Gjovik Vandrerhjem Hovdetun
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... 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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... around the valves to help prevent them jamming again. He also found a cir-clip to fix the problem we have been having with the drive shaft.
In the dusk that lasts for hours up here we drove back to Lillehammer, feeling so amazed and relived at how the day had turned from one direction to the next. We were both feeling so overwhelmed. Earlier in the day we had been so down and out, so hopeless, now it seemed we didn’t need to go through the nightmare ...
... 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, ...