Saturday, February 12, 2011

Vel, har det vært en måned.


I’ve been in Norway for a month now and it has paid me more than I thought it owed. The past month has been filled with what the Norwegian culture is known for: snow sport. My first day out on the shred stick was an epic pow day at Vrådal, a smaller mountain with one high speed lift that left you close to the peak with a t-bar to take you further if you wanted. The mountain had one groomed run a little over a mile long that diverged into a park half way down. The rest was an off-piste, waist-deep powder and cliff laden mountain face for your taking. Yes, it was awesome. My second Norwegian shred excursion was nothing short of a mission commencing with a 5 AM train trip with Kongsberg Ski Center at the end. Kongsberg is renowned for its boarder cross course that annually holds the European Cup Championship. On the way up the mountain, whether it be by their one high-speed chair lift or one of its two t-bars, one thing is for certain. This place is beautiful. The top of the mountain boasts a breathtaking view of the small town and nearby lakes nestled into the surrounding glacier-shaped mountains. 
The options of several mile or more long runs and two perfectly shaped terrain parks awaiting you at the top can keep you and your cronies entertained well into the night.

On the way to Morgedal, home of Sondre Norheim, the creator of modern skiing. 

A home overlooking the valley of Morgedal, half way up to Norheim's cabin. 

The view from Norheim's cabin. 



Amidst all the perfect shred is perfect cross-country skiing just outside of your door. Two-planking. I never thought that skiing, especially cross-country, could be so much fun. Although, I’m sure the views Telemark offers while you're exhausting your self, your sweat-soaked jacket steaming in the below 0 biting air, helps you to enjoy your awkward first tramps. Those initial unsure-footed outings become gliding traverses through the worlds cradle of skiing. Open farm fields, tall pine, and snowcapped peaks your only, and beautifully overwhelming, audience. When you ski bad, you get worked. When you ski great, you get worked. When you are done skiing, you are exhausted, and happy. 

Love to the family and friends back home and abroad.

Det er rart å rekonstruere din følelse av hjemme. 

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