Our Mountain Cabin

Tonight I want to tell you a bit about our cabin in the mountains. In the area of my ancestors, my parents and grandparents built two cabins, as well as an outbuilding and a root cellar … surrounded by many fine and quite large pines, located on a small hill by the treeline, surrounded by mountains. There you can wander as far as you want in all directions, into the wilderness. Slightly below the cabin runs a river, with various nice and very cold pools for bathing. At the cottage, we have neither electricity nor running water, but we have a solar panel wich provides a little light in the evenings, as well as many candles.

In the same valley there are also some other cabins owned by relatives (a mountainous area which belongs to the farm that my grandmother comes from). Up here, I used to play with cousins and other relatives, or just play a lot alone, up in trees, rocks, streams and rivers. I spent a big part of my childhood here, we went here almost every weekend and holiday 🙂 Not as often in the winter of course. All summer, sheep were grazing in the area, and even horses was running around wild and free … it was so cozy when they came to visit!

Every autumn I feel a strong pull towards the mountains and the cabin, especially when everything smells of fall and and chimney smoke. Autumn was the highlight of the year, with the mountains looking red and orange, and my family has always picked berries in great style, the most prescious was obviously cloudberries. Unfortunately there are several years between each time I get to travel to the cabin now, because I have moved quite far away, and it’s quite sad! This time we got to be there a short weekend, in conjunction with another errand in the area, and I even got time for a hike and to pick cloudberries. It was really nice and refreshing for my soul. Everyone should spend time in the mountains from time to time 🙂 Where I live now, I can go right out the door and up the mountains, but it is still not the same as having a cabin up there 😉

A link to my other entry about cabin life:
Hyttetur

A picture taken from my ancestors farm, which you pass on the way to the cabin.

A type of mushroom called “Bird’s Nest”, in my language you often call them for a “basket of bread”. There are many different types to be found!

The mountains behind the cabin.

The pond close to the cabin, where we use to swim.

Under this waterfall

My brother and me

RIP

I tried to make them stand on top of these rocks, but they didn’t trust them.

Drinking from the stream

An alien rock

On the top of the world!

Down again in the forest behind the cabin

This is the smallest cabin, where we use to stay

View from the cabin, towards Styggfjellet (the ugly mountain). They called it ugly because it was a challenge to climb, but I think it is rather beautiful and that’s where we hiked in the pictures above.