Ski Mountaineering in Norway - Part 2

Ahhhhh! Been away and too busy and finally getting round to writing this. And this time I'm going to cut the chat and just get onto the pictures as the last post was a bit waffly I think! Back to the tree skiing...

and the bog trotting...

Skis are a very useful tool on many surfaces it seems!

So, back to the Lyngen Alps peninsula proper, a skiing mecca! So much to choose from, so little time...

Storgalten...

Amazing views south along the Lyngen Alps Peninsula

On some peaks, Alison and I searched out lines all to ourselves... This was one of my favourite descents of the whole trip - a steep start into a lovely couloir above the fjord below followed by a big wide slope to put in some neat little turns! Brilliant.

That is one Happy Ali :-)

Cutting it up as she skies out of the couloir on to the main slopes

We skied the right of the 3 main lines here and came over under the second gulley, hard life...

Dougal looks out on the final slopes back to the car after skiing another line on the main face.

Back to camp and a little evening flight for me to get warmed up for the other plan on the trip - to fly some of the peaks when the snow's a bit ropey! Midnight sun descent to the beach, pas mal...

The Midnight Sun

And so it was on to one of the finest and most adventurous objectives of the trip - Stor Jaegervasstinden - 1543m and a mix of the usual woodland approach, a large valley, a glacier, a couloir and then a broad ridge to the summit.

Up the glacial valley with lots of recent avalanche debris on the south facing slopes to the left

The end of the glacier with the couloir cutting diagonally up to the right from the skiers

Out on the broad ridge ascent to the top

Two slightly tired happy people!

Dougal skiing the broad ridge back down to the couloir with the Lyngen Alps stretching out to
the south.

A difficult one to judge on conditions though - meaning I decended the couloir a little early and had a pretty horrible descent. Dougal waited with some Norweigan dudes at the top for a while and had it much easier. I came out the couloir and descended a much quicker way!

I may resemble a fat, flying hamster but I confess I'm still the same 71kg that I was when I was 18yrs old. Anyway, I had never taken off on skis before but, as they say, how hard can it be? It was surprisingly easy this time (although not on all later attempts!) as there was a nice steep slope in front of me and no wind whatsoever so a clean alpine forward launch. A brilliant flight down cutting out the bushwhacking and sloppy polenta skiing at the bottom.

No uplift on the way down really, even on the south facing cliffs to my right. Shame as it could be an amazing place to cruise around! So here it is, the view between my skis to the valley below - the car is at the right hand end of the partly frozen lake and I JUST made it in - one turn to land. Phew.

And then a quick trip up the delightful Stetinden with a jolly "Tim and Alison ridge traverse" to get a nicer line. Slidy snow on the East face though...

The ferry over to the Kafjord area for the day on the Ferry for Alison's Birthday, to ski Sorbmegaisa - a classic in the right conditions...

But we didn't have the right conditions - as the season gets to an end, the overnight freeze doesn't quite make it down to the lower mountain - meaning things were starting to move. We actually stopped less than half way up this one as were uncomfortable with the conditions - a birthday cake on a rock later we skied some soft polenta back to the car!

Alison's birthday lunch



A little visitor trying to hitch a lift to get to the sea.

Happy Birthday Alison!!

And then everything fell together - after 7 big ski days on the trot, we had some poor weather and it was also National Norweigan Day!!! Time to move in to some real accomodation (the Stigen Vertshus - reasonably priced and gperfect location) and join in with the locals and celebrate by drinking coffee and eating more cake than you can ever imagine. After a local procession through the streets of Lyndheiset, there's locals dancing and the mayor gives a speech, and then we all go to the massive sports hall and eat cake. Nice.

Ron, the English guy on the left is a football coach in his mid eighties - he was coach to the local teams in the early 80's and comes back to visit most years - a massive journey involving buses, trains, planes and automobiles. We got chatting to him and loads of others and ended up getting invited to coffee and MORE cake in the evening - obviously they all speak perfect English (we are useless) and we had a great evening!

And so we were rested and ready for two more days skiing before I headed home. Andersdaltinden, to the south, is a great peak with lots of potential but conditions were not brilliant - a big freeze higher up with broken cloud cover meant skiing wasn't going to be that great - so the perfect opportunity to fly down!!

And here's a link to the not totally brilliant take off - should have trimmed the brakes a little earlier I think! Thanks Susie for posting this and hope it's OK for me to put it in this blog! :-)

And with a light southerly it was possible to soar the local peaks for an hour before heading back to the car. And so we came to our last day in the area before I left - we retreated back to the cabin for a little fishing...

The lovely cabin, Solli, thanks to Jim and Sarah at The Polar People

...and then skied Ullstinden, only a short drive away. Some of the best views of the whole trip, amazing once again...

And let the race begin! We had discussed whether it was quicker to descend by ski or paraglider - this would all depend on the steepness and various other details - but the last chance had come. An annoying wind that wouldn't make it's mind up meant that take off was a mess (including skiing backwards and various other manoevres!) but as soon as I was off the ground Alison, International Ski Goddess, set off on the snow.

She got an advantage at first but as things flattened out I caught up, sniggering to myself as she hit the trees for the final bushwhack to the bottom! Because of some serious sink I ended up landing short of the car but ahead of Ali by about 30 seconds so who won is up to you...

Team Blue...

And so the trip was over - what an amazing spot and great team. Cheers to Dougal, Susie and Alison for a brilliant 2 weeks. I very much hope we'll be back next year. And a big thank you to our Norweigan friends who entertained us :-)

And to finish - Norway voted this spectacular thing as Norway's Ugliest Monument. And that was before these three were standing by it....