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NORWAY | Sunday, 27 July 2008 | Views [706] | Comments [1]


I’ve been on the Olympic bobsled run at Lillehammer. Granted it was not exactly icy at the time and our bobsled had wheels but I don’t care it was brilliant!


As we travelled further north from Oslo we stopped at Lillehammer to have a go on the famous track. I was in the second last group to go so I got to watch nearly everyone else go down whilst privately getting a trifle nervous. It was worth the wait! We ended up getting the fastest time of the day! – Which I must admit had something to do with the 5 guys who pushed us off at a crazy pace rather than our skill as bobsledders! So thanks boys! One important piece of advice I do have for all future female bobsledders is this- WEAR A DECENT BRA! It’s so damn bumpy my boobs hurt a lot by the time we got to the bottom. I suppose it isn’t one of those things that you think about before getting in but I certainly thought about it afterwards! OW!


After that excitement we headed further north to Andalsnes. About this all I can say is that Norway is the most breathtaking, beautiful, unbelievable, wonderful place ever. Because of the time of year that I was there all of the snow was melting, but there was still quite a lot of it about. The snow that had melted had become beautiful towering waterfalls coming off the gorgeous mountains that surrounded us on both sides. There was lovely icy cold looking rivers running along the edge of the road, greener than green grass than could be seen due to the spring thaw. People talk about picture postcard scenery. All I can say is that this was 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times better than any postcard I have ever seen. And that not one picture I managed to take came even close to doing it justice.


When we finally reached the campsite it didn’t disappoint either. Gorgeous cabins right on a lovely river surrounded by mountains and waterfalls. Brilliant.


That night saw the opening of our viking Olympics. My team, called the Pheasant Pluckers (named by me- thankyou Terry Pratchett), did a lovely interpretation of the changing of the guards which earned us a very admirable equal last place. I didn’t think we were that bad!


Tomorrow we go searching for trolls in the famous trolls pass.

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Must be a bit like riding in the backseat of the ute over a rough road. Brings back a few memories.

  dad Aug 3, 2008 12:24 PM

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