tsiklonaut
Pack Dog
The goal was clear: to fill our gap to see the Scandinavia which is the only part in Europe we haven't seen, but to stay off from the mainstream tourist sheet, to search alternative ways and to see the real life off from capitalist stuff, like hotels, commercial attractions, restaurants, gathering places etc., to adVenture.
First wild camp near to Paldiski, North-Estonia aside the Baltic Sea.
Sunset.
Ferry to Sweden.
Sweden in the horizon.
Scissors near to Kapellsk�¤r.
Second wild camping in the Sweden's forest.
We much preferred the small gravel roads in Norway over the main overcrowded (and mostly boring scenery) roads.
One of the many dead end gravel roads we encountered. Most of them weren't marked on the two high-res maps we had.
The "secret road" to Lillehammer, Norway.
Kariina's discovering the nature of a high altitude plateau...
Third wild camping, near to the Peer Gynt (gravel) road.
Village church in the mountains.
Plateau and one of the few houses you can find on the vast area of emptiness. Most of them have grass-roofs.
Got to be careful with these fellows when enjoying high speed gravel riding.
Norwegian mountains
Taking a pic
Crossing another higher altitude plateau, lovely scenery and fantastic GSin' roads.
When you this over the road against the fjord, then it means rain... a lot.
Time for another self made hot meal when the rain stopped for a few minutes.
Norwegian boat.
Mountains of fjords, dunno what they exacly are.
The bad weather we had to cope with for 4 days.
Drama and weather scandal in the horizon...
Lofoten islands.
The end of Lofoten road, a place called "A". In the rain suits, cold and bored .
Nussfjord fishermen village.
A small chep cabin we stayed for two nights in hope the weather goes better. All hopes failed, we were off from Norway to Finland where the sky finally was clear...
Sixth wild camp in Lapland, had a snore competition with the local raindeer that slept near to us.
Finland, the thousand lakes land.
And that means blood sucking bugz, loads of them that you can't even eat without one getting into your mouth.
Another wild camping place in the North Finland forest. Fresh air, comfty bed on the soft moss, good self made food, only the sound of the loads of bugz and birds, that means heaven for me.
Gravel roads in Finland.
Another poor condition (=excellent scenery) road in Finland.
Our last wild camp in mid-Findland forest.
Typical Helsinki outfit.
Dome church in Helsinki
Ferry to Tallinn, then back home. The curious bloke on the pic is a german visiting Estonia on his old BMW K75. It turned out he's a doctorate degree physicist (it's hardcore hard to get it in the Germany), having PhD plans spinning in my head too we had a loads of things to chat with. Really nice chap.
6100kms overall. 13 days. Only 3 nights we stayed in official sleeping places, that includes 2 days in that same hut in Norway and 1 time official camping site. Only once we bough a "official" warm food, hot-dog it was , other than that: all the food prepared our own with our military purpose primus. Me trusty boxer consumed 0.5L of oil per that mileage. The best fuel consumption was 4.8L per 100km, worst 6.2L per 100km, overall average 5.3 to 5.5L per 100km, that was not pussycatting it, rather kicking it. Usable tank volume was 25 litres with the tank drill mod and the lay-the-bike-down-right trick to get the last few litres out we had to perform for once in North-Finland.
Hopefully i got the films developed next week, so few more proper pics to come if all goes well.
First wild camp near to Paldiski, North-Estonia aside the Baltic Sea.
Sunset.
Ferry to Sweden.
Sweden in the horizon.
Scissors near to Kapellsk�¤r.
Second wild camping in the Sweden's forest.
We much preferred the small gravel roads in Norway over the main overcrowded (and mostly boring scenery) roads.
One of the many dead end gravel roads we encountered. Most of them weren't marked on the two high-res maps we had.
The "secret road" to Lillehammer, Norway.
Kariina's discovering the nature of a high altitude plateau...
Third wild camping, near to the Peer Gynt (gravel) road.
Village church in the mountains.
Plateau and one of the few houses you can find on the vast area of emptiness. Most of them have grass-roofs.
Got to be careful with these fellows when enjoying high speed gravel riding.
Norwegian mountains
Taking a pic
Crossing another higher altitude plateau, lovely scenery and fantastic GSin' roads.
When you this over the road against the fjord, then it means rain... a lot.
Time for another self made hot meal when the rain stopped for a few minutes.
Norwegian boat.
Mountains of fjords, dunno what they exacly are.
The bad weather we had to cope with for 4 days.
Drama and weather scandal in the horizon...
Lofoten islands.
The end of Lofoten road, a place called "A". In the rain suits, cold and bored .
Nussfjord fishermen village.
A small chep cabin we stayed for two nights in hope the weather goes better. All hopes failed, we were off from Norway to Finland where the sky finally was clear...
Sixth wild camp in Lapland, had a snore competition with the local raindeer that slept near to us.
Finland, the thousand lakes land.
And that means blood sucking bugz, loads of them that you can't even eat without one getting into your mouth.
Another wild camping place in the North Finland forest. Fresh air, comfty bed on the soft moss, good self made food, only the sound of the loads of bugz and birds, that means heaven for me.
Gravel roads in Finland.
Another poor condition (=excellent scenery) road in Finland.
Our last wild camp in mid-Findland forest.
Typical Helsinki outfit.
Dome church in Helsinki
Ferry to Tallinn, then back home. The curious bloke on the pic is a german visiting Estonia on his old BMW K75. It turned out he's a doctorate degree physicist (it's hardcore hard to get it in the Germany), having PhD plans spinning in my head too we had a loads of things to chat with. Really nice chap.
6100kms overall. 13 days. Only 3 nights we stayed in official sleeping places, that includes 2 days in that same hut in Norway and 1 time official camping site. Only once we bough a "official" warm food, hot-dog it was , other than that: all the food prepared our own with our military purpose primus. Me trusty boxer consumed 0.5L of oil per that mileage. The best fuel consumption was 4.8L per 100km, worst 6.2L per 100km, overall average 5.3 to 5.5L per 100km, that was not pussycatting it, rather kicking it. Usable tank volume was 25 litres with the tank drill mod and the lay-the-bike-down-right trick to get the last few litres out we had to perform for once in North-Finland.
Hopefully i got the films developed next week, so few more proper pics to come if all goes well.