1904 etter at Torstein Raknerud og Ole Wien oppdaget en større forekomst av sinksulfider der i 1886.<br />
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Så snart jeg nådde enden av skiløypa trasket jeg forbi stasjonen og bort til Kiwi som ligger strategisk plassert der skiløypa som går inn i Nordmarka begynner. Butikken er perfekt tilrettelagt for skiløpere på langtur, da den både har kundetoalett, gratis kaffe og et par bord man kan sitte ved og spise det man har kjøpt.<br />
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Hun som satt i kassen var verdens hyggeliste til tross for at jeg neppe luktet godt etter en en lang og strabasiøs ferd fra Lillehammer. Sist helg var jeg også innom, da jeg tok en <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1434476531" target="_blank">12 mils rundtur i marka</a>, var han som satt i kassen utrolig hyggelig og hjelpsom mot en eldre dame som slet litt med å bruke bankkort. Jeg tenkte at driveren av butikken var utrolig god til å ansette de rette menneskene før jeg gikk ut, tok på meg skiene og fortsatte mot Svartbekken.<br />
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Deretter gikk jeg opp til Mylla og videre til Tverrsjøstallen, Sinnerdammen, Spålen og Spåsveien frem til Storflåtan. Det ble mørkt underveis og en natt uten søvn førte til at hjernen min begynte å spille meg noen puss. Jeg var sikker på at ett tre med snø på var Pinoccio, mens det neste var en irriterende og smiskete ungdomsvenn som stod og pekte på meg. Slik fortsatte det resten av turen.<br />
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Ved Storflåtan møtte jeg en mann som ønsket at jeg skulle gå foran ham. Midt i stigningen mot Skamrek stoppet jeg for å spise, og så ham ikke igjen før jeg passerte ham da han hadde fyrt opp en primus midt i skiløypen.<br />
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Jeg fortsatte over Skamrek og Heggelivannene før jeg kjørte ned mot Storebekkhytta. Etter nedkjøringen møtte jeg en elgku som stod rett ved siden av løypa og stirret paralysert inn i hodelykten min. Vanligvis vil jeg stoppe opp og prøve å bli venner med elgen i slike tilfeller, men nå var jeg såpass sliten at jeg bare staket rett forbi det forvirrede dyret.<br />
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Klatringen fra Fløyta til Hvitsteinvann i Bærumsmarka ble beinhard og gikk veldig sakte. Den lange nedkjøringen fra Heggelivann hadde ført til at beina ble såpass stive at bratt fiskebein. Det var imidlertid utrolig deilig å komme opp på platået i Bærumsmarka. Nå visste jeg at de siste 10 kilometerne hjem var lette - enten nedoverbakker eller tilnærmet flatt.<br />
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Jeg tok av meg skiene utenfor hagen og ble møtt med fakler og en øl i hånden på trappen. Natt til søndag sov jeg som en stein. På søndag unnet jeg meg i tillegg en dag med ski-fri.<br />
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Lenke til ruten på Strava <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1446439039#comments">her</a><br />
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Lenke til Bærum - Gjøvik - Grua 230 km <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2013/03/steras-oslo-lygna-gjvik-lygna-grua-pa.html">her </a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.6667px;"></span><br />
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Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Lillehammer, Norge61.1152713 10.46623060000001761.0539038 10.304869100000017 61.176638800000006 10.627592100000017tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-28990323426092345212017-11-27T12:37:00.001+01:002017-11-28T07:32:35.520+01:00Bislett 24 - Livet for en speaker og DJBislett 24 er et spesielt løp med spesielle deltakere. Løp man kortere enn 138,5 kilometer, ble man slått av en oldemor. Løp man kortere enn 122,5 kilometer ble man i tillegg slått av en klovn.<br />
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Bislett 24 er antakelige også et av de livligste og mest hendelsesrike ultraløpene som finnes. På den ene siden er det NM i 24-timers løp, mens det på den andre siden er en årsfest for ultraløping med festdeltakere fra 12 nasjoner.<br />
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Jeg hadde gleden av å være speaker fra 9.30. lørdag morgen til søndag kl 9, da Stig Andy Kvalheim tok seg av å tilføre deltakere maksimalt med glede og energi den siste timen.<br />
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Ett døgn som speaker er en takknemlig oppgave. Med ultraløpere på banen og som frivillige er det samlet en sjeldent stor gjeng med energirike mennesker på samme sted som bidrar til god stemning. Løpet var det 11 i rekken, men Romerike Ultraløperklubb stod som arrangører for første gang etter at Sharon Broadwell og Geir Frykholm har arrangert løpet i en årrekke.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dansende gjeng fra Romerike Ultraløperklubb står for startnummerutdeling</td></tr>
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Livet som speaker dreier seg om kommunikasjon med deltakere, supportere, publikummere og de som følger med på livestream-sendingen. Det dreier seg også om mange innspill og kommentarer. Jeg fikk 700-800 e-poster med hilsener til løpere i løpet av de timene løpet varte. I tillegg fikk jeg minst like mange innspill og kommentarer fra de som var tilstede på Bislett.<br />
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All musikken jeg spilte med unntak av en P3 sviske-liste og noen sanger fra en Norge topp 50 liste finnes på spillelisten "<a href="https://open.spotify.com/user/henningur/playlist/5zGPS2vFvThfDypwLIOLOW" target="_blank">Bislett 24h - Sad and Depressing Songs</a>".<br />
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Her kommer et lite knippe av den innspillene jeg fikk som speaker i løpet av et døgn på Bislett:<br />
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Jeg vil høre "Strongest" med Ina Wroldsen nå!<br />
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Kan du spille julesanger?<br />
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Spill "Come On" med The Hives!<br />
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Kan du spille litt høyere?<br />
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Du må snart spille litt norsk punk!<br />
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Kan du spille noe ordinær musikk også?<br />
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Goldenboy, spill Goldenboy!<br />
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Det er alt for mye rolig musikk!<br />
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Det er alt for høyt!<br />
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Nå er det på tide med noe De Press, gjerne "Lars Hertevig"<br />
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Du må øke volumet, vi hører nesten ingenting!<br />
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Det är inte sant att vi älskar Främling i Sverige!<br />
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Det et utrolig varmt her. Dere må få ned temperaturen!<br />
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Vi må ha mer musikk med fart i!<br />
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Du har rett i at veldig mange ultraløpere er skilte<br />
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To Daddy,<br />
You are my motivation<br />
My inspiration<br />
My daddy and my Hero<br />
I love you to bits<br />
Just like Sprite Zero<br />
You're the best runner I know<br />
So let it show!!<br />
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Vær så snill å skru ned volumet!<br />
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I will quit the race if you don't play some Austrian music soon<br />
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Nå må du spille "Suspicious Mind" med Elvis<br />
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Kan du øke volumet?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Speakeren i arbeid, Foto: Marit E. Elvesæter Imset</td></tr>
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Folk klager over at lyden er for høy!<br />
