When you’re tired, hungry, fed up and have been sitting for far too long, the end of a day can’t come soon enough.
We feel like that sometimes. Especially when the weather isn’t lending a helping hand. We’re keeping our chins up. With heads barely above the waterline.
Day 29 – Velfjord Camping & Hytter is where we end today’s journey. In this neck of the woods, that’s mainly what is on offer. More woods.
But there are woods. And there are woods. This spot is a hidden gem. In the middle of nowhere. Nicole & Marcel bought this farm nine years ago. Converted some of the outbuildings into guest accommodation and created a rustic eight place camping utopia.
The grey miserable day relents briefly and we have the place to ourselves. It’s still early in the season. A forest walk entices within this picture-postcard setting. The perfect pick-me-up.
Day 29 – Another sodden day. We’re not being encouraged to stay more than one night. Prefer to travel on wet days. Stay in the dry and warm of a Beastie Belly. Hence, we’re doing a lot of travelling. Today ends at the working farm of Strindmoen Gard og Camping – another peach of a site. Another end of day pick-me-up, as the rain relents for a couple of hours.
We stretch up high into the forest that overlooks the site. In search of our noisy prize.
The first recorded sawmill on this site was in 1722. Subsequent family generations have seen and implemented many changes and improvements during their lifetimes. The force of this waterfall, now harnessed by a small powerplant, furnishes the camp with it’s supply of electricity.
In 1945, this farm and its neighbour, hosted 400 Nazi POWs for twelve months, until they were eventually shipped back to Germany. During his time here as a POW, Officer Rudi Wagner, became very close to Waldemar Ostvik, the farm-owner. After the fall of the Berlin Wall, Rudi phoned the farm and shared a very emotional call with his erstwhile friend.