30 May 2013
It’s hard to believe, after the tough three months with all
that rain we had last year here in Norway, that we’ve had so many dreamy days
this year. First it was the 17th
of May parade in Oslo day, then it was the hike up to Pulpit Rock last week, and
today was yet again another incredible experience here in Storybook land. (I only say that when the sun is shining,
mind you.)
While Kaleb was doing his schoolwork today, Kory was
finishing up the bench he made inside the little trailer for Philadelphia
Church. I was busy making food to take
along on a hike I’ve been waiting to take for a very long time.
We’ve been up the mountain at Runde a few times in the past,
but we’ve never seen the puffins. It’s
the only place in all of Norway where they nest, and they are only here the
month of May. They will leave early if
the fish they eat leave the area –even if that means they abandon their nests
and leave their young behind to die.
So, we’ve tried many times this year to get someone to go
with us to Runde as it’s way more fun to hike with friends when a long drive is
involved, but things didn’t work out with either timing or weather. Looking at the weather forecast for the
weekend, I realized today was the day we must do it so we asked cousin Bjørn and his family
yesterday if they wanted to join us once the twins got out of school – and they
agreed! Woo hoo. It was hard to believe they’ve lived here
their entire lives and have never gone out there.
It’s about an hour and a half drive to get to the island we
can see from Aalesund but with the ferry crossing, lots of one lane bridges and
a few tunnels, it takes a while to get there.
The bridges are more than freaky as they look like the back of a big
dinosaur and just one lane wide. If
another car is coming, there is a wide spot at the top of the bridge where one
of the cars must wait for the other to pass.
Glad I wasn’t driving as there were three of them to go over. Yikes.
The weather couldn’t have been better and the visibility was
incredible. They’ve made some
improvements to the trail since we were there four years ago… the first part of
the trail is even paved! It’s a very
popular place to hike, obviously, as that’s the first paved trail I’ve seen.
The ascent is incredibly steep at first so it takes a while
to get up on top, but once up there, the trail and terrain are very
friendly. The southern side of the
island is nearly a straight drop off into the sea below, but because the rocks
on the island are so crumbly, they have made for nice little nooks and crannies
here and there for the birds, but they also make for a bit of danger if one
gets too close to the edge.
On the western edge of the mountain is where the seagulls
hang out and make their nests, but a little further east from there is puffin
territory. There are actually several
types of sea birds mixed in the bunch as well, but the puffins definitely
dominate the place.
Since their babies and eggs are tucked safely behind rocks
and are not accessible or threatened by any other birds, the puffins are gone
all day fishing in the sea. They start
coming back around seven at night, but between eight and ten at night they
swarm in. They fly like bats and land
like they don’t know what they are doing.
Standing up on the cliff face looking down into the waters
below wasn’t my favorite thing to do but the birds made me do it. They swarmed like mosquitoes in the hollows
of the cliff. It was so fun when they’d
fly right overhead and land on the cliff face behind us or come right in to the
cliff face beneath us and disappear like magic.
I could have stayed there for hours and watched them, but we had
bedtimes to deal with and ferries that only ran once an hour in the evening, so
we had to depart. I’m anxious to go back
though. It was magical.
When we were nearly back down to the bottom of the mountain,
one of the twins realized he’d left his jacket up on the rock where we’d
stopped for coffee up on top. His dad,
who was wearing boat shoes because one of his hiking shoes fell out of the back
of the car in the driveway and he didn’t realize it, ran back up the mountain
and back down in about 15 minutes. He
was soaking wet from sweat, but he was motivated to catch the 9:30 ferry and
not have to sit in the car with three kids so late at night waiting another
hour for the next one. The blisters on
his feet will remind him for a few days of the wonderful workout he got
today. I feel like I got a workout too,
but I just walked up and back down. Oi.