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Rammstein!<br />
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Det stemmer ikke at alle utraløpere blir skilt - jeg og kona har vært gift i 40 år og en annen løper har vært gift i 38 år<br />
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Can you play louder please!<br />
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Jeg ga meg før jeg ble skadet, tror du det var lurt?<br />
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Nå må vi få høre "Her kommer vinteren" med Jokke<br />
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Kan du hjelpe meg med å bestille en taxi til hotellet?<br />
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Spill "Her kommer vinteren" med Jokke nå. Jeg trenger den!<br />
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Jeg vil høre "Skaka Rumpa"!<br />
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Oioi, Today med Smashing, så fantastisk!!<br />
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Jeg skjønner ikke at du tør å si så mye som ikke er sant!<br />
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Play Ramones!<br />
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Kan du ikke snart spille topp 40 listen?<br />
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Goldenboy!<br />
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Vi vil høre en dansk protest sang fra 70'erne!<br />
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De som er support fryser, kan dere få det varmere!<br />
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Det er første gang det har blitt spilt bra musikk på Bislett 24-timers<br />
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Kan du spille lavere ?<br />
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Jeg vil høre "Främling" med Carola!<br />
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Nå trenger hun å høre "I Will Always Love You" med Whitney Huston selv om det er 4 timer igjen<br />
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Spill "E du nord" med Kari Bremnes<br />
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Spill raskere musikk - jeg blir gal av alle balladene!<br />
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Du må si i fra at folk må slippe raskere løpere frem<br />
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To Daddy, we're watching and you're doing great! You're our hero!! We'll dream of you tonight. Love you lots like jelly tots from your girls!<br />
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Jeg hadde håpet at du var ledig på markedet. Jeg tror vi hadde hatt det utrolig gøy sammen.<br />
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Når begynner du å spille Kaizers Orchestra?<br />
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Jeg ga meg fordi jeg har lyst å kunne løpe igjen, men det er ikke så morsomt å ha blitt slått av en klovn<br />
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Jeg skal ikke legge meg bort i hvordan du gjør speakerjobben men jeg ville foreslå at du sluttet med å.......<br />
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Can you play Gogol Bordello?<br />
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Vi trenger noe deprimerende - spill Joy Division!<br />
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Kan du spille litt høyere ?<br />
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Quando il gico dura di fa duro iniziano a correre!!!! Vai Antonio Ormai e'finita<br />
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Spela "Det gör ont" med Lena Philipson<br />
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Du er den beste speakeren jeg noen gang har hørt<br />
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Jeg trenger "Kickstart my Heart" med Mötley Crüe"<br />
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Når kommer det noe normal musikk? Alt hittil har vært sært!<br />
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Jeg vil gjerne høre noe "Depeche Mode"<br />
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På Fagerborg jobber en frøken,<br />
Som elsker å løpe fra Løken,<br />
Det går så det griner med vilje av stål,<br />
Therese gir gass fra start til må,<br />
Er du i tvil? Falk er best, slutt og gnål!<br />
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Nå er det på tide med noe Sonic Youth!<br />
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Kan dere spille en tyrkisk sang hadde det vært supert, f eks Tarkan med sangen "Simarik"<br />
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Kan du ikke bare spille "Top 40"?<br />
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Nu måste vi höra "Breaking the Law" med Judas Priest<br />
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Kan noen melde Magnus inn i Romerike Ultraløperklubb?<br />
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Dritbra musikk!<br />
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Har du tenkt å spille så høyt hele tiden?<br />
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Noen begynner å bli ganske irriterte på de som går tre i bredden<br />
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Kan du spille Bergenssangen Nystemten?<br />
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Det er utrolig kult at du spiller musikk fra Twins Peak her - dette er jo skikkelig Twin Peaks!<br />
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Kan du spille Phil Collins og gi en hilsen til mannen min og si at jeg elsker ham?<br />
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Dette er det kuleste idrettsarrangementet jeg har vært på!<br />
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Det føles ikke helt bra å ha blitt slått av en klovn og en oldemor i et ultraløp<br />
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Kan du spille "Four Brothers" med Woody Herman & His Orchestra?<br />
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Det er en som løper rundt på banen med en basketball<br />
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Neste år må dere kjøpe mykere dopapir. Det er ikke særlig bra når man har slitt med magen i 14 timer!<br />
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Er du profesjonell speaker?<br />
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Jeg vil høre noe med Jokke - forresten er du også single!<br />
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Kan du dempe volumet litt?<br />
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Yes, it's true that I have runned 2626 marathons<br />
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Hej hej. Vad sägs om lite musik med lite mer fart i?<br />
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Det er noen som har spydd i trappen. Vet du om det er en løper?<br />
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Can you please play "Kocham Cie, Kochanie Moje" by Maanam" to honour my dead wife?<br />
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<br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-76221046900745963392017-08-12T14:41:00.004+02:002017-08-14T07:52:02.524+02:00Somlemannen tester Rondane topp 10 aka Rondane 2k maraton Jeg følte meg skamfull over å ha sviktet norske fjell siden jeg <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2017/07/xreid-fjordruta-2017.html" target="_blank">løp 143 km på Xreid Fjordruta</a> på Nordmøre i overgangen juni/juli. Valget falt derfor på Rondane og de ti toppene som er over 2000 meter som en generalprøve til jeg skal ta turen sammen med en slektning til neste år.<br />
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Da jeg var barn leide vi hytte like ved Rondablikk hver vinterferie og det ble mange lange skiturer til Rondvassbu, Peer Gynt hytta og andre steder rundt omkring i Rondane. Felles for de fleste lange skiturene var at vi gikk tilbake over den store Furusjøen etter at det hadde blitt mørkt. Jeg var derfor vel så vant med turer i Rondane i mørket som i dagslys. Tradisjonen tro skulle mørket bli en del av denne også. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En rundtur på toppene i Rondane byr på mange flotte naturopplevelser</td></tr>
