Where? - In Norvengiyu; on what? - On the six- camper ;
How much? - Life has shown that this method of movement much more gentle on the budget, time and nerves rather than by plane, train or in a car post-mortem posture of the leader of the proletariat.
Company recruited from a 6-man, the way in one direction - 1850 km. With such a route is usually packed in 8 days, taking into account shestichastovogo barankokrutilochnogo day rest - Well-deserved rest. But we decided to pass on Stakhanovites, limiting himself four days journey.
1 day. Peter - Vyborg - Lingonberry - Lappaenranta - Imatra - Puumala (camping Koskenselka)
I will not bother breaks the heart of the patriot story about autotravel of Mother Russia. And the conventional tale of 'how-we-diverse-conduction-time in-line-to-Finnish border, "you also do not dozhdedtes. We drank tea and played games of chance.
From Peter went in 20.00, nearly 2-hoo out of town in an already hard-set, you can say, the native place in camping Koskenselka. Ie the story of "how-we-looking-hotel-in-Lapeenrante" also will not be.
Under the heading "tips Octobrists" wishing to follow our enviable example by going to the fjords on camper or a car with a trailer- cottage : all autocamping there hours of operation, for example, from 7 am to 10 pm. If you suddenly arrive after 10 hours and try to reach out to the Finns in the oak-door reception, but you no one opens, it is worth once again to take a look carefully the barrier that separates you from heaven, and mentally compare it to the Great Wall of China, drawing attention to his "chistosimvolichnost. After that, the barrier / gate / other easily removes obstacles neatly up and Wellcome, in fact, that Haven. The doors to the paradise of a need at least neatly close the morning, leaving, pay. The words no one will say. And given that we had been camping in less than 12 hours since we even have only 10 euros (half of the cost + electricity), in honor of what we bought to celebrate, Finnish ice cream.
morning tea and the process took a total fee of half an hour and we drove towards Sweden
Day 2. Juva (60km) - Varkaus (48km) - Kuopio (84km) - Lisalmi (1975) - Pulkilla - Oulu - Kemi - Tornio (bound) - Lulea - Skelleftea
Minuv border on the first filling our eyes took the form of a plate-Kolobkova design, and the lower jaw was geographically somewhere on the level of the left heel. Prices sky-high. All border Swedes go to refuel in Finland. (And Finns - in Russia).
In general, Swedes - dour people. Finns are all show, tell, explain, and these are not specifically talking. All the questions, if responsible, then one word.
Moreover, Sweden has been seen some repair-track boom, speed periodically decreased to 30 km / h, which is important to bear in mind when planning your route.
Late in the evening began to look for camping. The first thing that came to - Glamorous place with almost a mini airport and underground parking for the tanks. The second that came (already in the camping) - Swede with a bucket (well, at least not a woman! "), Which all the questions like "Can we drop in?" repeated as the routine the same phrase "contact at the reception, by that time had long since closed. Concluding that the more talk the less sleep, we turned around and drove to the next camping (thanks to them there a dime a dozen), where an established scheme raised barrier and spent the night quietly, paying in the morning.
Day 3. Umea - Ornskoldsvik - Trondenheim
-Urrra! Norway!
- where did you get?
- signs of another color.
Indeed, in Europe is not easily see how one country suddenly becomes another. Border-zamorochnyh structures there is no trace. Although even without the aid of color organizations signs were clear that we left Sweden and moved unfriendly to romantic-pastoral Norway. And gasoline fell sharply. As it turned out, on weekends in Norway gasoline prices fall to 30%.
road - a miracle. Personally, my jaw all the way, stayed in the same place at the first Swedish gas station, and the eyes bulged to the size of a tennis ball, so God forbid something not to miss. Mountains, waterfalls, horses, sheep .. And even the rain did not spoil the experience.
Gifts nature - even falling. On the road, at a speed of 100 km / h, I thought aloud, mushrooms, until, finally, the driver did not stop the two of us for 5 minutes lumped very heavy package of mushrooms, which inevitably had a fire and eaten.
A berry there is so much that after a while I began to find yourself habitually rip off the bushes and stuff in his mouth all that for them is growing.
final destination turned out to be camping, owned by a charming elderly couples. Put us near the North Sea, with stunning views of the imagination of the fjord. In a novelty for us was charged shower. As it turned out, it is quite common. Price varies from 10 cents to one euro for a certain number of minutes of buzz in the hot shower.
evening, said the arrival of the morning sunrise and went to ride bicycles and climb mountains. Produced a psychological attack on the minds of local residents swim in the turquoise water of the North of the sea. Apart from our brother's swimmers were found, apparently due to the fact that water, of course, not in the bathroom and, moreover, very salty. But the diving great.
Day 4. Return
Unutterably pleased with the trip, with full pants impressions, sleep and walk up, we went home, giving a promise sure to come in Norway next year.
on the future of the route, we asked the company of Norwegians, who sat next to his Kemper on-site tourist information and probably dined. With great enthusiasm they have shown us on the map of the most beautiful fjords , splash a line a detailed route map and presented so beautifully everything is that if it were not for the limited time resources, we would have necessarily followed the advice and went down south to the glaciers, the most beautiful fjord world.
In short, if in addition to standard equipment in the camper would have been even device to reduce or increase the space-time (or at least moonshine ...), we would, of course, must be reached on the Atlantic coast to Aalesund, the fishing capital of Norway, and from there on the mountain serpentine, through the tall waterfall and a set of panoramas of the so-called "Road of Trolls" to Geyrangerfordu, Nordfjord and the Sognefjord. And from there, or to the Southeast, in Flom, either in the South West coast to Bergen. Opinions are divided. Moreover, since this is a very popular tourist route, the road meets many cable cars, cruises on the ship, museums ... In general, all for the tourists! But because no magnifying-diminutive devices in the car so we and have not found, then had to settle for a wand-rashotelochkoy and go back home home.
evening, after a stormy debate coming next year trip, all went to bed, and the driver kamikaze prorulil all night, so in Sweden, with its expensive gasoline and unfriendly people over, not before it began. At night, not least the conclusion emerged: Gasoline should be left with a reserve of 150 kilometers. At night to refuel only with a credit card but the technique, even in Europe, is not perfect. It is therefore better insurance.
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