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Friday, 16 November 2007 |
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Storforsen & The Ride Home
The rain poured down hard the entire night. Not once did it relent and I had never seen rain come down like that, for that long. It was still raining when we packed up the tents. Somehow I was just laughing while packing up everything in the rain and the Finns must have thought the rain had gotten to me and I had lost the plot sometime during the night. Sometimes I find that the only thing to do when things go really bad is just to laugh. |
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Tuesday, 30 October 2007 |
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Laksforsen – The Monstrous Park and Huck
We met with Tuomas and Mikael as they were walking hurriedly down the side of the road next to the massive Laksforsen. I peered out the window to my left and the sight of the drop alone got my heart racing. This monstrous tourist attraction drops about sixteen metres in total over more than a hundred metres. Perhaps it doesn’t sound like much but bear in mind that the level can sometime exceed seven hundred cubic metres of water passing a point in one second, every second. That is great deal of water to be dropping that much. |
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Sunday, 21 October 2007 |
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Unkerelva – Last Creek in Northern Norway
The day came like just another day in Northern Norway, cold, overcast and generally quite miserable. But our spirits weren’t be dragged down by the weather and at least the lack of wind transformed the lake into a mirror that conveyed a message of pure beauty of the surrounding hills consistently covered in trees. |
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Tuesday, 16 October 2007 |
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Krutåga – More Big Drops in Northern Norway
Another lazy start to the day as we got up around 09:00. We fed our aching bodies with some sustenance to get us going. The plan was to drive down to the Krutåga and paddle that. Again, Tuomas had paddled this one before but not at such a high level. |
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Thursday, 11 October 2007 |
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Gåsvasselva - A Northern Norwegian Creek
After a night of luxury sleeping on a double bunk bed (at the top) it was time to get up and get moving. All nine of us would be paddling that day. My throat was strangely a little sore but otherwise I felt alright. I had rested up for quite a few days and had given yesterdays paddle a skip. The day ought to be good. |
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