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Rondane topp 10 kalles Rondane 2k Maraton av mange. Det har etterhvert gått sport i å gjøre turen raskest mulig unna. Dette var ikke min ambisjon, men jeg sjekket en del av de gps-sporene jeg fant på nett på jakt etter gode veivalg, da store deler av ruten går utenfor sti. Jeg ble ganske sjokkert da det viste at mange av de som hevder å ha løpt runden har løpt en hestesko i stedet for å løpe hele runden, da de ikke har startet og avsluttet på samme punkt . Blant hesteskolket er det vanligste å droppe turen rundt Loren i sørsiden av Rondevatnet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt til Rondvatnet på veien mot Veslesmeden</td></tr>
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De fleste tar runden i klokkeretningen, slik at man gjør unna de krevende og utsatte partiene før man blir alt for sliten i beina. I tillegg er det enklere å ta Smedeggen/Smebandet og Trolltinden i denne retningen fordi mesteparten av klyvingen blir oppover.<br />
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Jeg kom meg til Rondvassbu ved å ta 14.02.-toget fra Oslo til Otta og sykler derfra opp til Rondvassbu. Sykkelturen foregikk i regn og hadde fine 1000 meter med stigning. På Mysusæter oppdaget jeg en 10 cm lang revne i bakdekket langs kanten av felgen. Jeg syklet molefonkent videre, opp Tjønnbakken og måtte pumpe luft i dekket flere ganger fordi det lekket luft.<br />
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Natten før turen lå jeg i seng 13 på sovesalen i kjelleren på hovedhuset. Vi var åtte som sov på langs i overkøyen og like mange i underkøyen. Mannen til høyre for meg snorket på en jevn og fin måte som gjorde meg søvnig på en behagelig måte inntil en vakker kvinnestemme fra køyen til høyre for ham sa "<i>Legg deg på siden!</i>" på bortimot perfekt vis. Da han begynte å snorke igjen fem minutter senere begynte de to damene til venstre for meg å fnise. Dette førte til at jeg sovnet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei mot Veslesmeden var det god utsikt til Storsmeden</td></tr>
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Etter å ha stått opp og spist begynte jeg på turen mot Veslesmeden. Det hadde regnet hele uken, men det stoppet i løpet av natten. Det var derfor bløtt i terrenget og steinene var våte.<br />
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Oppstigningen til Veslesmeden gikk greit. Det var tett tåke på det siste partiet opp, og ikke noe særlig å se på toppen. Jeg gikk et stykke ned igjen før jeg krysset over mot Smedeggen. Jeg beveget meg sakte, da en del av steinene var glatte.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett under toppen av Veslesmeden forsvant tåken og de ble god utsikt </td></tr>
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Ut på eggen kom jeg til en hammer jeg måtte ned. Jeg fant raskt en vei på høyre side. Midt på eggen ble det tett tåke. Jeg måtte derfor bruke litt tid på å vurdere veivalg på hammerne på vei opp mot Storsmeden, da jeg ikke så dem før jeg var tett innpå.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den eneste hammeren jeg måtte gå ned på Smedeggen/Smebandet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt rett før en ny tåkesky</td></tr>
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På vei opp mot Storsmeden var det flere hammere som var morsomme å klyve. Det er det lett å finne naturlige veivalg med gode tak i fjellet. Det eneste jeg ikke likte var passeringen av den ene hammeren i en løs renne til høyre. Nattens kraftige regn hadde gjort at løsmassene i rennen var ekstra villige til å bevege seg. Det var imidlertid fast fjell langs hele rennen som gjorde at det lett å holde seg fast.<br />
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Jeg beveget meg sakte siden det var vått og stedvis glatt. Tåken bidro til at de steinene som hadde brunaktig mose på seg var ekstra glatte, mens de som "bare" hadde grønn kartlav stort sett var greie.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toppen av Storsmeden innhyllet i tåke </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Storsmeden blåser vinden som vanlig skjegget mot øst</td></tr>
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På toppen av Storsmeden var det tett tåke og blåste friskt. Etter å ha tatt et bilde fortsatte jeg raskt vestover ned langs eggen. I bunnen av bandet krysser man den gamle DNT-stien fra Kaldbekkbotn til Langholet før man begynner turen til Trolltiden med å bestige en pyramideformet topp.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I bunnen av bandet begynner oppstigningen til en pyramideformet topp </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggen på Trolltiden en innbydende</td></tr>
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På vei mot Trolltidene følger man eggen over fortoppen 1897. Det er luftig og en god del morsom klyving.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt til villreinens rike i Verkilsdalen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mange flotte billedmotiv langs eggen</td></tr>
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Jeg tenkte på at de som har laget for Rondane har klart å gjøre det vakkert, men spart litt inn på kvaliteten på fjellet. Det er forvitret i en slik grad at det ligger stein overalt - til og med på eggene og på toppene. Når man skal klyve er enkelte av takene i formasjoner som ligner stablede knekkebrød. Det er alltid greit å sjekke at det man tar i ikke har tenkt å løsne. Fjellet i Rondane består av 650-750 millioner år gammel sandstein som smuldret opp da Rondane lå i et varmt og fuktig klima for 60 til 2,6 millioner år siden. Botndalene og eggene er dannet som følge av erosjon under de 40-50 istidene som har vært de siste 2,6 millioner år.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg satte pris på at tåkeskyene blåste bort av og til, da det gjør rutevalget enklere</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt fra eggen på Trolltinden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det navneløse vannet i Verkilsdalen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trolsk stemning med tåke som kom og gikk</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Har man høydeskrekk bør turen legges andre steder enn eggen til Trolltinden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Verkildalsbotn og Verkildalsvatnet i bakgrunnen</td></tr>
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I den utmerkede bloggen Sjumil.no beskrives tråkket ned på flanken av eggen som nedstigningen til helvete. Flere andre beskrivelser av ruten peker på årsaken, nemlig at man må krysse flere løse renner for deretter å klatre tilbake til eggen via en renne med mye løsmasser.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den såkalte nedstigningen til helvete på Trolltinden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er en del relativt fast fjell på tråkket nedenfor eggen på Trolltinden</td></tr>
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Det viste seg at rennene var langt greiere å krysse enn jeg hadde fått inntrykk av ut fra de beskrivelsene jeg hadde lest. Stien hadde imidlertid et par punkter der det var greit å være edru slik at man ikke risikerte å sjangle ut for kanten, da det var et stykke ned til dalbunnen<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er tydelig hvor folk har gått</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt mot Smedhamran</td></tr>
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Da jeg nådde toppen av Trolltinden trakk tåken seg over kanten av stupet og solen brøt igjennom. Jeg ble stående å tenke på at det hadde vært et flott sted å invitere det islandske bandet Kælan Mikla til å spille sin sant Kalt for villreinen som har noen av sine kjerneområde i bontdalene som omkranser Trolltinden.<br />
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Det blåste imidlertid såpass friskt at jeg fort kom til meg selv og fortsatte nedover mot dalen for holde varmen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trolltinden er min favoritt blant 2000-meters toppene i Rondane</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Veien ned mot Langholvatnet</td></tr>
