trollheim triangle, norway 2020
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2020 2:52 am
hey all!
i came on today cause this morning i saw a pic from my trip to norway in march and it reminded me i never posted a trip report. thanks to the norwegian here contingent for giving me some good tips and places to start in exploring that awesome place.
sooooo....where to begin....
i flew into to trondheim in the morning on a saturday. nice and sunny, and cold and snowy! i remember noting so many people carrying ski bags at the airport. anyways, i caught the train into town easy enough, and got off at trondheim central station to do some shopping. maybe a half hour trip from airport to the city. i needed food for the trip, ski wax, and perhaps most importantly, a map. and i had about 2 hours to catch my connecting train...it was gonna be close. got the wax first as there were a couple sports/ski shops in town of course. that was easy. the map was a bit harder, and i finally found a camping/outdoors shop that had one. the girl working there was so nice, and she had to really dig into their reserves to find the one map they had of the trollheim triangle. i also picked up a camping spoon since i forgot mine at home.
i'm sure they are used to it there, but i felt pretty dum with a ton of gear and my skis walking through the grocery store! it was a humbling experience, and i may have knocked a few things off shelves by accident. thankfully no broken glass. anyways, all provisioned i walked back to the train station to wait for a little bit.
my airbnb host was a dude named sebastian, and to say that he is awesome would be an understatement. before i arrived in norway, he picked up the hut key i needed from the tourist center since he knew the people, and i didn't have to even put down the deposit like normal. then, he drove 80km one way to pick me up from the station closest to oppdal where he lives. being a saturday, that was the closest i could get by train, so he was nice enough to pick me up. i got off and waited in the dark for about 10 minutes and then he showed up. beautiful! then on the drive to his place i saw the only arctic fox i've seen in my life! ran in the road in front of us and he also noted what a rare sighting it was. but yeah, sebastian is awesome and we are now sortr of friends and i plan on staying in his places again in the future. i recommend looking him up on airbnb if your going near oppdal!
so i have his place all to myself for the night. got the woodstove fired up, grabbed a beer, and started my shakedown and final packing for the ski. the plan was sebastian was going to pick me up in the morning and drive me the 10k to the official trailhead at a local groomed ski area. however, that night it snowed like crazy and he had to spend the morning plowing. so, i got up and left early since i now had 10 k extra to ski that day. there was supposed to be a trail not far from his house that would take me to the official trailhead, but i couldn't find it so eneded up ski/walking up to the ski area.
i finally made it to the ski area to catch the trail. first i took a break in the hut and had some coffee and a muffin and wamed up. the trail out to the first night's hut didn't look too bad on the map. mostly flat on the edges of a lake.
of course i got turned around in the groomers near the resort hut, so i put on another 5 k or so doing circles until i just decided to take a bearing and head cross country to find the trail. all in all i put on about 30k that first day and i was totally exhausted. saw a dozen or so people ski jouring on the trail in, but they slowly tapered off until i was alone. beautiful day of skiing really, but tiring. there was a young couple practicing their turns on a little hill next to the hut when i got there. i thought i might have company for the night, but they were just leaving. she was doing her masters in outdoor rec, and was working with the association to update and revamp some of the huts in the area. she suggested coming back in 5 years and they should be even better than they are!
had a nice candle lit dinner alone each night. the huts were so amazingly nice. stocked with lots of wood, pots and pans, and blankets. everything one could ask for really. the second hut also had a fully stocked food pantry and i kicked myself for carrying so much food! oh well, better safe than sorry...
the second day of actual skiing started out so nice. beautiful sunny morning, i had around 25k into the mountians. basically straight north through a couple connected valleys with only one saddle to crest. not too shabby on paper. i decided to go counter clockwise around the triangle, and try to avoid a steeper climb and traverse to the westernmost hut. just to get my legs under me, so to speak. anyways, halfway thru that great day things started to get a bit harry. i had found a real old set of ski tracks that i assumed was going where i wanted since they followed my "trail". but, by early afternoon the half decomposed trail i was following was completely gone and it was apparent i was off course. the peaks were not lining up like they should have, and i came upon an unexpected steep escarpment. so, after another extra 5 k and climbing up the tallest peak near me, i finally found my corect route again and was back on track. only now, the weather was turning and it looked like a pretty good snow storm was heading in from the northwest. by this point i was exhausted and getting a bit nervous about being in a storm and not being exactly sure precisely where i was. so all picture taking stopped and i just slogged through to find the hut.
