As the summer holidays hit in, so did we hit the road. Not waiting for a day, coming from work at midnight and sitting in the bus to Vidda at 8 o'clock in the morning.
Crossing the beautiful Hardangerfjord yet again, we got off the bus in Sandvin, just a few kms after Odda. Annoying couple of 100s meters on the main road and climbing up, up, and up... The footpath starts by the Tjørni lake going very steep up through rough terrain for 600 altitude meters. The views over Sandvevatnet and Strondsfossen are breathtaking all the way up to Håvås. There came the first of the three bridges over the Stølselvi river.
Here we found a flat and dry spot for our tent and stayed over the night. Early morning we continued up throught the Sjausetedalen to Tverlii following an often disappearing footpath and crossing a handful of small rivers. Part of the footpath at the end of the valley was pretty steep and wet and the water in the rivers was veeery cold. I guess if it was any colder, it would freeze.. :)
Up, by a small like, we crossed the river once again and followed the path up on a small ridge through the highest point of our trip coming down over some snowfields to Vetlatjørn lake. Steep up again and there we were in front of the Kvanntjørnsbu mountain hut. The weather was beautiful and we were the only visitors.
Chose the best beds and made excellent dinner from beef stripes, mexican soup and rice. Tired and happy...
The next day, we decided just to relax in the hut and around taking short walks by the ice covered lake and doing some exploration of the area. The fishing permit I bough was for nothing, I could try to catch a snowman, though.. :) my fault... I must admit it was pretty annoying to walk through all the small trees and bushes with the everywhere getting stuck fishing rod coming from my backpack as an antenna... For the last time! This was the last drop for getting my Tenkara rod at last...
By now, the weather got pretty bad and we considered continuing to Mosdalsbu and Odda or just go back the same way as we came. Next morning, heavy rain and fog made a point to go back as we came having the 8 years old mountaineer in mind, we considered it an safer option. Went off early, around 7 o'clock. The rivers got a bit more crazy due to all the rain, and the boots and pants went off more often than before.
Soon enough, we were down in Håvås again. Here came the favorite part of the trip for our small mountaineer, because we met a horse. She loves all animals and dreams of becoming a vet we spent significant time talking to and clapping the really beautiful horse. Now came the last steep and slippery descent to Tjørnadalshaugen were we washed in the waterfall and hit the bus back to Bergen. Thank you Hardangervidda for a beautiful weekend!
I must express my admiration to our 8 years old daughter Tereza who not only made the trip without any complains, but also carried her own sleeping bag, inflatable mattress, bladder with water and 2 teddy bears all the way up and down. Not mentioning being completely soaked for the last couple of hours. We are very proud of her!
Well done, Tereza!!!
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