Day 34 Oulanka national park, Finland

13 Jul

Photo is just me mucking about on Finnish dirt roads. Wet, muddy, treacherously slippery, but still good fun. Pointless and silly, but good fun. This eastern part of Finland, on the border with Russia, is home to the remaining parts of Finnish wilderness, and I’d planned to explore it on two wheels on dirt roads like this, but the heavy rain makes that less appealing. Instead. I’ve holed up in a wilderness lodge and I’ll be exploring by kayak and hiking trail (even though I’m a biker, not a hiker). The rain is still pouring so it’s a mercifully short ride. It must be even worse for the cyclists who were in the same hotel, and also the Spanish bikers who can’t be used to this sort of weather. On the way I pass back to the south of the arctic circle. Nordkapp is at over 70 degrees north, the arctic circle at 66 and a bit. Newcastle is at 55. That makes it easy to see why it’s only 7 degrees C outside, even though it’s summer. Summer is this place’s low season, so compared to Norway it’s very reasonable. The sauna and open-air jacuzzi overlooking the lakes and forests of Finland, does a great job of soothing my aching cycle accident legs, and the Finnish food will do nicely at preparing me for tomorrow’s kayaking.

Day 33 Sodankyla, Finland

12 Jul


Day 33 Sodankyla, Finland, originally uploaded by Big Al!.

Looks nice, doesn’t it? Little known fact; Finland means "Land that is wetter than Norway". What did I see today? Lots of wild reindeer, and lots of wild rain, dear. Went to Nordkapp. No real point to doing it. Just because it’s there. Technically it’s not even the northern-most point. If you’re willing to trek for 5 hours you can get slightly further north. But I’m a biker, not a hiker, so there it is. Shame they’ve utterly ruined the experience by charging a fortune to get the last quarter mile, although it’s spoiled by having millions of German tourists there anyway. Still, been there, done that, bought the sticker. The road there was quite good fun. Lots of open sweeping bends that you can fully commit to and go flat out. Not so much fun on the way back, and you do have to come back of course, there being nowhere else to go unless you float. So the journey south begins. Into Finland. Border areas are never very attractive, and this one isn’t, but soon I can’t see it anyway because of the rain and ground-hugging cloud. Nothing I want to see here anyway, just heading south to more interesting parts. Will keep going south till I find better weather. Loads of wild reindeer on the road, just happily milling around like they own the place, and looking even scruffier than their surroundings. Almost misjudge fuel range and hit town with 3 miles spare. Fill up, find only hotel in town in which to dry out. Knackered.