Gjovik Vandrerhjem Hovdetun
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... with a cold chisel in a few places to reduce the chance that the studs undo. This may sound reasonable to the lay-person, but to a real motorcycle mechanic these are the repairs to have nightmares about - the pushrods are meant to be ‘totally’ straight and perfect, the head should never be hammered in any way, and using a few bits of grindstone instead of real grinding compound is blasphemy.
But despite all that, Nina clearly is not a mechanic with ...
... as we got up to speeds of around 100km/h. In the end we scored the silver medal!!
Back on the coach we pulled into Gjovik for the night. Our hotel was conveniently located next door to the club of town. It was very very handy for the short stumble home in the wee hours of the morning (via a dirty kebab store).
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... to our camp. Felix did some home improvements on out tent while I cook dinner/lunch.
Later in the evening, while most of our half of the world was falling into a dark night and we were still enjoying full sunshine, we went for walk to where Felix spotted the possible moose on the first day. Unfortunately no moose or any other animals, but further down the road we came to a very old road that lead down to the river and some remains of a bridge. What ...
... at the bike again and I got a little more sleep. A few hours later when I got up and started making breakfast Felix was still trying to make things work but with no obvious reason for why they had gone wrong or a way to make it better. Later in the day he told me how he had been wishing to have the bike fixed and wake me up to a hot breakfast to lift my mood.
We were both feeling pretty low. Felix because he could see the problem was a bent - and ...
... made it up the hill back to the road, I had to walk. The man, Ole, (I think thats his name and the way it should be spelt) had called the mechanic with whom he was friends so when we arrived they were expecting us.
We were there for many hours, well a whole day actually and have been once again shown the most incredible kindness and generosity. They have gone out of their way to find a solution to the odd problem Nina has now, offered us tools, advice, ...