Thr 29th Too Much snow on the Road

It rained overnight but by the time we lumbered out of our sleeping bags , (dad a bit stiff), the sun had come out and dried everything up. A quick coffee… Manda that stove is brilliant… and off we headed up the Fjord, for breakfast (Croque Messieurs but not as we know it) at Rykstad then off to a wee road recommended on the Gsers website.

Well what a road. I know it sounds like exaggeration but we drove through snow that had been carved out, either side of the road, and in places was easily 30 feet deep. Fortunately none on the road. We stopped regularly to take in the views of gently curved hills with frozen lakes all covered in snow, what we didn't know was that this went on for 50 miles, and we were coming back the same way!




Our destination was Lysefjord, which involved a very steep descent form the 1400m plateau down to sea level over 27 hairpin bends, including a bend in a tunnel. Dad was a bit anxious about this but we tackled the descent without incident, to arrive just as the Stavanger ferry was preparing to depart. Another coffee and a look at the return journey.

As was well until dad repeated my mistake of last year… that was he forgot that motorbikes fall over unless they are moving forward. So at a particularly tight bend he slowed to a stop and the bike fell over. Only a dented pride and some scratches on the engine-bars to show for it. Anyway, the bike was picked up and dad was not any worse for wear. Well probably just a bit shoogily until his confidence came back on the hair pins.

So 50 miles back along the road and we found a nice motel to stay in at a slightly less exhorbitant rate and had a first class meal. Further north tomorrow but on straight forward roads from now on.