We took our first roadtrip southward for 3 hours to a place called Savalen for 5 nights of winter vacationing. The place sits high up on the Savalen lake near the tree line of the mountains and is known for its spa and outdoor activities. The hotel is high up on the hill above the lake.
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| Reaching above the treeline |
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| Savalen sitting on the hill across the lake we skied upon |
While here, we have skied our little arses off on the miles of prepared trails through the mountains. We did one 6 km and two 10 km treks in a row.
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| Following the well prepared trails |
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| Stopping for kakoa |
We ice skated nearly every day. On one day, we took a special horse-drawn sleighride or Kanefart.
We spa'd.
We feasted at breakfast and dinner in the dining room to piano music produced by a wild haired gentleman. We made our "mat paked" of sandwiches and turned in our cantina's every night to be filled with kakao for the afternoon activities.
We listened to norwegian karaoke that involved sma fiske (fish), lame (lambs), something/someone named Mikkel Rev and featured lyrics like "bari bari suet." And, hit the family disco hour.
We met up with some friends at the historic town of Røros. The winter market has featured men in fur coats for the last 150 years or so. Here are two fine norwegian specimens in wolf and goat pelts.
Now we are prepared to head back to reality with sore legs, firm arses, and rested hearts.
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| Girls with their friend Anastasia. |
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