We have done the hike to Preikestolen as many as eight
times myself and my son four times, the difference this time was that we
decided to go late in the afternoon when the tourist crowds were gone and wild
camp above the famous pulpit in order to catch a beautiful sunrise over the
Lysefjord. This was our second time camping in the wild and we couldn’t have
wished for better weather than the one we got. The hike is marked as
challenging on the official website, and it certainly felt heavier with our
full backpacks, our equipment is not the best and therefore is not light
weight, but as our economic situation is not the best, those luxuries will have
to wait until my situation is better. The good thing is that we have good legs
and body strength to rely on. My son managed his 8 Kg load very well and I
after repacking carried around 18 Kg with me.
Camping, mountains, sea and basically nature living
was not part of my life in México, I learned to love this lifestyle through the
passion that other Norwegians have injected in me by experiences shared,
learning as I go, absorbing a lifestyle that makes me really calmed and happy.
These things are important for me because I also want to transmit them to my
son, unfortunately his father is not interested in nature so the lessons of
Norway wild life and cross country skiing will not come from him, so we both
learn at the same time how to be good in nature like the Norwegians I admire.
As to the sunrise, I stayed awake admiring the dawn
from 2:00 AM until the sun came around 4:00 AM the other parents didn’t wake up
their kids to see the sun, but I rushed down to our tent and woke up
Aleksander, and told him “he is out, the sun is out, you have to see it”. He
sat down in the tent all covered like a caterpillar in his sleeping bag and
look out the tent and I told him “look at the sun is beautiful” he said yes and
then lay down again and fell asleep. And just like the 9th symphony of Beethoven we went to hear
with the Stavanger Symphony, or the backpack-train trip we did last year in
Europe, this experience will end up being erased quite soon from his memory,
all that is left are the photos of those moments he has already forgotten and I
am ok with that because that is what childhood should be, a good feeling of a
faded memory one doesn’t know if it was a dream or a reality.
As for me, the sunrise on top of a Norwegian mountain
was a wonderful experience. I felt so happy in the evening as we danced on the
top of the mountain to a beautiful sunset while my son smiled not yet
embarrassed of his mother’s moves. There on top of the mountain next to him and
a few good friends, if only for 24 hours I felt that happiness that doesn’t
need of the hope of something more nor the future with a more complete life to
exists.
Hundvåg 06.06.2016
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