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Travel in Norway - Oslo and Prekestolen

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Introduction

year rental programs I had, so I thought I would spend the month of August doing two or three days every now and then in various places, but in July I contact his friend "Giobart" (John Bartoli ) asked if I wanted to do a drive somewhere in Europe.
Norway thus became the destination for a trip of 15 days, mostly photographic background, of course.

Oslo and Prekestolen

I start traveling on the afternoon of Sunday, August 8 and reach John at his house, where he slowly begins to charge the car. At about 18 we start, we get over Switzerland, a piece of Austria and then began the endless Germany. We give the leadership changes at midnight and pull up to the first ferry in the early morning. Here we can relax for 40-50 minutes, during the journey by ship, then we take the car and walk along a stretch of Denmark to the second ferry, and then, once on land, along the direction of Sweden in Oslo.
We stopped an hour to eat and relax, we will continue.
arrive in the area around Oslo in mid-afternoon Monday, 9, here we begin to look a place to stay. Unfortunately, the budget I have available is very limited and the prices of Hytte (log cabins) in the first campsite we are asking are quite high. We decide to look for a hostel in Oslo, but even here prices are not exactly cheap, as well as to be a full house. At the end
take place in a tent camp near Oslo.
We would like to make us the dough, but we do not have pots, so we must again feed us with sandwiches and the like.
After dinner it's time to take some pictures at sunset.

Let's go back to the tent waiting the dark, just a little 'relaxation and then tried to photograph the lights of Oslo.

now When it's late and cool, we tucked into sleeping bags, set your alarm, ear plugs and we can sleep.

We wake up early in the morning, prepare a quick coffee, we remove everything, take a shower, we load our stuff into the car and we go to visit the city.
parked near the station, just take the photo backpacks and started shooting. Oslo frankly not impressed me much, only a city like many others, a bit 'modern and a bit' old. It has the royal villa worst I've ever seen, completely devoid of decorations and the structure of a rectangular block. The only things that are worth visiting, including the ones we shot, are the work, which is a modern and unique, and the statute of Vigeland Park, where there are lots of statues of men (women, children, males, the elderly) and naked in strange poses, which should represent the various states of the human soul. Very nice to the obelisk and the whole park in general.
By mid-afternoon we saw the main things that interest us, then we leave the city and continue towards Prekestolen, scored as the best viewpoint in the world.
un'Ikea \u200b\u200bAlong the way there and we decide to stop to take some cooking pots, we find a great offer and buy 3 pots (one large, one medium and a pot) for about 10 €.
After this brief stop off again and we start looking for a cheap camping along the route. Fortunately, the camp of Oslo we are equipped with a free guide really useful and well done, which contains many scattered all over the head to Norway with a rather large map (which was also useful to check the road) on which the number of search camping and a magazine where you can view detailed descriptions on the structures, the presence or absence of certain facilities (such as showers, cooking, etc..), a graphical evaluation of the overall quality and, absolutely crucial and most interesting, the prices! This guide has been a real boon and faithfully accompanied us throughout our journey.
We camp along the way and then finally we can cook a large pot of pasta and eat something decent. In the evening the sky is overcast, so let's forget the photos, we relax a bit 'and then we get to sleep. At night I wake up and hear the sound of rain on the tent, I hope it stops and closes his eyes. Unfortunately it is not, and when the alarm is triggered, the sound of the drops occurs. We put on our raincoats and seek to dismantle the tent as quickly as possible, then give us a system in the bathrooms and we're off.
Along the way the rain comes and goes, but the sky is essentially covered throughout the morning. The views offered by the fjords are very beautiful, it is worth stopping to photograph every five minutes.
When it comes to leadership changes, we take advantage for some quick souvenir photo, between the wind and pioggierella end, then we put ourselves in the street.
Prekestolen arrive in the area in the early afternoon and we go by car to the area where the path starts. The parking fee is of course the cost of the hostel and this is too much for me, though I'd try a nice comfortable bed and the tent must dry.
then go down a few miles to a campsite a little further down, where some sunburst helps us making the tent to dry quickly enough and the fabric.
Our plan is to ascend to the viewing point for sunset, and then, at the end of camp, we just have to wait for hours to begin a journey.
decide to avoid paying parking going up to the point of departure on foot, scored with a navigation that is only 4 km and 40 minutes away on foot more.
While we wait to leave, we read the brochure of the camp that there is an alternative to the paved road that leads to the same point, which is supposed to cut a piece. In
description are told that the trail is a bit 'tight and sometimes wet, and you need a good physical condition, auks we look at each other and we opt for that path.
which seem!
After 20 minutes of paved road and a piece of the trail in good condition, the route starts to become "too" close, doable yes, but with a brush cutter!
Somehow we make way through the invading vegetation, but the worst is yet to come!
Later we discover that the path "wet" is really a unique mud, it would take the boots to go with no problems.
journey so with difficulty, looking for points where you can spend less muddy, but it is really an and dirty is inevitable. When I make a false move and I feel his foot sink into the shoe to the middle thinking, "There he is!", Then I look up and see before me John sinking up to mid-calf!
somehow manages to escape without letting the shoes, but the mud has obviously soiled shoes and socks. We stop just before a rigolo of water, where we try to clean our somewhat ': I have little to do, just a washed to the bottom of the boots and they are right, my partner has a lot to get instead. Let's continue our journey
cursing our choice!
After an hour and 40 minutes of walking, we arrived to the trail for Prekestolen: 2 hours ahead yet walk!
But now we are there at this point makes no sense to hold back. The path to the
Prekestolen is really absurd, like all the paths that I have seen in Norway and how many things are absurd in this country being famous tourist attraction, I was expecting an easy path, perhaps along steep and at times, but well maintained and easily passable, obviously my understanding of family tourism is quite different from the Scandinavian! The trail, as well as being long and quite steep in some places, has some very dangerous step, and I can not comprehend how people and families with small children not "athletic" and with normal shoes (I have even seen people with thongs and guys with All Stars) can reach the top.
Throughout the journey then, John and I often joke with exaggerations on Norvegiesi and standards. At about 19
Prekestolen finally arrive at, after a brief downpour of rain that forced us to wear raincoats.
The view is incredible, the weather conditions change quickly and the light, when the space between the clouds, is already interesting, then immediately started shooting.