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Det lå rester at et snøfelt i flanken til venstre, en dette hadde stort sett isdekke og var ikke helt egnet å bevege seg på. Uren ble grovere på vei nedover og det gikk temmelig sakte. Tidligere på sommeren ligger det et snøfelt store deler av veien ned, slik at man kan gjøre partiet unna på kort tid.<br />
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Etter at den siste steinblokken var forsert kom jeg til Langholvatnet. Jeg hadde vært tom for vann et par timer og drakk meg utørst før jeg satte meg ned og spiste litt.<br />
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Deretter fortsatte jeg nordover og krysset bekken Langholskridu på et punkt der det så ut som om det var lett å forsere den løse skråningen ned til bekken og i tillegg komme helskinnet opp igjen på den andre siden. Jeg fulgte deretter en sti halvannen kilometer før jeg skar ut i terrenget til høyre. Stien var tidligere t-merket, men merkingen er fjernet for å få færre til å gå der av hensyn til villreinen, da den lett blir påvirket av passerende mennesker.<br />
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I rappporten "Villrein og ferdsel i Rondane, Sluttrapport fra GPS-merkeprosjektet 2009-14, Norsk institutt for naturforskning, skriver Olav Strand m fl om hvor lett villreinens atferd påvirkes av menneskelig aktivitet: <br />
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<i>Hvis områder med lav forstyrrelse
er tilgjengelige vil reinsdyra forflytte seg til slike områder og unngå mennesker ved
storskala forflytninger. Dersom slike områder ikke er tilgjengelige vil reinsdyra respondere med
å bevege seg mer, noe vi ser gjennom en økt krysningsfrekvens på stier der ferdselen er 3 til 30
personer/dag. Dersom forstyrrelsene øker ut over 30 personer/dag reduseres krysningsfrekvensen,
og stiene framstår etter hvert som barrierer i landskapet.</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Digerronden sett på avstand</td></tr>
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Terrengpartiet fra jeg forlot stien og til foten av Digerroden var temmelig bløtt og lange strekk minnet om gå på svamp.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt bakover mot Nørdre Smehamran og Vassberget</td></tr>
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Turen opp Digerronden var den minst fornøyelige på hele turen. Fjellet er en stor pyramideformet steinhaug som ble ganske kjedelig å bevege seg på. Det gikk treigt og jeg kjente at det var på tide å forbedre kondisjonen litt.<br />
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eg funderte på hvorfor man har vært så fantasiløse at man har kalt en topp Storronden og denne for Digerronden i stedet for å kalle den Pyramideronden, Steinhaugronden eller Kjedeligronden. På toppen var flott utsikt og veien videre ble langt finere.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Digerronden = stein, stein, stein </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Utsikt vestover på stigningen mot Digerronden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Digerronden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Endelig på toppen av Digerronden </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruten videre mot Midtrondene fulgte stort sett eggen </td></tr>
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Så snart jeg startet oppstigningene mot Midtrondene møtte jeg dagens første turgåer. En mann med staver og skjegg kom i mot i taktfast marsj. Vi utvekslet et forsiktig nikk og et lavmælt hei før vi hastet videre i hver sin retning. Etter å ha vært borte fra sivilisasjonen i så mange timer var det vanskelig å huske hvordan man skal opptre overfor andre mennesker.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Høgronden skimtes mellom Midtrondene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landskapet flater ut mot nordøst </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toppen av Midtronden vest</td></tr>
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På vei ned fra Midtronden vest tok jeg et idiotisk veivalg som førte til turens mest tidkrevende klyving. Vel nede var veien opp til Midtronden øst kort og enkel.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På Midtronden øst har ingen turt å bygge en varde på det høyeste punktet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Høgronden ligger og venter </td></tr>
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I den første bakken opp mot Høgronden meldte sulten seg igjen. Jeg satte meg ned for å spise litt og tok en titt på klokken og kartet. Det hadde blitt langt på dag, og jeg skjønte at jeg ikke ville klare å rekke oppom alle de ti toppene innen det ble mørkt. Jeg bestemte meg derfor for å droppe Høgronden og Storronden og i stedet gå rett ned i Langglupdalen og tilbake til Rondvassbu via Rondslottet og Vinjeronden.<br />
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Det er sett bjørn rett under toppen på Høgronden, og ses av og til bjørn i Langlupdalen. På vei ned i dalen håpet jeg på å treffe en, selv om jeg ikke hadde med noe annet kamera enn det som var på mobilen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uren jeg somlet meg ned </td></tr>
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Det var mye løs ur på veien ned og det gikk usigelig sakte. Da jeg nådde Langglupdalen skjønte jeg at det kom til å bli mørkt selv om jeg hadde forkortet turen med 3 kilometer og 600 høydemeter.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skyene berører toppen av Rondslottet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Storronden i bakgrunnen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det var deilig å treffe på stien til Rondslottet </td></tr>
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Etter å ha krysset Langglupdalen og begynt oppstigningen mot Rondslottet, kom jeg inn på stien til Rondvassbu. Det var avslappende å følge stien, da jeg slapp å navigere og vurdere ulike veivalg. Det gikk imidlertid veldig sakte oppover den bratte delen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp mot Rondslottet kom tåken sigende </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rondane leverer noe av det beste vardematerialet Norge har å by på, noe varden på Rondslottet er eksempel på </td></tr>
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Det var godt å nå toppen på Rondslottet. Ikke bare er den med sine 2178 meter den høyeste toppen i Rondane, men det er også den toppen hvis navn oftest uttales feil. Under en undersøkelse i 2005 svarte 75% av de spurte at der kalte den Rond<b>e</b>slottet, mot et snitt på 17% feil navnebruk for de andre 2000-meterstoppene i Rondane. Å kalle Rondslottet for Rond<b>e</b>slottet, regnes som like rart som å kalle dalen mot vest for Gudbrands<b>e</b>dalen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Langs eggen mellom Rondslottet og Vinjeronden</td></tr>
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Etter Rondslottet ble tåken stadig tettere og jeg måtte bruke tid på å finne veien. I tillegg mørknet det før jeg skulle begynne oppstigningen mot Vinjeronden. Jeg trives best i mørket, og ble varm innvendig så snart jeg var omsluttet av mørke.<br />
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Jeg skrudde på hodelykten. Den var fin for å se hvor jeg skulle sette foten, men fungerte ikke så godt for å finne neste t-merke, da jeg stort sett bare så tåke i lysstrålen.<br />
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Jeg møtte en dame som kom i mot i bakken opp mot Vinjeronden. Jeg spurte henne om det gikk bra. Hun svarte på engelsk at hun ikke skjønte hva jeg sa. Jeg gjentok spørsmålet på engelsk og hun fortalte at hun hadde blitt overrasket av mørket. Jeg spurte henne om hun hadde sovepose og telt, noe hun kunne bekrefte.<br />
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Mens vi stod og så på hverandre i mørket begynte vi å kommunisere uten å bruke ord. En av de tingene hun kommuniserte til meg var at fjellrein heter rangifer tarundus tarundus på latin.<br />
