Hating Nina and playing naked in the rain

Trip Start Feb 02, 2010
Trip End Feb 02, 2011

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Flag of Norway  , Oppland,
Saturday, July 3, 2010

So here we are in the forest and it’s very beautiful but we are trapped here in a sense because Nina doesn't go. Again. I am ready to walk away from this stupid idea, I don’t love Nina, I don’t even like her a little any more. I hate her. I don’t now how it’s possible that a bike can have so many problems, how can so many things go wrong so often? I was trying so hard - and doing a very good job of staying positive and happy when we lost compression AGAIN and ended up meeting Per and Ole, but this has just tipped me over, I don’t know how much I can take. It’s bloody ridiculous and I feel like such an idiot for ever thinking this could actually work. If it wasn’t for the hundreds of kilos of junk and a shit heap of a bike stuck to me in the middle of a forest in the middle of nowhere I would be walking away right now. But I’m still here because there is no other option. 

 Last night I made some dinner and Felix had a little look at Nina but couldn’t find the reason she wasn’t going. The inlet valve would not shut but he could not work out why without removing the cylinder head. At least it wasn’t raining - yet. We made a bed, under our new mosquito net and in the bivvi bag but not with a tarp over us. Sometime in the night, I was half asleep and feeling little splatters on my face I dreamt I was back in America, under the trees at camp that seemed to spit on you. A few moments later I woke up properly and realised I was not dreaming and it was now raining much heavier on us. We pulled ourselves deeper into the bivvi bag but then if our heads are in the bag it fogs up inside from our breath and then is wet inside and outside the bag. It was all too much at this moment and I burst into hysterical crying. 

 At four AM it was fully light and the rain had stopped. Felix got up and started looking 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 therefore leaking - valve, but had no idea how it had happened or how to fix or replace it. I was feeling so, so frustrated, I can’t put words to how angry and frustrated I was with the stupid bike. I was perfectly happy to be in this lovely forest camping but, like always it was because we were forced here and stuck with a shit-heap bike that can’t seem to run for more then  a week without fucking up. My trapped feeling and frustration completely stopped me form enjoying the camping and place we were in which is incredibly beautiful - exactly the reason we have come to Norway.

 In the afternoon however our spirits were marginally lifted when we walked five kilometres into Dokka and forgot about Nina for a while. As we were walking to town we found some wild strawberries. After the experience in Italy where the wild strawberries were horrible tasting or simply bland, we were a little dubious about wild strawberries but Solveig had assured us Norwegian ones were very good. And so right she was, these were wonderful, most were a little under ripe but the ones that were perfect had such an amazing flavour, exactly like synthetic strawberry flavour. It was so enjoyable to forage for berries, I may have even cracked a smile (Felix says I actually smile allot more than you would believe from reading the blog - he thinks that writing the blogs about Nina concentrates my anger and frustration so much that I forget to remember the happy times in between and to write about them).

 In Dokka we did some shopping and found some free wireless internet on the street where we did some research on finding new parts for Nina and discovered a new Ural dealership had opened in a town called Lillehammer, only fifty kilometres away with a bus running right from Dokka to Lillehammer. All sounded pretty good. Felix was feeling very optimistic and happy again, I however was not so sure that this could turn out okay so easily.

 On the walk back, it started raining, yet it was still so warm and humid. We were sweating quite a lot so we stopped at a stream on our little forest path and had a naked wash in the very, very crisp water, in the rain. It would have looked so funny to anyone walking past, had someone been out in the forest that night. Two naked people crouching in a stream next to a small logging coup that gave the whole scene a very post-apocalyptic theme, washing in the rain surrounded by dead grass and bushes. It was quite fun and funny. 

 After washing, it was still raining so we walked back still naked carrying our shopping and other stuff on a stick between us. My gosh it would have been a sight had anyone come around the corner. You really don’t expect to come across two people acting a little prehistorically and walking round naked in the rain in a forest. It was still raining when we were back at out camp. I had built a nice little tent from some sticks and the army ponchos so our bed was keeping dry. We didn’t want to get into clean cloths wet or into bed wet so we went back down the path a little to where some wood cutter had left a few sheets of corrugated roofing iron. 

 We took a piece just off the track into the forest and resting on some stumps made a fire on it. Then we took another piece and stood it up turning it into a little shelter. It was now pouring rain, it was bucketing down and we were scurrying though the forest, still naked collecting sticks to keep the fire going in the rain. Eventually the rain did stop and we dried off in the wonderful, wonderful warmth of the fire. It was so good to stand by a fire. It was so nice even getting molested by mosquitos wasn’t so bad. So under a sky that was now almost perfectly clear we got into new clean clothes and into a warm snug bed.
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