between shots and other things we eat some sandwiches, some with a sausage is not too friendly to me and even haunted bag backpack with a smell that seemed anything but sausage. In the mouth however the taste is not so disgusting, luckily.
I still hold me to photograph the clouds tinged with red and purple, as seems to happen, but John wants to get off, then I'm happy to watch the last light on the journey.
The descent is much faster and arrive at the campsite (this time via the paved road) well before that we thought, we take a well deserved shower and then collapsed into our sleeping bags.

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Group Bernina

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the morning of July 21 I start traveling with friend Raf (Raffaele De Marinis ) a person who has great experience of high mountains and beyond. Our program is a 3 days on the Bernina and me an opportunity to learn about the environment of high mountains and subcutaneous (since the tour includes a section on the glacier with crampons and use of a section of railway with harness ), as well as to take pictures, of course.

We get on the road mid-morning, the traffic flows slow enough for almost all the way, we stop them shopping at a supermarket parking lot and once you reach the point of departure, eat some sandwiches on the fly and immediately begin to climb.
about 13:30 am when we walk and despite the altitude and the overcast sky, the heat is felt, particularly in light of our heavy backpacks.
The course is not overly strenuous climb steadily without tearing excessive, but the heat and weight make us sweat a lot.
After an hour and a half we are in the middle, a light rain forced us to wear a cape, but time to get to the shelter and Carate Brianza and has already stopped.
leave out to dry coats and enter for a biretta, then reload the backpacks and we resume the climb. The last stretch is quieter, the shelter is just an effort to go beyond the top and then there's a long stretch almost flat before the final ascent to reach the refuge Marinelli, where to stay. Before beginning the final ascent, however, we stopped near a small lake is still partially frozen for a few shots. The light is bad but the place has good ideas.

