Wow, Norway, what a place!
Friendly people, good food, great scenery, lots of snow and sub-zero
temperatures. I didn’t have a clue what to expect on this trip when I
accepted my last-minute place, but nonetheless I signed my life away to
our two ML instructors for nine days in the blink of an eye. What had we
all let ourselves in for?!
Days 1-3 were used to teach us the basics of
cross-country skiing and mountain survival, such as recognising
hypothermia and how to make snow holes. These days got us all used to the
techniques we would practice to move and live in the mountains on the
planned 3 day expedition. By this stage we were pretty confident in our
abilities as ski ninjas and we packed for the exped the next day with
relative confidence.
Morning came all too soon, after fitting our skis and
lumbering our bergans on, we (typically) set off uphill at pace. The day
of skiing passed relatively drama free, except for a few aching shoulders
and the fact that yours truly discovered that he had his skis on the wrong
feet! We covered around 17km (almost all of which uphill!) on Day 1 and
finally got to our bivvy-site. We dug our tent holes in the snow and got
our tents up, which was all too well as a blizzard was starting to close
in on us.
Day 2 started with excitement at the anticipation of
digging and sleeping in snow holes at our next bivvy-site. We set off at a
good pace and arrived at the snowhole site at around lunch time. We
thought this timing odd and that the MLs had gone soft (ha-ha!) by not
making us ski more, little did we know of the work that was required to
make a proper snow hole! Nonetheless we got cracking, under a barrage of
cries of "come on lads, get in there and get angry with it!"
from our compassionate instructor WO2 Turner. After who knows how many
hours of digging we sorted our admin out and got our heads down, in what
was a surprisingly warm shelter.
Day 3 of the exped started in true Danny Daniels
fashion, with a heart (and body) warming rendition of Father Abraham and a
3km ski to a small hut for some waffles and a hot chocolate. After what
may have been the best breakfast ever, we started our short 7km (mostly)
downhill journey back to Haugastol and the warmth and comforts of the
hotel. But for some of us skiing down the mountain was harder than skiing
up it! And a few of us performed some really acrobatic face plants on the
way down. We wrapped up the trip with an enjoyable day of downhill skiing
at the Geilo ski resort and yet some more spectacular acrobatics (rumour
has it even from WO2 Turner!).
I would like to thank the people that made this awesome
experience possible for all of the cadets that participated: Capt. Danny
Daniels, WO2 Bob Turner, Lt. Louise Marshall and Lt. Sam Douglas-Beveridge.
Thanks for giving us all this opportunity and I hope the trip is just as
successful in the future.