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Etter å ha kommunisert uten ord i 7-8 minutter skjønte begge instinktivt at den andre var livsfarlig fordi vi begge var utstyrt med knivskarpe sjeler. Jeg brukte derfor ord igjen og sa "<i>Have a nice trip then" </i>før jeg hastet videre i mørket.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Da jeg nådde toppen av Vinjeronden virret jeg avgårde i feil retning</td></tr>
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Det flatet ut da jeg nådde toppplatået på Vinjeronden, Det lå heller ikke stein overalt. Jeg så meg bekymret tilbake etter kvinnen jeg hadde møtt i mørket og begynte å løpe til tross for at jeg ikke så noe særlig. Jeg stusset over mangelen på t-merker, og tok en titt på gps-en. Det viste seg at jeg var på vei i helt feil retning. Tilbake på stien var det storsteinet ur. Da jeg ålte meg ned fra en stor stein, skar den et perfekt kutt i buksebaken min.<br />
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I uren ned til Rondholet var det tett tåke. Jeg mistet stadig stien og måtte ha nesen ned i GPSen og virre meg sikk-sakk nedover. Så snart det flatet ut letnet tåken og det ble langt enklere å bevege seg.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tåken blåste bort et øyeblikk da jeg var på vei ned fra Vinjeronden</td></tr>
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Rondvassbu lå mørklagt da jeg kom frem slik at det var lite aktuelt å dusje. Jeg vurderte å hoppe i Rondvatnet, men endte opp med en overfladisk vask i mørket før jeg tok på meg rene klær og snek meg opp i overkøye 13. Jeg var så stille at de 15 andre som lå på sovesalen ikke hørte meg, men i søvne har helt sikkert drømmene deres blitt påvirket av at jeg luktet slik man gjør når man har gått noen tusen høydemeter på en dag.<br />
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Hvis man skal gjennomføre turen i midten av august, bør man ikke somle så mye som jeg gjorde med mindre man ønsker å ta deler av turen i mørket. Begynnelsen av juli er antakelig optimalt. Dagene er lange, det har smeltet nok snø samtidig som det er en del snørenner igjen som kan gjøre nedstigningen uendelig mye raskere enn de blir når man må knote seg nedover i uren.<br />
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Jeg skal tilbake og ta alle de ti toppene over 2000-meter sammen med en slektning, og gleder meg allerede til å gjøre det. Det blir hyggelig å ta den sammen med andre, men det er også noe eget over å være helt alene i storslått natur.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Runden ser ut som et dårlig forsøk på å tegne Afrika </td></tr>
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Status for runden ble 42 km og drøye 4000 høydemeter med stigning. De to eneste menneskene jeg møtte var mannen mellom Digerronden og Midtrondene og kvinnen jeg møtte i mørket mellom Rondslottet og Vinjeronden.<br />
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Dagen etter syklet jeg ned til Otta og spiste en solid lunsj på Solstad Kafé på Otta før jeg ble plukket opp og vi kjørte til hytta på Oppdal.Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com1Rondane Nasjonalpark, Norge61.9315164 9.78888089999998136.4094819 -31.519713100000018 87.4535509 51.09747489999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-52040097565118915962017-07-27T20:45:00.000+02:002017-07-27T20:56:45.613+02:00Toryggen på Nesodden er en av Norges 10 beste stier En av Norges beste, men også mest ukjente, stier for terrengsykling ligger på Nesodden. Stien går langs ryggen ned fra toppen av Toåsen og ender en snau kilometer lengre nord.<br />
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For 11000 år siden var området stien går i på To-øya midt i Oslo fjorden. Stiens endepunkt er omtrent der havet stoppet tidligere.<br />
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Basert på den ankerkjente SEM-metoden ble stien i 2017 rangert som en av de ti beste stiene for terrengsykling i Norge. Jeg var så heldig å bli invitert til å teste stien i forbindelse med evalueringen, noe jeg selvsagt takket ja til.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bro over den dype kløften som deler Toryggen i to </td></tr>
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Fra toppen av Toåsen går Toryggen nordover øst for Tomåsan og Gullmoenhølet, men vest for To gård og Treskomyra. Man kommer til ett stikryss der man må holde til høyre, men forøvrig blir man ikke stilt overfor mange vanskelige veivalg. Det er imidlertid nødvendig å holde tunge rett i munnen flere punkter, da det er rikelige muligheter for å tryne underveis.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hvis man klarer å komme seg til toppen av Toåsen finner man <a href="https://www.strava.com/activities/1102335242" target="_blank">stien nedover Toryggen</a> automatisk </td></tr>
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Det er få som kjenner stien nedover Toryggen og temmelig tynt med folk som sykler den. De fleste velger å sykle nedover. En dag jeg hadde lite å gjøre satte jeg meg på lur for å observere de som syklet stien. Etter ni timers venting så jeg en som syklet nedover, to turgåere som plukket blåbær på siden av stien, men ingen som syklet oppover.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den smale fine broen over kløften som deler Toryggen i to</td></tr>
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Stien er relativt teknisk, men det aller meste kan fint sykles. <a href="https://www.strava.com/segments/12888371?filter=overall" target="_blank">Stravasegmentet som går ned Toryggen </a>er talende for hvor teknisk det er; Vedkommende som har KOM har syklet i en snittfart på 7,9 km/t.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stien klatrer på en smal hylle</td></tr>
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Det er mange spennende arter i området. Hvis man er virkelig heldig er det av og til muligheter til å se rynkeskinn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mye morsom, og stedvis teknisk, stisykling </td></tr>
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Tidligere sommere har det ofte blir lengre turer enn syklingen på Toryggen. Ett eksempel er det mislykkede forsøket på å <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2014/07/oslo-bergen-pa-sykkel-en-stralende.html" target="_blank">sykle Oslo - Bergen tur/retur uten stans</a> og <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2016/08/sykle-oslo-gaustatoppen-tr-for-hindre.html" target="_blank">sykkel- og løpeturen fra Oslo til Gaustatoppen tur/retur for å få med soloppgang</a>. Toryggen er imidlertid fullt på høyde med det beste utenfor Nesodden. Så snart man har syklet den ønsker man seg tilbake fordi alt annet blir trygt og kjedelig,<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er ikke mange terrengsyklister som sykler Toryggen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ett av svabergpartiene nedenfor Toåsen </td></tr>
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Den eneste ulempen av betydning når man skal sykle i den delen av Nesoddmarka Toryggen ligger i er at det <a href="http://henninglauridsen.blogspot.no/2015/07/stisykling-blant-vaksinemotstandere-og.html" target="_blank">kryr av aggressive hoggorm i området </a>av sorten som ofte befinner seg i trærne. Det positive er at sjelden får noe annet en tørrbitt dersom man sykler når man blir bitt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er plagsomt mange tørre og flotte stier i Nesoddmarka </td></tr>
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Der er derfor bare ett råd som gjelder. Prøv Toryggen neste gang du er i nærheten.<br />
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<br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Nesodden, Norge59.804281899999992 10.6381966999999859.548711899999994 9.99274969999998 60.059851899999991 11.283643699999981tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7244296363026181614.post-71551395624730896142017-07-05T11:35:00.000+02:002017-07-05T19:03:13.552+02:00Xreid Fjordruta 2017 med følge av sotmannenDa jeg stod på startstreken til Xreid Fjordruta 2017 hadde sotmannens dikt surret rundt i hodet mitt i tre døgn:<br />
