I believe I was looking for a cycle route between Bergen and Voss when I first came across the article about crossing the mountain between the Samnanger fjord and Bergsdalen valley, using an old military road since the 1920’s. Reading it I realized that the term road was being used a little differently from what … Continue reading (Un)finished business
Osterøy. 35km away from home. Intriguing lines on the map, roads I haven’t ridden before, places I have yet to see. A formatted memory card and a fully charged battery in the camera—this one is easy on the batteries so I don’t stress much about not finding a spare. And a Strava challenge I’d like … Continue reading The sky above, the road below
The mountain, in its native language, is called Gullfjellet. Without knowing the back story, directly translated it would be Gold Mountain, nothing less. I do seem to recall something about how the original meaning of Gull in this context isn’t gold but that’s as far as I recall I’m afraid. For the lack of the … Continue reading Crossing Gold mountain
Oh, old hardtail. The one that’s been abused all year long, in rain, snow, salt, whatever the conditions, and received considerably less than the minimal required maintenance. And as a result its moving parts aren’t so inclined to move anymore. Guess it’s either to toss it, or do something about it. I’ve had this hardtail … Continue reading New old thing
Cycling the Tippetue track, it’s where this ride began and ended, isn’t excactly allowed. So I tend to walk the bike here, at least on the way up. It does happen though, occasionally, that I ride it on the way down but—and I know this isn’t a valid excuse—only if I’m very tired. I do … Continue reading Carry that thing
The distance between home and work isn’t great, far from it. Nevertheless, the short commute does offer some nice views every now and then. Continue reading Commute sightseeings
Mom: Where are you going?
Mom: But we are home. Continue reading Where are you going?