A few weeks ago, my friend Maria joined Jenny and Alejandro and made a long longed for visit in Tromsø. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, Maria has a shitty foot that keeps following her wherever she goes. That foot is a proper dung hole. For instance, it starts screaming at the top of its voice every time Maria tries walking or riding her bike uphill. And it has the nerve to do this at a girl who has had more than her fair share of obstructing body parts since before and therefore really deserves a break, and who loves to climb and ride down mountains. So what the hell do you do when you love mountains and can’t go up them? But of course, you go to Tromsø! Because in Tromsø there is a mountain elevator that is very happy to transport a crippled bike queen all the way up Storsteinen, Heia Heisen!
I and Martin have been pretty good at exploring our (Kvaløya) side of town, but with the exception of Tromsdalstind, we’ve been to lazy to get our asses over the fjord to explore the local trails on the mainland, so Fjellheisen gave us a two-in-one special treat: getting to ride with Maria and the Umeå Crew, and getting our sorry asses over to the mainland to explore some new trails. Yes I said it, heia heisen!
There are several trails going both down and up Storsteinen from the cable car exit. If you go up to Bønntuva, you can go down the backside of the mountain and into Tromsdalen. If you go down the front side of Storsteinen, you still have a plethora of trails to choose from. You can either go straight down the mountain just next to the heis, go a bit north east and take Albuen down, OR you can make a south west traverse on the ridge and go down either Fjellheistraseen or Gammelgård. During Maria’s visit, we chose to try the two south western trails. Mainly because we wanted THE view.
So we got the view, but we also got THE trails. I don’t know what it is with this place, but every mountain seem to host its own unique type of trails. Fjellheistraseen is a popular hiking trail and since hikers tend to stray, there are an abundance of line choices. Gammelgården is less hiked and therefore more narrow. Both trails are fairly (sometimes very) loose and both offer a very decent inclination and quite a few tricky corners. I started giggling uncontrollably at one, or perhaps a few points, when I realized that stopping wasn’t really an option :). VERY good fun!
Well, I think that should have given Maria’s foot a lesson. Don’t mess with Tromsø! But just to make sure that the foot knew that we meant business, we also took a ride out to Grøtfjord and Rekvik, poked some dead jellyfish, took a dip in the fjord, and watched a reindeer play pic-a-boo.
Be it that Maria had to spend 17 hours on one bus and 4 planes to get here, and about 13 hours in a car to get home again… but once here there was no misery what so ever on the Arctic horizon. I think we showed that damn foot!