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| Written by Jack Simpson | ||
| Thursday, 26 June 2008 14:06 | ||
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We met up in North Shields to get on the ferry for a 7:30 pm sailing. Unfortunately we found out the boat was in dry dock having a new stabiliser fitted and so was rescheduled to sail at 6.00am.Well, nothing else for it but to get on the ship, get ripped off in the bar and sleep. Many hours later we had hot dogs for lunch and a massive buffet free of charge!
After about thirty hours we got off the ferry at
We were very excited and not sure where to start. Spoilt for choice we set off up the Mar valley looking for wet steep stuff. The lower section looked good for a warm up, but Josh and I felt differently and wanted to go big and go for the HOMERUN. This is on the middle of the Mar and is a legendary section of water. We started with typical Norwegian slides and ledges, after 100m we were straight on the drops. No hassle. I went off the first drop with Josh following close behind. I was really unstable midflight but landed well, Josh was similar but came out well. The second drop was as sweet as a nut. Within another 100m we were on top of a big mother hubbard which made for a tricky lead-in for the following hard drop. Josh got fired up, put his brain in a box and was off, beautifully clean and sweet. Much whooping and cheering followed; I followed second and made it. An interesting first line made it scary for bank support! No dramas. Dan and Glyn left it for another day but did an awesome job of cheering us on.
Straight after the Homerun we did the lower Mar, a good grade 3 with a few G4 drops. A proper warm-up ending up in
We pitched camp close to the Homerun.
The following day we woke up after a long sleep and drove down the lake to the Skirva, the other easy run in the area! We got on and rumbled down with some spectacular gorge sections and hard drops. Getting off before the 15m slide was a good choice and we left it for a serious day. The Skirva also finishes in the lake and more spectacular views followed as we got off the river.
With the warm-up over we let the fun begin. Austigbydai is the queen of Telemark, according to the guide book. We woke all fired up and headed off to the mighty Spanemfossen.
Glyn shook off his cobwebs and went big as did Josh and I. A good lead-in then woomph off an 8m drop. If this was in the U.K it would be a tourist attraction with a car park. To the Norwegians it’s just another drop and no one really bats an eyelid.
After an hour of spam, we headed down the
To finish this section Josh ran a slick double combo, styling it up with an aerial loop probably some of the best boating we had all seen, videos included, mad! That evening we settled down by the camp fire and decided our next plan of action.
After a lazy get-up we went to look at the legendary Project 2000. This is the equivalent of the Swale on steroids and much tighter. Fortunately water levels were not right so we went back to the Homerun to hone our flying technique.
Another river that flows in to the top of the The start of the Goyst is way up the valley where it is only a few metres wide. We scrambled down the valley side to the river, putting on next to some snow! The river quickly descends and widens as it goes. It is mainly rock drop and rapids slowly picking up and getting spicier. It got very interesting very quickly and we dropped round the corner to see a horizon line, quickly hopping out to have a look. If in doubt, look is a good rule in
The rest of the river followed on a similar style. There was a nasty looking drop under a bridge that we portaged; it probably runs at higher levels! After this was a double combo. Josh and I did our respective lines, each proving to be interesting but OK. Glyn came in to the top drop and capsized on the eddy line with 5 meters to spare before the main event. Three attempts later he rolled with a sigh of relief and he ran the next drop with ease, making it look better than the rest of us did.
Another quick portage round a small ugly hole and gorge and we carried on. The river picked up rapidly and gave us a good fun paddle down to bum rush falls. At this point we got off and left the falls for another day and retired for tea and medals. Saturday and another late get up. To our astonishment suddenly there were people in town and a hum of activity came from the village. Back to the Goyst, to where we got off, and to At this point the Goyst squeezes through a 2m wide gap then skids down 20 metres of granite, stopping with a big hole immediately followed by a drop and another hole! It is aptly named
We had an early night and slept well in preparation for a long drive and paddle on the Skogsaa. This runs just south of the Gaustatoppen; after an hour and a half drive we were there. Straight away you were into a drop quickly followed by another drop that slammed on to rocks. We all ran the top drop and portaged the nasty one! The river descended nicely with drops and slides spicing it up, some must make moves kept us on our toes. Soon we were upon the gorge. The entrance was an unrunnable drop complete with trees. Josh and I felt at home so decided to portage the drop but to do the gorge. Dan’s boat at this point was so shagged, bent from the Clough back home and split from the Goyst that he decided to get off and walk to the car. Glyn’s body was in the same shape as Dan’s boat so he walked off too. Josh and I gathered ourselves and entered the gorge. This was some of the best seat of your pants grade 4 paddling I have ever done; it didn’t stop for a good mile, maybe more. Every time we broke out into an eddy we were giggling and panting. At one point I dropped through a chute and into a hole with Josh right behind me. I did a stern squirt and a big recovery. I turned round just as Josh rolled. We were both sweating and relieved it wasn’t a bigger hole and we carried on. The gorge opened out to show us a huge horrible looking slide, we both promptly reccied to find the get-out at the bottom of a big 15m slide, with an awkward looking portage. We decided it would be easier to run it, Josh first and I second. The pair of us got off knackered and smiling. Dan and Glyn watched us do the big slide and had a beer each waiting for us at the van.
For the remaining three days we played on Glyn did one of his legendary Glyn lines off the first drop on the Homerun, struggling to roll before the second drop. He came up just in time to plunge down the guts of the second drop. I stopped giggling and started frantically waving to josh in the eddy. We couldn’t do a thing but watch eventually he washed out and swam to the side his boat following him. His paddle however decided to do the rest on its own! We recovered everything, and walked back to camp with our tails between our legs. We bumped in to two other Brit paddlers, one called Ed and the other Jim. We saw them on
Paddling finished we packed up and headed for home; the ferry was in full working order this time so it was a much easier journey. Once back in the U.K I have been caught up in the rush of life which is why it has taken me so long to write this. I think we managed to do the two weeks for £600 each, including diesel, the ferry from hell, insurance, beer, food and anything we spent over there. Not too bad really.
The Cheers to Dan, Glyn, and Josh for helping me have a great time. Blimey
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![]() written by Shorty, June 30, 2008
Nice article Jack well written nice photos looks like a great trip
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written by daveb, July 01, 2008
Thanks Jack, I really enjoyed reading that.. I'm off to Norway in a couple of weeks and the butterflies have just started flapping! .. Can't wait, even if those big drops will make me cry like a little girl!
There's a spare seat in the car if anyone is interested. Dave report abuse
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