Raudmelen - Snow Shoe Hiking in Balestrand

 

It was one of those mornings when you cannot wait to get outside. Cloudy, but with the sunbeams peeking their way through. I was up early. The sun had just reached our fjord, and while having a small sip on my coffee I admired once again the view out of my window.

Nevertheless, today I was not going to enjoy it for too long, as I was off to even better views – off to Raudmelen.


 

Raudmelen is a mountaintop in Balestrand, Norway 972m above sea level, which is, for a “non- Norwegian” like me, pretty much as high as I can (or should) walk up without expecting to be hospitalised after. And to top off this challenge, one does not just walk, but wears snowshoes, or “truge” as the Norwegians call them. This you only need to do in the winter, of course, but as it is February now, there is no other way. Sounds fun at first, right? Well, more about that later.

Luckily I did not plan on taking this challenge alone. Franziska, who actually was the initiator of this idea and has done it before, guided the way. And after an energizing breakfast at her lovely place, we set off.

 

Our first stop, to enjoy some hot drinks and good old German Storck Riesen, was Orrabenken, circa 370m above sea level so roughly 1/3 of what was still infront of us. Here you can enjoy the spectacular views overlooking the Sognefjord on a cosy bench while still being sheltered by the trees around you. 

Here we also met Trond. Trond is possibly one of the fittest men in the whole of Norway, considering that he is running (yes, RUNNING) up this mountain nearly every day. I was gasping for air while walking at a steady, slow pace up to Orrabenken already, while Trond, who is surely double my age, smiles and runs past you. One of those things, you have to get accustomed to when living in Norway, I suppose. Oh well.

 


The next part of the hike appeared to be a little more challenging. Icy paths made the odd step sometimes a little more than I had bargained for. But there are easy ways out as you can walk a little off – track. So we made slow, but steady progress.

And then we reached the place, where everything gets a little different. We put on our “truge”, the snow shoes. The tree line becomes smaller bushes, then slowly no more vegetation is around you and the snow takes over the landscape.

 


If you wonder where we got those snowshoes from, as we did not bring them ourselves. This is one of those Norwegian community ideas that I so cherish. The Balestrand Trugelag has kindly hung a few of those, with some sticks at “Klugshaug” a place half way up the mountain. So, if you actually manage to walk up there, just use them and hang them back after. A fantastic idea, I think, and a free ticket to an extraordinary experience, that was about to come.

 

But, before we go on and what should be made very clear. This is not something you should do if you already feel totally exhausted before you even put on those snow shoes as there is quite a walk coming up. So, always bring warm clothes, spare food and be attentive of what is going on around you. The weather can change at a speed of a  hummingbirds wing and it is not the best place to sit 800m above sea level in a snow storm. So, above anything, be safe!

 

 

But back to us. We were enjoying the views in sunshine at first, but then we were suddenly surrounded by ghastly, heavy winds. And, unprofessional as I am, I had also forgotten to bring my gloves. NEVER EVER TRY THIS AT HOME, if you know what I mean. Additionally, with the snow covering the normal tracks, you no longer walk in serpentines but straight up the steep hills. Meaning, it can be pretty tough. Especially after a long Christmas break with hardly any training. With an ice layer on the top of the snow you have to be sure that every step is safe.

 

But, we were lucky, the wind flattened down slowly after we had reached ¾ of the walk. Not wanting to give up, with a runny nose, runny eyes, iceblock hands and a heart beating as if it wanted to burst out of my chest, we took one last break.

And, all this pain and effort of the last 1hr seemed to leave me once I looked around me. Words to express what you see are difficult to find, but I can assure you that you understand what drives people to climb mountains if you experience the freedom and breath-taking scenery on top of them.

 

 

Franziska, my guardian angel, with the stamina of two Olympic champions walked on, and I followed. Slowly, but surely, and then surrounded by the glistening sunshine, we made it to the top. What a view. What a place we live in. There is no other place you want to be than there. The view reached kilometres and kilometres out, 360 degrees of pure beauty around you.

 

 

Snow covered, glistening mountain tops, blue fjords with ferries and wind gusts leaving their traces on them, clouds in every shape creating a fairytale landscape.  The tiny Dragsvik peninsular and Esefjorden to the left of us, with Tjuatoten and Keipen mountaining up behind it. Melsnipa in the far distance, Menes at its bottom and the majestic Fjærlandsfjord right infront of us. Hella and the road to Sogndal, Vangsnes with its fruit fields and the road to Vik with the Vikafjell behind it.

 

There is no wonder that this landscape inspired Disney to make a movie from it- Frozen! I wished I could stay there for a while to soak in every detail, but it was getting late and also the wind had caught up on us.

 


So, we made it down. Down is for me always the scarier part. Not only because my knee is not the newest and had the odd torn ligament, but more as especially on icy snow, it can easily be a bit out of your control of where you are going. With no gloves and a steep hill in front of me it happened, I slid. I literally fell on my bottom and slid down the hill. 1 metre became 5 and in between sliding I got a slight panic as there is not much I could do rather than controlling where I was going.

Also, I had my camera in my bag. Not, that I was able to take many pictures (did I mention that I had no gloves, so taking pictures was more or less impossible) but I had to keep my camera safe as well. So I just slid down and waited for a shallower bit.

A few skin tears and bruises on my buttocks later, I stood up and finally got a glimpse again of the place I just slid along, with Franziska in the distance. The feeling of pain and fright quickly vanished when I calmed down, inhaled and just enjoyed the view. There is no better place to spend your Sunday afternoons than on top of a mountain. 

We made it down, left the “truge” and sticks again in Klukshaug and after 4 hrs had finally got some horizontal paths under our feet. 

What a day it has been. Apart from that I felt every muscle in my body for the next three days, this was one of those experiences you have to do, at least once. For us, I am sure we two will soon do it again –off to Raudmelen for the Sunday. One of those mornings where you cannot wait to get out.

 


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Comments: 4
  • #1

    Thomas (Sunday, 12 February 2017 09:00)

    Danke für den Tipp. Wohne gar nicht soweit weg und damit kommt das nun auf meine to-do Liste. :) lg

  • #2

    Katharina (Sunday, 12 February 2017 09:16)

    Hallo Thomas,

    falls ich irgendwie weiterhelfen kann mit der Planung oder du ein paar Insidertipps brauchts, lass es mich wissen. :)

    Viel Spass beim Wandern!

    Katharina

  • #3

    Paul Gill (Tuesday, 14 March 2017 17:49)

    Tusen takk, Katharina!

    Your descriptions are wonderful and your photos are stunning! We visited Balestrand for 2 days in 2013, but heavy rain kept us off the hiking trails. I promised myself I would come back some day to hike, and this is the year!

    Ha det bra!

    Paul

  • #4

    Katharina (Tuesday, 14 March 2017 17:53)

    My pleasure Paul,

    I am crossing all my fingers for you that the weather will be in pristine condition so you can fully emerse it.

    And of course get in touch nearer the time! Happy to give you some guidance!

    Hilsen fra Balestrand,

    Katharina

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