Day 2 - Åndalsnes
Yesterday I let the train take the strain. Today, it was my turn to take the strain. The train journeys I'd booked on this trip took 3 days to do if you want to travel during the day. However I planned to also have a “day off” from trains to explore one of the towns I planned to stop in on the way (Åndalsnes, Trondheim and Bodø). I've been to Trondheim before and had heard that Bodø itself is not that pretty (though the scenery around it is), and so opted to spend two nights in Åndalsnes in order to allow some time to explore the town and it's surroundings over a full day.
Sadly, when I awoke the next morning the weather was raining and this was forecast to continue for the entire today. Not ideal conditions to explore.
Åndalsnes seems to be a bit of a ski resort in winter and a popular area for walking and mountaineering in the summer, but I had come in the autumn, which seems to be the low season.
I first headed into the town centre to see what that had to offer. Down by the Romsdalsfjord there is a lovely view over the Fjord (though I was to see it nearer it's best the following morning). I think boat trips depart from here in the summer and I gather cruise ships also often call - I was glad none were in port today as the number of people would likely over-crowd a small town like this.
There was also a mountaineering centre in a striking building.
By the Fjord is also the station and this has an unusual feature, which I've not seen elsewhere - a chapel in an old railway carriage.
Sadly it was locked, so I was unable to look inside.
Whilst in the town, one thing I had wanted to do was go on a walk, it is my preferred way of exploring the beautiful countryside in Norway. From my research there are two recommended routes in the town and I had hoped to do both of them on this day. However the longer of the two routes, Romsdalseggen, requires a short bus ride out of the town (you then walk back). However the bus normally only runs to the end of September so I was not sure if this was possible. Sure enough, at the tourist information centre (also in the railway station) a sign confirmed the bus had stopped running about 2 weeks ago, due to conditions at the top of the mountains (snow, presumably), and would not resume until the following year.
So I'd only be able to do the other route, Rampestreken, instead. This started just a few minutes walk from my hotel. The route starts out through woodland, which was handy because it sheltered me a bit from the rain. Starting near sea level I'd have to climb over 500 metres to the view point at the top, so I knew this was going to be hard work.
Initially the path was a long a metal slope that has been built over the top of the original stepped path.
However soon this gave way to a rough path over numerous tree routes. Some gaps in the trees provided fine views over the town, mountains, the Rauma valley and the Fjord. However the rain meant these were somewhat misty.
A roofed wooden shelter was provided part way up, with a bench in side where I stopped for a snack and a rest before continuing. These seem quite common in the countryside in Norway and are very welcome!
The climb was relentless and soon the steeply sloping path through the trees routes gave way to steep stone steps cut into the rock. I believe this route was partly rebuilt by Sherpas a few years ago.
The walk was well signed, with regular signposts and red and white stripes painted onto trees and rocks to guide the way.
In places there were gaps through the trees and I could see that the view was getting better and better as I gained height.
At places, hand rails and chains had been provided to help you stay safe. After a little over an hour I reached the view point. Here a little walkway (a bit like a diving board, but with fences around it) has been constructed to overhang the mountain, with a metal mesh floor, so you can look straight down to the valley below. At this point, it is about 500 metres above sea level.
I was pleased that the rain and mist had not entirely obscured the view, even if I was not seeing it at it's best.
At the view point I was pleasantly surprised to find the steps continued up (I thought it was the end). How far I wasn't sure, but having come so high I wasn't in a rush to head back down straight away, so I took these steps. Soon I was aware the rain around me felt a little difference and realised that the rain had now turned to sleet.
A little further up and I had now gained enough height the rain was turning to snow. This was a mixed blessing. In one way it meant I tended to get less wet (a lot of the snow just falls off you) but it also made it more likely to slip and also colder. Looking around there was a very obvious snow line, which I had now reached.
I continued now in a thin layer of snow and mine where the only footprints on the steps. As I gained height it began to open up, with snow capped mountains ahead of me, and the snow became a little deeper. At the very top I had reached the summit of Nesaksla. Here a stone shelter was provided.
It is possible to sleep in here (there was a mattress inside, though it had got a little damp at one end) and it would be quite cosy in there with suitable bedding I Imagine.
As I was up the top of the mountain the snow stopped, clearing the view below and giving me the most stunning view of the Rauma valley and the mountains around it.
I could also look down to the town and to the Fjord beyond.
A stunning view and I felt lucky to see it now the mist had cleared and with a fresh snow, giving a very visible snow line.
Exploring the top a little more, there was now snow all around. I did consider trying a bit of a circular walk, but I only had the leaflet with me I picked up at the tourist information centre. The snow was now covering the sign posts and markers (the route is marked regularly with red paint on stones and trees), and I wasn't really equipped for the conditions.
This meant it would be easy to get lost, and that could be dangerous in such conditions. Not wanting to get into danger I stopped to enjoy the view again and then began the descent back down.
The path was a little more slippery and I only met one family coming up (who had set out once the snow stopped). The descent took less time than the ascent, but is tough on the knees.
As I neared the bottom, the rain resumed. Having enjoyed the mountain walk I decided to head back to the Fjord and follow a bit of the coast to the beach beside the fjord. I soon found this, it was a mixture of quite coarse sand and rock. It would be lovely on a nice day, but the wet and windy weather did not encourage me to linger.
Instead I decided to try walking beside some of the river but the rain, becoming increasingly heavy rather put me off. It was now late afternoon and so it would not be that long before it got dark. I decided to call it a day and return to the warmth and comfort of my hotel.
It had been a wonderful day with stunning views over the surrounding countryside. This is certainly somewhere I'd like to return too, though I hope in better weather! I did however get to see it in much better weather the following morning, before I left and it was also lovely weather for my trip back up the Rauma railway.