Bear or beaver?!

Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
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Trip End Apr 10, 2011


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Flag of Norway  , Hordaland,
Tuesday, June 22, 2010

We drove out across Norway's largest plateau, the Hatdangervidda, to a place on our planned route called Voringfossen. The plateau was a motley series of precarious cliff roads and tunnels. One of the tunnels was shut so we had to take the "historic route" which is short for 'the old broken down road that got replaced’. It was a daunting one-lane road atop lots of scary steeps and snow. The road was broken in a few places which made getting across for oncoming cars very gripping.

At Voringfossen, we hadn’t expected to be there so soon and simply stopped to see what all that fog coming out of the valley was. But to our surprise it was the 170 meter waterfall. It was an OH&S nightmare, with tourists being allowed to walk right up to the edge of the cliff to look down. There were several wreaths for people who had fallen and still no one thought a rail could be a good idea.
We had lots of fun wandering around the falls and the little tacky souvenir shops (where we got some more Viking good luck charms for bigwig).

Realizing out next major stop would be Oslo, the last city on our Norwegian route, we decided to look for the perfect spot to camp for a few days before we got there.
About half way there we came to a quaint little retreat off the road behind some trees overlooking a small lake with a high cliff on the opposite side.

We fished and sun-baked for two days. Washing and drinking from the lake, even had a few brief swims in the freezing water. It was very beautiful.

We thought we had been watching some more otters playing in the lake, then Jena thought she saw a little bear on the further shore. It wasn’t for another day of spying did we come to realize that the two animals were the same; stocky, round, swimmy, kind of a cross between a bear and an otter, oh and a big flat tail out the back.
A family of beavers! That’s so sweet. But it also meant competition for the fish! Joel can always blame the beavers for not catching any. But in this case, he can blame them for taking all the big ones. Leaving us with perhaps 3 illegal little fishies for our dindins. They were so fun to watch thought through the binoculars Joel’s mum gave us.
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