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<i>This is the water</i></div>
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<i>The horse is the white of the eyes and dark within</i></div>
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Jeg visste diktet kom til å fortsette å surre rundt i hodet mitt hele løpet. Jeg hadde bestemt meg for å ikke fortelle noe om sotmannen og diktet til legen som kom til å vurdere om vi skulle få lov til å fortsette på de tre sjekkpunktene i løpet. da jeg var rett for at dette ville føre til at han ville nekte meg å fortsette.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Midnatt ved Storfiskvatnet foto: Kyle Meyr</td></tr>
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Det var satt opp busser for å frakte deltakerne fra Kristiansund til den lille bygda Valsøybotn og på ekte ultravis gikk skravla sammenhengende under turen. Det var tydelig at mange var usikre på om de kom til å klare å gjennomføre løpet, og veldig mange jeg snakket med hadde pådratt seg skader rett før løpet for å sikre seg selv en verdig exit hvis de ikke skulle orke å gjennomføre.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kun en av to busser kom seg med fergen </td></tr>
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Selv er jeg skiløper og syklist, men liker å løpe en tur av og til. Siden jeg er grunnleggende dovent anlagt hadde det ikke blitt mer enn 40-50 km med løping pr uke i 2017. Jeg var likevel sikker på at jeg skulle klare å fullføre med mindre jeg skulle bli utsatt for skade eller andre uhell underveis, men regnet med at det kunne ta en del til å komme i mål. Strategien min var å ta det rolig og kontrollert hele veien slik at jeg ville ha mest mulig krefter igjen til de siste 10 timene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Løperne forlot fort bussen på fergekaien og tømte fergekiosken</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En flott bukett løpere fra Kristiansand ved startområdet med Thomas Øderud i spissen </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monica Strand og Mona Kjellsberg skal løpe PTL i august som har 20 000 høydemeter og 164 km mer enn Xreid!</td></tr>
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Før start oppdaget jeg at den ene vannflasken min var lekk og at stavene hadde blitt ødelagt under flytransporten til Kristiansund. Jeg arvet en vanlig vannflaske med drikketut av Sindre Tjuvstu Engen slik at det problemet var løst. I tillegg kjente jeg at det på sett og vis var greit at stavene var ødelagt, da dette ville gi meg langt bedre styrke- og balansetrening underveis.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sindre Tjuvstu Engen er klar til start. Som en av to som har fullføre NUC 200 km har han vist at han er av det seige slaget </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Starten går og halvparten åpner langt hardere enn de har evner til </td></tr>
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Så snart starten gikk suste de raskeste avgårde sammen med de som disponerte løpet sitt uklokt. Å brenne av alt kruttet i starten er sjeldent en god strategi på et så hardt løp, men mindre målet er å ha det ekstra ille den siste tredjedelen av løpet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En tett strøm med løpere langs Botnavatnet etter å ha forsert de første bakkene opp fra start </td></tr>
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I de bratte bakkene opp fra start ble jeg gående å prate med Amund Totland, som blant annet fortalte om opplevelsene sine fra Xreid Senja i fjor.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Norsk natur av beste slag over vollen på Botnasetra </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På vei opp fra Botnavatnet </td></tr>
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På vei opp fra Botnavatnet ble jeg liggende 100 meter bak Amund. Så snart jeg passerte Monica Strand begynte bilder fra episode 8 i sesong 3 av Twin Peaks å svirre rundt i hodet mitt. Sotmannen var sterkest til stede og for hvert steg jeg tok i de bratte bakkene sa han "Gotta Light?". Så snart det flatet ut gjentok han diktet sitt gang etter gang.<br />
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Episode 8 er utvilsomt det beste som er sendt på tv noen gang. Følsomme sjeler vil bli livredde av å se den, mens konvensjonelle sjeler vil hate den intenst og ønske seg tilbake til erke-tradisjonelle serier som Sopranos eller Hotel Cæsar.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sotmannen ble min følgesvenn og styrke på Xreid </td></tr>
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"Gotta light?"</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tett med løpere i bakkene opp mot Hardbakkhytta</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De første timene var det kort mellom løperne</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakkert og varmt</td></tr>
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Det var knallvarmt å stige oppover fjellet i den sterke varmen. Svetten sprutet fra huden og det var om å gjøre å sørge for å få drukket nok. Det var heldigvis ikke vanskelig å finne vann, da det stadig dukket opp bekker og små tjern.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Varmt og bratt</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De siste bakkene oppover mot Hardbakkhytta</td></tr>
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Etter rundt 800 høydemeter med stigning nådde vi Hardbakkhytta etter å ha beveget oss ut av Møre og Romsdal og noen meter inn i Trøndelag. Den trønderske atmosfæren på stedet var påtagelig, og det stod noen vennlige sjeler ved hytta som serverte kaldt vann og rosiner.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flott utsikt fra Hardbakkhytta</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mellom Hardbakkhytta og Hardbakkfjellet (foto: Petter Vabog)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det flotte lille tjernet som ligger på nøyaktig 750,6 moh </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Noen små snøflekker måtte forseres </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Petter Vabog er i toppform og vifter med stavene </td></tr>
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Jeg tok igjen Petter Vabog etter Hardbakkhytta og vi fortsatte oppover Hardbakkfjellet. Han hadde åpnet ganske hardt for å få god margin til cut off tiden på CP 1 (Checkpost 1), og så ut til å være i strålende form. Til tross for at han aldri hadde løpt noe så hardt og langt som Xreid, var jeg sikker på at han kom til å klare det med mindre han skulle bli utsatt for skade eller uhell.<br />
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Å gjennomføre lange ultraløp er 90% hode og 10% fysikk. Hvis hodet ikke virket blir en av alle de vondtene man naturligvis får mot slutten av løpet fort en unnskyldning for å gi opp. Man overbeviser f eks seg selv om at dersom man ikke stopper vil man få en varig skade i det vonde kneet eller den vonde foten. Siden man feilaktig tror at det var fysikken som stoppet en får man heller ikke løst problemet og det samme skjer fort igjen og igjen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I nærheten av Brynbekkskaret </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I bakkene opp mot Dyrstolan</td></tr>
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Etter å ha nådd toppen av Skorvhattan gikk det bratt nedover Brattsetfjellet. Til tross for at det var bratt var det myr, og jeg lykkes raskt med å gå på ryggen i gjørmesuppa to ganger, for ikke å falle noe mer i resten av løpet.<br />
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De neste timene var preget av myr, myr og myr. Det gikk utrolig mye saktere enn forventet i et terreng som hadde sett temmelig enkelt ut på kartet. Mens jeg beveget meg sakte fremover i myr og gjørme var jeg veldig glad for at det ikke regnet, da det var vått nok som det var. Etterhvert begynte jeg å bli glad i myrene. De var vakre, luktet godt og var perfekte til å kjøle beina i når det var så varmt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jakob Kallevig koser seg i myra på vei opp fra Holavatnet</td></tr>
