My time in Norway was very brief. Many years ago I had seen a photo from Trolltunga (The Troll’s Tongue) an isolated fjord only accessible by hiking 22km, to 1100m above sea level. When I realized I had to have a Scandinavian stopover between Iceland and Istanbul, I thought I’d do my best to make it work.
Due to the weather, the hike is usually only open from mid June- mid September but although no one could make it past the first few hours in that first week of June because of complete white outs, we got lucky with a gloriously sunny day and knee high fresh snow.
The hike was tougher than I imagined- I left the hostel and 7am, hiked from 10am-10pm and made it back to the hostel by 11pm, soaking wet from falling in the snow so much, nursing a swollen knee, a black bruised foot and a very sunburnt face.
The next morning I caught the bus from beautiful Odda seven hours back to Oslo to fly to Istanbul.
Worth it? The view speaks for itself.