Hey SCC crew!
Thank you SO MUCH for an unforgettable weekend, I can't remember when
I've had so much fun!
In fact, I think I had so many servings of "fun" that I forgot to take pictures...
ahh well, I still have my memories...no wait, where are they?
Here's a few shots:
Our trip didn't start out too well as we ran out of gas about 10 minutes
after leaving the ferry in Stockholm...about an hour of sightseeing and one
taxi ride later we were finally on our way to SCC:
After about ten hours of driving in a fully-loaded 25hp split bug, we
finally arrived in Norway, and were delighted to see that us Finns seem
to have plenty of in common with you guys after all. Our version of that
gas station sign loosely translates to "always keep your woman between
the stove and your fist":
When we finally arrived at SCC, it didn't take long to spot Kotten Tallgren,
owner and driver of Hitler's Revenge. It was really weird to see what he
had written on the windshield of his bay window bus as he is always laughing
at our garage (the Arabia Slugs):
We had to make sure Kotten was okay and took a peek inside his
sheet metal tent...we were quickly scared away by his vampire-like
sleeping posture though! That may explain the really late nights he's working
at his garage?
When that overgrown exchange student from Texas showed up, we gave him a taste of some
Finnish "working man's booze" and judging by the expression on his face, he would have rather
been home drinking Kool-Aid with dear mama. Note the Finn's reaction to the working man's
booze.
However, it seemed like Lucky Luke here got a little rowdy from that one sip after all, and insisted on a wrestling
match with one of us. Note the can of mother's milk in the Finn's hand:
Here is the result of the wrestling match. Looking at the Texan's face, it seems to me that he is
fantasizing about being one of the cowboys in Brokeback Mountain...
Note the beer can in the Finn's hand, not a drop spilled even when wrestling, that
is how all boys are trained from age five in Finland:
After that shot, I think I may have moved to taking shots of the working man's booze as
the rest of the night is a bit of a haze. It seems the camera endured anyhow since this
next photo is from Sunday evening. There was a huge lineup on our way to see some Fjords:
I guess reality struck us on the face when we realized we'd never make it to the real Fjords in
time with the 25hp split as we had to be back in Stockholm on Tuesday. Instead, we opted for an
outdoors center at an altitude of about 1000 meters with a climb of 10 degrees for 10 km to boot.
The damn bug didn't even twitch once during the climb even though the last bit of the climb called
for first gear...I guess they really made 'em tough in Deutschland:
After that long climb, we decided to treat ourselves with an old-fashioned Gypsy style barbeque at the top:
This is the image I attached to my application for head chef at a 3 Michelin-star restaurant in Paris:
At this point we needed to put the camera away as we still had a hell of long way to get home and
time was running short. But looking back, I gotta say GODDAMN WHAT A BLAST!
I'd never been to Norway before and at the risk of sounding like a big softie, I totally fell in love with your country.
Drinking coffee in the small village of Eggedal after coming down from the great hill and watching people go about their
business, smoke coming out of chimneys and the world just stopping on its tracks, it really felt like a real Kodak
moment.
Thanks again guys, I will definately be back next year!
The Cal-look Lounge
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