i came on today cause this morning i saw a pic from my trip to norway in march and it reminded me i never posted a trip report. thanks to the norwegian here contingent for giving me some good tips and places to start in exploring that awesome place.
sooooo....where to begin....
i flew into to trondheim in the morning on a saturday. nice and sunny, and cold and snowy! i remember noting so many people carrying ski bags at the airport. anyways, i caught the train into town easy enough, and got off at trondheim central station to do some shopping. maybe a half hour trip from airport to the city. i needed food for the trip, ski wax, and perhaps most importantly, a map. and i had about 2 hours to catch my connecting train...it was gonna be close. got the wax first as there were a couple sports/ski shops in town of course. that was easy. the map was a bit harder, and i finally found a camping/outdoors shop that had one. the girl working there was so nice, and she had to really dig into their reserves to find the one map they had of the trollheim triangle. i also picked up a camping spoon since i forgot mine at home.
i'm sure they are used to it there, but i felt pretty dum with a ton of gear and my skis walking through the grocery store! it was a humbling experience, and i may have knocked a few things off shelves by accident. thankfully no broken glass. anyways, all provisioned i walked back to the train station to wait for a little bit.
my airbnb host was a dude named sebastian, and to say that he is awesome would be an understatement. before i arrived in norway, he picked up the hut key i needed from the tourist center since he knew the people, and i didn't have to even put down the deposit like normal. then, he drove 80km one way to pick me up from the station closest to oppdal where he lives. being a saturday, that was the closest i could get by train, so he was nice enough to pick me up. i got off and waited in the dark for about 10 minutes and then he showed up. beautiful! then on the drive to his place i saw the only arctic fox i've seen in my life! ran in the road in front of us and he also noted what a rare sighting it was. but yeah, sebastian is awesome and we are now sortr of friends and i plan on staying in his places again in the future. i recommend looking him up on airbnb if your going near oppdal!
so i have his place all to myself for the night. got the woodstove fired up, grabbed a beer, and started my shakedown and final packing for the ski. the plan was sebastian was going to pick me up in the morning and drive me the 10k to the official trailhead at a local groomed ski area. however, that night it snowed like crazy and he had to spend the morning plowing. so, i got up and left early since i now had 10 k extra to ski that day. there was supposed to be a trail not far from his house that would take me to the official trailhead, but i couldn't find it so eneded up ski/walking up to the ski area.
i finally made it to the ski area to catch the trail. first i took a break in the hut and had some coffee and a muffin and wamed up. the trail out to the first night's hut didn't look too bad on the map. mostly flat on the edges of a lake.
of course i got turned around in the groomers near the resort hut, so i put on another 5 k or so doing circles until i just decided to take a bearing and head cross country to find the trail. all in all i put on about 30k that first day and i was totally exhausted. saw a dozen or so people ski jouring on the trail in, but they slowly tapered off until i was alone. beautiful day of skiing really, but tiring. there was a young couple practicing their turns on a little hill next to the hut when i got there. i thought i might have company for the night, but they were just leaving. she was doing her masters in outdoor rec, and was working with the association to update and revamp some of the huts in the area. she suggested coming back in 5 years and they should be even better than they are!
had a nice candle lit dinner alone each night. the huts were so amazingly nice. stocked with lots of wood, pots and pans, and blankets. everything one could ask for really. the second hut also had a fully stocked food pantry and i kicked myself for carrying so much food! oh well, better safe than sorry...
the second day of actual skiing started out so nice. beautiful sunny morning, i had around 25k into the mountians. basically straight north through a couple connected valleys with only one saddle to crest. not too shabby on paper. i decided to go counter clockwise around the triangle, and try to avoid a steeper climb and traverse to the westernmost hut. just to get my legs under me, so to speak. anyways, halfway thru that great day things started to get a bit harry. i had found a real old set of ski tracks that i assumed was going where i wanted since they followed my "trail". but, by early afternoon the half decomposed trail i was following was completely gone and it was apparent i was off course. the peaks were not lining up like they should have, and i came upon an unexpected steep escarpment. so, after another extra 5 k and climbing up the tallest peak near me, i finally found my corect route again and was back on track. only now, the weather was turning and it looked like a pretty good snow storm was heading in from the northwest. by this point i was exhausted and getting a bit nervous about being in a storm and not being exactly sure precisely where i was. so all picture taking stopped and i just slogged through to find the hut.