Day 3 - Stavanger, Norway (Hike to Pulpit Rock!)

09/12/2009

This morning we were up bright and early for our hike to Preikestolen (Pulpit Rock)! We began with a great breakfast at the hotel and then a walk to the harbor to catch our ferry. The morning was cloudy but not too cold and there looked to be some hope for sun. The ferry from Stavanger to Tau was fun and the scenery was misty and fjord-y and gorgeous. The ride to the town of Tau took about 45 minutes and then we had to catch a 25-minute bus ride to take us to the trail head for Pulpit Rock. William was in heaven on this trip simply because of all the forms of transportation we got to ride!

On the ferry from Stavanger to Tau.

Little Norwegian islands between Stavanger and Tau.

Arriving in Tau. Boarding the bus to Preikestolen ("Pulpit Rock").

Once at the trail head, things started to go downhill a little bit. It started to sprinkle and the sky looked a lot more foreboding that it had in Stavanger. John and I had one raincoat between the two of us (John's) because the weather had seemed so mild when we left the hotel (mistake #1) and when packing for the trip, I had left the weather-proof baby backpack cover back at home in CA (mistake #2). Notwithstanding, we started up the mountain, ignorant to what lay ahead.

On the bus between Tau and Preikestolen.

"Base camp" where you start the hike up Pulpit Rock.

The calm before the storm.

So happy, so naive. ;)


The first section of the trail was all boulders and the incline was pretty steep. We were all out of breath by the time we got to the first stopping point -- we still had a loooong way to go! Thank goodness I had been training for this hike for a few months (walks up steep hills with Will in the backpack!)

The hike is supposed to take 2 hours (between 1-3) each way and the trail varies in difficulty. Some sections were completely flat on a wooden walkway, others were slight inclines on gravel/dirt and others were strenuous climbs over giant boulders. It sprinkled on-and-off but was not too bad and William slept in the backpack nearly all the way up the mountain.

First steps of the hike.

Still pumped up and excited!

Getting harder...and more cloudy...and more wet.

Push on, soldiers.

Still finding time for art.

Hiking up a steep face of boulders.

As we got higher the weather continued to get worse. We didn't feel very confident that we'd be able to see anything once we reached the top but we tried to stay positive. Meanwhile, the rain started getting steadier and heavier. Luckily, Eric had been brilliant and got some big trash bags from the guy in the store at the trail head. We were able to put William's legs inside a bag and tuck it all up so that his legs and feet stayed dry. I was getting pretty soaked, myself.

Cara, aka Sacagawea...with William, aka Jean-Baptiste. Yes, that's my son wrapped in a garbage bag. (Thank you, Eric!)

At one point an emergency helicopter landed just ahead of us on a flat part of the mountain. A few minutes later we arrived upon an older lady who had fallen off of a ridge onto the trail below (she had followed the wrong path). She was laying face down and did not appear to be very coherent. It was really horrible and I hope that she ended up being okay. I'm still kind of spooked by the whole incident.

William certainly was excited by the helicopter though. We got to watch it fly around and then land and walked quite close to it. He wanted to ride in it so badly! It was really cute and he was really upset when I told him we couldn't go for a ride. He actually cried. I told him that it was just for people who got hurt. Now, whenever we see a helicopter he tells me that he is hurt and needs to go in the helicopter. Ha!

Finally, we neared the top of the mountain. Just as we were coming upon it there was a break in the clouds and we could see quite a bit of the fjord below us. We were so excited that we would actually get to see something from the top!

Into the white.

Emergency helicopter rescuing a fallen climber.

A glimpse of the view about 2/3rds of the way up...right before everything turned completely white.

Clinging to the side of a cliff.

Working it.


However, in the 3 minutes it took to get to the very top, the clouds had rolled back in. Everything was completely white and it was pouring rain. I was absolutely soaked through (I was just in a hoodie) and soon even those who had raincoats would be soaked as well. We tried to take refuge from the rain in a space between two rocks to wait it out. Meanwhile we were starving (Mistake #3: we packed only a few small snacks, but it was too wet to eat anything anyway) and Will was crying. I don't know why we didn't think of it earlier but we made a poncho out of another trash bag for me. Some sweet Norwegians gave us their umbrella before heading back down the mountain themselves.

The rain continued. We were freezing, wet and tired. Finally, we decided that we couldn't wait any longer. We got our photos at the top to prove that we did it and then hastily started back down the mountain.

Yeah, if that mist wasn't there...John probably wouldn't have gotten that close!

Money shot #1! The big one.

Money shot #2! Proof that it's really us. :)

William was pretty miserable at this point but only cried for a few minutes. Eventually he fell back asleep as I hurried as fast as I safely could back down the mountain. At one point I slipped on a rock and fell -- barely managing to keep myself on hands and knees so that I wouldn't fall on William. He slept through the whole thing! I think all of us fell at one point but nothing serious.

Two hours later we arrived back at the bottom of the mountain. Hooray! We survived! We bought William a sucker in the little shop and took him out of the backpack. He was very cheerful and happy about the sucker, but the poor kid couldn't walk! He had been in the backpack for nearly 6 hours and his legs were like jelly. I felt so bad. The plan had been to let him walk around once we got to the top but that just wasn't possible. He was dry, though, thank goodness, and in a great mood.

Will is super happy and in a great mood even after being in the cold and wet and strapped to my back for nearly 6 hours! This is moments after getting we finished the hike and got back on the bus. Such a great kid!

All of us were wet and freezing and tired but we still had almost 2 hours of travel ahead of us before we would be able to get out of our wet clothes. The bus and ferry ride were pretty miserable, but the good company made it bearable! Once at the hotel, the hot shower and heated floors of the bathroom were heavenly. We put on dry clothes and were like new again.

Recovering in our hotel room.

Being exhausted out of our minds, and starving (none of us had eaten since breakfast!), we decided to just eat at the hotel restaurant. The breakfast had been really good so we were very disappointed with the mediocre dinner we ended up with. It was also one of the most expensive meals of the trip! I can't remember what any of us ate (I think we all were half-asleep).

After dinner we immediately went up to bed -- first thing in the morning was a flight to Bergen!