Leonie, Timo, and I went for a wander up Hundstein (2157 m) near Säntis in the Alpstein massif.
This is what it looked like…
Above left: We went for a walk with Timo around the Säntis area (Alpstein Massif) in Switzerland. Above middle: There were lakes and whatnot. Above right: We ended up heading up to Hundstein.
Above left: The views were nice. Above middle: Although scrambly in one part it was quite do-able. We ascended from the Fälensee which is easier than the route up from Widderalp saddle. Above right: Slog, slog, slog.
Above: Proof that we made it to the top.
It took about 8.5 hours from car-to-car with a stop at a hut for a drink.
Above: Here’s a map showing our route.
We crawled out of our tent and got ready. It was cold in the valley but once we crossed the river and climbed a little we reached the sun. It was a perfect weather day. Even more perfect than yesterday. We headed up to Galdhøpiggen, the highest peak in Norway (and not at all technical) with a large horde of other tourists. Most were very slow so we passed them.
The view from the summit was very nice. Steep cliffs and glaciers. We ate our Lom bread further down and arrived back down at the car park 6 hours after we started. After packing up our tent we had a delicious descent back down the gravel road to the main road. It was probably the most enjoyable riding of the whole trip. Lots of rolling, nice and warm, great scenery.
We rode back into town arriving after the bakery had closed but luckily one of the women closing the til out the front let us in and I came back out with two loaves of fruit and nut. Victory a second time.
We camped down by the lake in Lom in the evening and did battle with the mosquitos.
Above left: We headed up to Galdhøpiggen with the hordes of tourists doing the same. It took about 3 hours to the top at what was a fairly easy pace for us. Above middle: The views from the summit were nice. There is quite a drop from the summit to the glaciers below on one side. The route that we followed was not at all technical though. Above right: We headed back down to Lom from Spiterstulen after climbing Galdhøpiggen. The descent was nice. The gravel road was mostly smooth with a few potholes to make things a bit more interesting.
Above: We found a spot down by the river just outside of Lom to camp for the evening.
We hurried off to the bakery in the morning only to find that we had been foiled again. The fruit and nut bread would not be ready until after lunch. Oh dear. We went to the tourist information and re-planned the rest of our holiday around the bread. As you do.
We went for a walk for a couple of hours in the hills above Lom while the bakery baked. The weather was perfect, nice and warm, and not a cloud. The views of the surrounding hills were very nice.
We headed back to the bakery at 2 pm only to be told that the bread was now too warm to be sold. We gave up and bought an olive bread instead. As we were leaving I went in to reserve a loaf of fruit bread for tomorrow, but was surprised to find that they were now selling it. Norway mission accomplished!
We packed the bread and started riding up the valley in the sunshine on a quiet side road. We then turned onto the b55 and later headed up towards Spiterstulen. The plan was to spend the night there and do some walking the next day.
The road after leaving the b55 if gravel and ascends to about 1000 m. We took a break along the way and some nosey calves came to check us out. They took an unhealthy liking to our fruit bread and Leonie had to sacrifice some of our walnut bread to be able to lead them away while I frantically repacked.
We fluffed around looking for a camp site at the road end. There were a million other tourists and a little village of tents. We found a spot further down the river and cooked a curry and drank hot chocolate. Important things.
Above left: After failing a second time to get Lom fruit and nut bread we settled for walnut. Above right: We went for a walk into the hills while the bakery was baking our fruit and nut bread.
Above left: The views into the valley were nice. Above right: We hid our bikes around the back of this little shack before we went walking.
Above left: We took a break. Above right: Disaster! Three nosey calves tried to make off with our Lom fruit and nut bread and also showed unhealthy interest in my shoes and inner soles.
Above left: The road up to Spiterstulen was 18 km long and gravel but quite nice to ride. Above middle: It took us a while to cycle up to Spiterstulen and we arrived in the evening. Above right: There were a bunch of Rudolphs down by the river.
Above left: We spent quite some time fluffing around trying to find a place to camp. Above right: This is the view into the Jotunheimen National Park from Spiterstulen.
The sun was out by the time we left the hut and collected Craig at his tent down by one of the lakes. We went and checked out the Fieldfarehytta. It was a hut used in the war by three Norwegians to hide from the Germans. There would be no hiding today. It’s built against the cliff down by a lake and is hard to pick out if you don’t know it’s there.
We then headed away from the lakes following a winter route through the hills. We got a bit confused by the trails that weren’t marked on the map but managed to not get too lost. The last few hours were spent walking along the edge of a turquoise lake.
We reached the road in the evening a few kilometres away from where we started. We walked back to where we had camped in Billingen and Craig headed up the road to Grotli where he would catch the bus at midnight. I cycled back up the road and met him late in the evening to cook dinner before cycling back to our campsite and crawling into bed about midnight.
Above left: Not far away from Veltdalshytta was another hut down by the lake that was very small and had been used in the war to hide from the Germans. There was no hiding today as Leonie had a look at it too. Above middle: The sun was out and we took a winter route back out of the park. Above right: We managed not to get lost despite the route markers going off in a different direction.
Above: There were a number of very pretty lakes on the way out.
The weather was pretty average again so we fluffed around at the hut until 1 pm when it looked like there was a bit of a break in the rain. We walked to Veltdalshytta hut which turned out to be a 50 bunk mansion. The walk was nice except for the rain that returned. There was a nice view down to the lake during the descent to the hut.
Above: We found another hut that was more of a mansion in the mountains and certainly nicer than our flat.