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Jeg løp den siste delen av veien inn mot CP1 sammen med Magne Eiklid. Vi var enige om at myrpartiene hadde gjort beina gode og møre. Mens vi løp sammen tenkte jeg på at jeg faktisk hadde begynt å savne myra.<br />
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På CP1 var det legesjekk. Jeg klarte regnestykket 16 minus 9, men da legen spurte om hvordan jeg hadde det mentalt holdt jeg klokelig tett og sotmannen og diktet hans, Laura Palmer og blandingen av en frosk og et innsekt som krøp inn i munnen på den sovende jenta. Jeg var redd for at legen ville ta meg ut av løpet dersom han hadde fått vite om hva som surret rundt i hodet mitt .<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">På villspor etter CP 2 sammen med Hilde Hoff Nordskar og Morten Trolsrud</td></tr>
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Ut fra CP 2 tok jeg følge med Hilde Hoff Nordskar og Morten Trolsrud. Vi skravlet oss oppover i den bratte lia, men midt i et hogstfelt forsvant stien. Hilde og min gps mente at vi skulle holde til venstre, mens Mortens mente stien var der vi gikk. Problemet var bare at det ikke var noe i nærheten av en sti der vi beveget oss. Vi fant til slutt en liten sti som vi fulgte oppover. Til slutt forlot vi stien og bushet oppover i riktig retning. Leif Abrahamsen hadde ligget et par minutter etter oss i hogstfeltet. Så snart vi fant den retten stien lå han foran oss og vi hadde heldigvis ikke tapt mer enn 5 minutter på feilløpingen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Den berømte Grytvasshytta ventet oss på toppen av den første stigningen etter CP1</td></tr>
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Hilde Hoff Nordskar satte fart og forsvant, mens Morten Trolsrud gikk litt og ble liggende bak meg. Etter en liten stund tok jeg igjen Leif Abrahamsen og vi skravlet sammen en stund mens vi forserte de fine myrpartiene jeg hadde blitt så glad i. Etter en stund stoppet jeg for å fjerne noe som gjorde at sekken gnagde på innsiden av armen, og Leif forsvant foran meg.<br />
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Mens jeg løp videre alene kjente jeg at det var utrolig deilig at solen var så lavt på himmelen at det var en del skygge. I tillegg til at den var varm, hadde jeg lykkes med å bli solbrent bak på hele høyre legg. Det var ikke noe stort problem å bli solbrent på Xreid, da det bare var å bruke litt av de enorme mengdene med gjørme i stien til en blanding av fuktighetskrem og solkrem.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Endelig litt myr igjen ved Grytvassklampen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kveldslys over Vinjefjorden </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seteren og turisthytta Sollia over Vinjefjorden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rett før solnedgang på Snøfjellet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er fortsatt flere andre løpere å se over Snøfjellet </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skardsetervatnet I</td></tr>
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Jeg er ikke spesielt glad i lys, og trives aller best i mørket. Mens sotmannens dikt surret rundt i hodet i skumringen kjente jeg at fraværet av sterkt dagslys ga meg masse ekstra energi.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skardsetervatnet II</td></tr>
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Et par kilometer før jeg nådde Storfiskhytta tok jeg følge med en hyggelig polakk i crewet som hadde tatt bilder av deltakerne. Vi skravlet oss frem det siste stykket til hytta, der vi fikk en overaskelse i form av en kanelbolle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Midnatt ved Storfiskvatnet - foto: Kyle Meyr<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">En ekstra sløyfe fra Storfiskhytta nordover rundt midnatt ga et par ekstra kilometer </td></tr>
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Det ble en del feilløping underveis. Noen ganger var det fordi gps-sporet åpenbart var feil, andre ganger hadde jeg skylden selv. Ett eksempel er en feilløping på et par km rett etter Storfiskhytta. Jeg hadde akkurat stoppet for å bytte batterier i gps-en og finne frem batteriladeren til gps-klokken. Deretter fulgte jeg bevisstløst etter fire løpere som ikke tok av til venstre der vi skulle svinge mot nordvest, men fortsatte mot nordøst i stedet.<br />
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Etter en km med feilløping ble vi heldigvis stoppet av en mann som fortalte at vi var på vei ned til fjorden. I det vi snudde møtte vi fire andre løpere som hadde løpt feil samme sted, og vi var ni stykker som bushet i terrenget tilbake til stien vi skulle på.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Midtre Strumptjønnin</td></tr>
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Jeg har alltid slitt med at jeg blir veldig øm i sjelen av å se vakre stille fjellvann nattestid og får et sterkt behov for å ta bilde av dem. Dette er ganske upraktisk under løp siden det tar en del tid og fokus, men jeg klarer ikke å la være. Slik ble det på Xreid også. Så snart jeg så et vakkert vann på natten bråstoppet jeg og knipset i vei mens de andre løp videre.<br />
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Fjellvannsyndromet gjorde at jeg stort sett ble hengende noen hundre meter etter de jeg nesten løp sammen med gjennom natten. I tillegg fikk jeg et voldsomt behov for å lage elghyl i natten, noe jeg også sørget for å gjøre med jevne mellomrom.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vestre Strumptjønning ble mitt favoritttjern på Xreid - her ble jeg stående fjetret lenge </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scenen der store deler av mysteriet i Twin Peaks blir løst var sterkt tilstede den mørkeste delen av natten </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vanskelig å ikke bli stående en stund ved så vakre tjern </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ved 02-tiden var det lyst og vakkert </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Soloppgang kl 03.31. </td></tr>
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Jeg hadde løpt alene en stund på grunn av mitt spesielle forhold til vakre tjern, men tok igjen en gruppe med Magnus Kjelland-Olsen, Hilde Hoff Nordskar og et par til i bakkene ned fra Bergssetra. de virket ganske slitne og så ut som de trengte å komme frem til CP2 snart.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vakker morgenstund ved Bergsetra </td></tr>
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Etter å ha passert Tingstadmyra regnet vi med at CP2 ville være rett rundt hjørnet, da vi allerede hadde løpt flere kilometer enn det skulle være dit. En dame dukket opp og kunne fortelle at det var 3-4 kilometer igjen. Jeg kjente at jeg fikk litt ekstra energi av beskjeden og begynte å løpe så snart vi kom ut på den asfalterte Tømmervågvegen. Dersom det var lenger dit enn forventet, måtte jeg jo komme dit fortere enn svint. De tre andre i gruppa forsvant bakut.<br />
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På CP2 lå Leif Abrahamsen og sov, og foreslo at jeg skulle prøve soveplassen for å få en liten lur. Jeg takket pent nei, da jeg er livredd for å stivne under så lange løp. Jeg unngår derfor å sitte ned på matstasjonene og prøver å røre litt på beina mens jeg spiser.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I tunnelen på Ruøya på Tømmervågvegen rett før CP 2</td></tr>
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Etter CP2 bar det ganske raskt bratt oppover mot Vardfjellet. Jeg begynte å bli veldig sliten i beina. Til tross for at jeg var glad for den ekstra treningen jeg fikk av ikke å ha staver, kjente jeg tidvis et snev av savn etter dem. Jeg ble passert av Leif Abrahamsen som så uforskammet sprek ut og som i tillegg er blant de heldige som har fått utdelt et sjeldent godt humør. Han satte kursen mot britiske Jenn Gaskell som bare var 100 meter foran oss.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Et lite parti med tradisjonell norsk landevei ventet etter vi hadde vært over Vardfjellet</td></tr>
