the preikestolen

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Preikestolen | Norway

Hey folks, its been a while.

So we’re currently galavanting around Norway and Sweden, and loving it. As a result of our lack of a credit card, we were not able to hire a vehicle and have consequently journeyed by public transport  - don’t get me started on the ridiculous notion that in a day and age in which debt is rampant and problematic, we are penalised for not having a credit card despite having an ample nest egg. Shame on you rental car companies, shame, on, you. That said, It has been nice to have shirked  the responsibility of driving for this particular exploit.

Our first main destination on this trip was Preikestolen, Forsand, Norway, or in English terms ‘Pulpit Rock’. We stayed in the small town - Jørpeland which is around 10 km from the starting point of the hike to Preikestolen. As our visit fell just short of the tourist season there were no buses running to the beginning of the trail, consequently, in the interest of economy (we’re massive tight arses) we decided upon walking this leg of the trip rather than pay for a cab ride. To our elation, after legging it a mere 300 meters or so, our airbnb host, who happened to be passing by in his van, kindly and somewhat randomly offered to drive us to the hikes outset, an offer we gladly accepted.

As previously mentioned, we were a bit early for the hike to Preikestolen, the upside to this was that we avoided the hoards of tourists than inundate this attraction in the warmer months, the downside was that the trail was quite icy and snow covered in the higher sections - that said, we managed to make it to the top with no ailment worse that dirty knees and wet feet.

The entire trail is skirted by awe-striking views, which are all the more appreciated whilst pausing to catch your breath. Some sections of the trail are breathtaking in a more literal sense.

Thankfully, once we reached the summit, we were able to enjoy a few moments of solitude before others arrived. This is not a view you want to share with strangers.

I feel a special kind of sadness when I visit a place like this, a sadness induced by the prospect that I may never get to visit said place ever again. This feeling has become the measure by which I gauge a places personal significance.

If we could offer any advise pertaining to this particular venture, it would be to endeavour to visit in the off-peak season. Even if it means braving snow/ice covered trails and investing in suitable gear to make the hike safely.

Have you ever visited Preikestolen? If so we’d love to hear about it via the ‘Ask us anything’ tab.

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Preikestolen, Norway