RI7ER JOURNAL POSTS

“Scott, coffee’s ready, bring your mug”, Rob called, over the hissing gas stove.

I flung on my rain gear and moved out into the cold, misty rain. Our 36 hours at Snohetta was as much fun as 36 hours can be in a tent. I was happy I packed in Andy de Klerks book, Sharper Edges, which I almost finished reading.

We pushed off from Istjorni lake, the water was so cold it burned my hands, but I tried my best not think about it. We descended through the shallows of the source run off and after a few small lakes arrived at Snoheim, where we were greeted by builders and offered a hut to dry off in. With one window, a wood stove and three beds, we were very happy to be dry inside as the storm built outside.

We portaged our boats 5km down to the Svone confluence. Upon arrival Ine discovered a hole in the bottom of her boat.

We created a game plan. A phone call to Flemming at Opplev Oppdal adventure company and he was on his way up too us with a replacement boat and news of a low pressure cell arriving. The already bad weather was getting worse.

Scott Martin