Brown pants moment – Kjerag Boulder

The past few nights I’ve been picturing myself standing on the Kjerag boulder and dying. There were a few options of how exactly I would die: 1. The classic ‘Lauren’ – trip on my shoelace, stumble, die. 2. Slipping on the rock, and holding on to the edge of the boulder for dear life, Craig…

Route 45 and the midnight sun

The most direct route to the Stavanger region in the south western corner of Norway was route 45, which travels diagonally across the country. I wasn’t aware that it’s the highest altitude road in Southern Norway. Poor Pablo, but lucky us – it’s been an incredible drive. There wasn’t many other cars using the road,…

Climbing Mount Gausta

Mount Gausta is said to have the finest view in Southern Norway, and you can even see one sixth of the country from the 1883m summit. Clearly we wanted to hike it. The day we took the steep drive up to the trailhead though, it was raining, and the cloud was so low that it…

Travel sickness, and the ferry to Norway

Rotten fish, that’s what the car deck smelt of as we stepped out onto the luxury Fjord Line ferry. The floor was all wet and it smelt exactly like a fish market in Asia; it was rather unpleasant so we left Pablo in the stench and found ourselves a seat well away on the 7th…