At the retreat we rest a bit 'on the benches outside, then enter and settle our affairs.
At about 19:30 we have dinner, then immediately take the camera equipment and go out to the sunset. Surprisingly, there are other people, including young boys, who seem passionate photography, all ready with the camera for the sunset, although we are reminded that only two we brought up the tripod. La luz / sky is not evil, that is against the backlight and the scenery is fascinating, I have not brought the filters (more weight), so I have to use double exposures.

After the light falls, set your alarm for safety and we lie in bed for a little 'rest, waiting for nightfall in order to photographing the stars. Do not fall asleep, but a little 'relaxation never hurts, especially my shoulders aching from the weight of the backpack, I wonder why always too full, my ... When darkness fell
seems to go out to see the situation. The sky is partly cloudy, but this is little compared to the almost full moon (which we had not calculated) that prevents its brightness almost all the good star.
However the atmosphere is special, then I feel, however, some photos, before we sleep.

Now, our program provided a wake-up well before dawn, about an hour's walk to get to a vantage point and catch the first light of day, then un'attraversata glacier and a section of railway to reach even higher and the hut Marco Rosa, where to stay before you get back on the way to return the machine. The previous evening, however, talking with managers Marinelli, we learn that the section we want to do in the morning, is still covered with snow, so, as well as provide a longer journey, it also presents more difficulties and dangers, especially in the dark with only the headlight, in addition the forecast for the third day does not bode well, and those shares that may have problems down the hill to the car.
We decide to wake up a little 'later in the morning and avoid the climb to another shelter, cutting a de facto part of the journey and a shortening of the days out.

Early in the morning we get up, have breakfast, we load our stuff and we start.
take a path that leads us on to Marinelli, along which are just the snow, but with a little 'attention to the steps going up without any problems. Then leave backpacks, taking only the camera, and we climb up a small peak, where there is a beautiful 360 ° view for some photos of the area.

Then we go down, we take the backpacks and head towards the glacier.
Instead of going where we went, we decided to go the other side, then doing a sort of round trip (to go and then a stretch of the glacier, which otherwise would not have done).
Shortly before we stop, put on crampons, ice axes prey in hand and begin to walk on ice. It 's a strange feeling, being on a surface so slippery and walk normally! I thought that the use of crampons would lead to a heavier hand to grip with the tips in the ice, instead Raf tells me that you just keep a normal pace, just a little 'wider legs to prevent spikes getting caught with their pants.
The scenery is really nice, with the glacier that has a number of holes and dunes of snow, and almost seems unreal to be in a place like this in T-shirt with short sleeves!
Unfortunately the camera is hidden in the depths of my backpack, while the RAF take to screw in a convenient purse, so you always have on hand, so I ask him to take a photo.

(Photo by Raffaele de Marinis, all copyrights are his)

After the sudden we find ourselves in a very rocky from which it has a nice view of a very rugged piece of glacier.
We took off our crampons and some photos, a moment of rest where they take the opportunity to eat chocolate and then try the exact point where the path to go down, which is not really well marked. Now there is a point
abbstanza difficult (an overhang of about 3 meters with no grips), then come with the rope dropped, we spend backpacks and shoes and then falls even Raffaele.
The following piece is on rocks and is quite sdruciolevole, so be careful where you put your feet on the edge and leads to a small pond. From here it runs along the entire shore and climbed to the highest point of the left bank, where you have a beautiful view of the valley adjacent Raf informs me that to be the remnant of a glacier that no longer exists. From here the trail is easy and fast to get to the shelter Bignami, where we stop for lunch, a couple of quick sandwiches and leave again.
Once in the valley remains to be traveling along the side of the lake Campomoro to get to the car. We split
: Raffaele stay where we arrived with backpacks, while I go without weights to get the car and then returned to take in order to avoid unnecessary fatigue.

I sincerely regret not having had the opportunity to try a railroad, however I am pleased with the experience gained and of course, the scenarios that I have pout admire. I will surely have other chances to make tracks, and while on the way back we speak of a climb to the summit of Mount Rosa. We'll see ...