Californication: Troll's ladder

We then reached Trollstigen, or Troll's ladder. I had thought the sight and experience of it would have shut the Americans up, but instead they made rude jokes about my driving. Honestly, some people....


Naturally, I was skeptical of Trollstigen.


The stream coming down the mountain.


Of course they couldn't just leave the stream be, they had to "improve" upon it. Bah, humbug.


Several characteristic mountain tops surround the visitor centre at the top of the hill.


You want waterfalls? Here's yer stinkin' waterfall!


The water going off the mountainside. Notice the other waterfall coming in from the right.


"Where the sun comes up / around ten in the morning / and the sun goes down / about three in the day..."


That's one hell of a road.


The descent on the other side is a lot less brutal and allows for some really, really purdy scenery. We stopped at this tiny settlement to take pics of the nice old cabins and yet another goddamn stream coming down the hillside.


As you can see, there are whole bushes growing out of the roof. The Americans fell head over heels in love with the tradition.




Further down, I stopped at the small canyon Gudbrandsjuvet. Sho, sho purdy.


My shadow on the rock.