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På vei mot CP3 ledet gps-en meg på ville veier og jeg surret en del rundt i området ved Hundhammarvatnet før jeg fant en vei som ledet i riktig retning. Jeg løp sakte det siste stykket til CP3 som var plassert på en rasteplass på Jørnøya.<br />
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Med unntak av et par løpere som hadde brutt var det ingen andre løpere til stede på CP3. Jeg fikk i meg suppe, lefser og en sportsbar før en ny legesjekk. Legen kunne konstatere at jeg var god og varm selv om det hadde blitt overskyet og blåste en del. Jeg holdt fortsatt tankene mine om sotmannen & co for meg selv.<br />
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Etter CP3 var det 4-5 kilometer på asfaltert vei før det skulle klatres 900 høydemeter til fjellet Skarven. Ved foten av Skarven begynte stien oppover. Det ble raskt veldig bratt og jeg ble god og varm til tross for at det hadde blitt kjøligere. Jeg kunne se at det var tåke lenger opp i fjellet, og håpet at den ville blåse bort før jeg nådde dit da jeg håpet på utsikt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeg går inn i den første tåken</td></tr>
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På vei oppover fjellet gikk gps-sporet i retning av de bratte skrentene på østsiden av Skarven. Jeg ble usikker på om dette var riktig og ringe arrangøren, som kunne fortelle at det var noe galt med gps-sporet og at jeg skulle følge den rødmerkede stien i stedet. I tillegg ble jeg bedt om å forsøke å få kontakt med Jesper Bønnelykke som så ut som han hadde gått seg fast i et bratt parti ca 900 meter fra meg.<br />
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Mot slutten av samtalen kom tåken, og det var ikke mulig å se noe til Jesper. Et par turgåere kom i mot, og jeg ba dem om å be Jesper å følge den rødmerkede stien dersom de så ham på vei ned.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det blir fort tett tåke </td></tr>
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Det gikk sakte mot toppen av fjellet. Rett før jeg nådde toppunktet møtte jeg Mona Kjeldsberg og Einar Iversen som kom gående imot. Einar hadde vært dårlig og hadde ikke startet, mens Mona hadde gitt seg på CP1 på grunn av en gammel skade. Nå var de på fottur over det siste fjellpartiet i stedet.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Varden på toppen av Skarven </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For vonde føtter og slitne ultrabein var det om og gjøre å ikke ta et skritt til høyre og basehoppe uten fallskjerm</td></tr>
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Fra toppen av Skarven fortsatte stien nedover en bratt egg. Jeg var sliten i beina og brukte god tid, da det ikke var fristende å falle utfor den bratte kanten. Etter en stund dukket Jesper Bønnelykke opp bak meg og tok meg igjen rett før bunnen av eggen.<br />
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Mens jeg gikk nedover den bratte eggen begynte jeg å se hva som kom til å skje i de kommende episodene av Twin Peaks og at dette egentlig er uten betydning. Innholdet som kommer er i stedet en slags nøkkel til skjulte rom man har i seg selv, men ikke klarer å finne. Jeg fikk veldig god hjelp av kvinnene i serien til å åpne flere dører som alltid har vært stengt.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kvinnene i Twin Peaks hjalp meg å forstå ting jeg aldri har skjønt </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jesper Bønnelykke på vei ned den luftige eggen fra Skarven</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ned en egg, over et band og opp en ny egg til toppen av Jørenvågsalen som så vidt synes gjennom tåken </td></tr>
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På lange ultraløp kommer man ikke unna en dotur i ny og ne. Problemet er at det ikke er mange luksuriøse toaletter langs løypa. Jeg måtte derfor sette meg ned mellom eggen ned fra Skarven og eggen opp til Jørenvågsalen så snart Jesper Bønnelykke hadde forsvunnet i tåken. Dopapiret naturen tilbød var grov stikkende og raspende mose og jeg hylte høyt med hes stemme for hvert tørk. </blockquote>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I tåken ser det ut som hammerne på eggen opp mor Jørenvågsalen er umulige å passere</td></tr>
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På et par luftige punkter på vei opp eggen mot Jørenvågsalen var det hengt opp kjetting man kunne holde i. Jeg er ikke tilhenger av alt for mye tilrettelegging og modifisering av stier, men med slitne bein var den ekstra tryggheten kjettingen ga utrolig velkommen.<br />
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På vei ned fra toppen av Jørenvågsalen var det vanskelig å finne stien så snart det ble ur. Det så ut som om t-merkene var malt på slutten av 50-tallet og jeg mistet stien gang etter gang. Etter en stund traff jeg på Jesper Bønnelykke igjen og vi fortsatt sammen. Det gikk stup langs hele høyresiden av fjellet, slik at det bare var å følge dette de gangene vi ikke fant stien. </div>
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Etter en stund dukket det opp en kvinne som gikk parallelt med oss. Det viste seg å være Sophie Grindstad fra Xreid-crewet. Hun fortalte at de var flere som var oppe på fjellet siden det var litt vanskelige forhold. Hun skulle samme vei som oss og vi slo følge i tåka. Jeg insisterte på at Sophie hadde reddet livene våre, men hun var ikke helt enige i at vi hadde vært i livsfare. </div>
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Da vi skulle begynne nedstigningen fra fjellet løp Jesper fra oss, da ha frøs veldig. Jeg gikk ned bakkene sammen med Sophie, da det var bratt og beina var så slitne at jeg var redd for å tryne skikkelig. </div>
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Nede på flatmark begynte jeg å løpe igjen og møtte Jesper på midten av en myr der gps-sporet påstod at det var en sti som ikke var det virkeligheten. Jesper sin gps tok kvelden og vi fortsatte videre sammen. Vi løp i hver vår retning for å lete etter sporet og vips så var ikke vare stien borte, men også Jesper. Jeg gikk rundt i skogen og ropte etter ham en stund, men ga opp da jeg ikke fikk svar. Etter å ha ringt arrangøren fikk jeg vite at Jesper hadde funnet stien og var 50 til 100 meter fra meg. Jeg så meg rundt og ropte på ny, men fant ham ikke. Jeg fant imidlertid stien, og kom snart inn på en rødmerket sti som utvilsom var riktig. </div>
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Etter en halvtime var jeg i mål i Tømmervåg og fikk verdens beste behandling av crewet som ventet der. Det var til og med en som tok av meg sekken. Nest siste ferge for kvelden gikk omtrent samtid med at jeg kom i mål, men jeg kunne reise tilbake til Kristiandsund med siste ferge som gikk kl 23. </div>
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Jeg ble plassert i en lenestol ikke i en av bygningene på skolen og fikk en pose lakris. Jesper dukket opp etter en liten stund og vi tok siste ferge til Kristiansund sammen. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Det er alt for få som fotograferer fotografene</td></tr>
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Søndag morgen var det premieutdeling og gruppebilde av alle de som fullførte løpet. Det viste seg at 49 av de 92 som hadde stått på startstreken hadde kommet seg helt til mål.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stolte kvinner og menn nyter minuttene i rampelyset </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De åtte som fullførte fra Romerike ultraløperklubb</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under to døgn etter målgang var den perfekte restitusjonen i gang; sykling i fjellene på Mallorca</td></tr>
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<br />Henning Lauridsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00164314403768265285noreply@blogger.com0Kristiansund, Norge63.110334599999987 7.728078900000014163.05289359999999 7.5667174000000141 63.167775599999985 7.889440400000014