Category Archives: Hillwalking

Bjørndalsfjellet and Dalsnuten – Photos

Today Charlie and I tackled our first two peaks in the “10 på Topp” challenge. Ten peaks to climb in Sandnes Kommune before November. Bjørndalsfjellet is 362m and Dalsnuten is 323m.

The path to Bjørndalsnuten
The path to Bjørndalsnuten
Mountain flower
Mountain flower
Looking south from close to the top of Bjørndalfjellet
Looking south from close to the top of Bjørndalfjellet
Bjørndalsfjellet summit
Bjørndalsfjellet summit
Charlie
Charlie
On the way down
On the way down
Beside the path to Dalsnuten
Beside the path to Dalsnuten
Looking back at Bjørndalsfjellet
Looking back at Bjørndalsfjellet
Towards Dalsnuten
Towards Dalsnuten
Charlie at the summit of Dalsnuten
Charlie at the summit of Dalsnuten
Along the fjord
Across the fjord
Stavanger
Stavanger
Heading down
Heading down
Temptation.....
Giving in to temptation…

Krossfjell and Bynuten photos

We climbed Krossfjell on 30th May and Bynuten yesterday. Krossfjell is the second smallest of the hills at 258m, Bynuten is the highest at 671m. Krossfjell was a pleasant afternoon’s hike, Bynuten, at 12km over rough going was more challenging.

Krossfjell Summit
Krossfjell Summit
Native fauna!
Native fauna!
Excellent view on the way up!
Excellent view on the way up!
Flowers
Flowers
A gentle walk through farming country.
A gentle walk through farming country.
The Summit of Bynuten
The Summit of Bynuten
The view from the summit
The view from the summit!
Fluffy!
Fluffy!
Lots of yellow flowers
Lots of yellow flowers
I found this tiny red flower under a rock just before...
I found this tiny red flower under a rock just before…
...Charlie unexpectedly found a hole!
…Charlie unexpectedly found a hole!
The sky began to clear as we descended
The sky began to clear as we descended
And the sun returned as we began the long trek home. Note the rocky 'path'.
And the sun returned as we began the long trek home. Note the rocky ‘path’.
Almost back
Almost back
Getting late
Getting late
Beautiful things can even grow in cattle-grids
Beautiful things can even grow in cattle-grids

Summer passing

Summer is drawing towards its end and the chillier nights are creeping in, but there is still warmth when the sun is high. Marian and I walked today on Ognaheia amidst overwhelming beauty: sparkling dew on tendrils of spider-silk, sunlight filtering into the dark places through the shivering silver birch, the red of the rowan and the woodland toadstools against the late-summer foliage, the blue intensity of the sky going on forever. As ever it seems impossible to catch these images on camera, but I have attempted to do so and will share the best with you.

Setting out from the farm.
Setting out from the farm.
Walking east into the morning sun.
Walking east into the morning sun.
Marian.
Marian.
Amanita muscaria.
Amanita muscaria.
Standing alone.
Standing alone.
From the tiny...
From the tiny…
... to drooping splendour.
… to drooping splendour.
... the woodland floor was replete...
… the woodland floor was replete…
... with reams of toadstools.
… with reams of toadstools.
This magnificent creature joined our mid-morning snack, bringing his newly-caught food with him.
This magnificent creature joined our mid-morning snack, bringing his newly-caught food with him.
Sparkling with reflected light.
Sparkling with reflected light.
Seemingly unafraid.
Seemingly unafraid.
Late-blooming heather.
Late-blooming heather.
Dewdrops scattering sunlight.
Dewdrops scattering sunlight.
More magnificent fungi.
More magnificent fungi.
And evidence of tiny creatures we couldn't even see.
And evidence of tiny creatures we couldn’t even see.
And a final flourish of red before the end.
And a final flourish of red before the end.

Buzzing!

Spring is arriving here at last. Marian and I have finally managed to find some time for walking. As you can see from the picture at the top of the page, Bijke came too.

We took the Vestlandske Hovedsvei as it isn’t too far from home.

I actually only started taking photographs when we reached the top of the hill and sat down for coffee . . . here . . .

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I always find this landscape hard to photograph. It’s very rough terrain, but the horizon is flat. As you can see, everything is still winter brown.

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Bijke seemed to be enjoying the sunshine.

We sat for quite a while. The sun is beginning to have some real warmth. While we were sitting on top of the hill, I could hear a skylark singing.

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As we walked down this hill, there was a ringing sound in my ears.

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Not such a good photo because she was a long way away, but we did find the source of the soothing clank clank . That is one of the sounds of summer here.

As we passed by a rocky stream, above the rushing water, frogs were croaking out their spring song.

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Anyone want to live in this house? I know I do. Note the grass roof.

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Almost back at the car, our footsteps were arrested beside this tree.

It wasn’t the sight of it that caused us to stop and take a closer look. The tree was humming.

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Bees! There were thousands of them. I’ve never heard anything like it. I can see two in this photo alone.

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And then we were back at the car in the farmland at the bottom of the valley where it’s possible to grow crops.

I’m off to Yorkshire on Thursday. I’m hoping for sunshine and lambs. Not sure when I’ll be able to blog again (I’m not back until Monday) but I hope while I’m there to do some research for Christmas at Mistletoe Cottage.