Trysilrypa Run and March 2009
Text and photo: Siw
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We are some girls that every autumn take the drive to Trysil,
to join the Trysilrypa march
with a lot of other women. While waiting for our driver I got bored,
and had to take some pictures of apples in my garden.
At last we had filled up the bus with luggage, food and
beverages. Anne had already started working as the team's cameraman. I
would guess that film has a lot of noise and funny faces.
Leaving Kolbotn, The Boss phoned to tell she was delayed.
Well, we can't let that pass unpunished, can we? I said "What? We are
already on the meeting spot! To avoid a heart attack in the other end,
denial was delivered immediately.
First stop was for lunch at the picnic area at
Andelva. The Twins had prepared a lunch that would make us forget
to miss our men for the weekend. The regular
March-Nuns was also at the picnic. They awaited using the nun costumes
to the march, and was lunching in nightwear, looking like fly fungus.
Stupid me forgot to take a picture of them. Instead I can show a dim
picture of us.
At last reaching the cottage, it was time for supper. I had
brought freshly baked bred and prepared mousaka. The Driver helped me
making skordelia, Greek salad and tzatziki. While dining, I surely
meant now was the time to make plans for supper next year, but would
you believe it? The rest of the gang expressed it was 51 weeks to
early. They have no sense for the joy of planning.
Grey weather, a little cold rain and cold windy air is less than enough
to stop more than 2500 women from marching and running. Neither we
backed out. Traditionally there is a little wet march to pass. With our
beautiful leg warmers we wanted to avoid mud, and kept our balance as
good as we could. Only our always smiling Blond plumped.
We did not see any more of the Nuns, but countless trolls,
unrecognizable covered in dirt. I insisted on calling them Ronja, they
laughed and sang a trollish good night son (I think).
We had passed through sun, rain, cold wind, too hot, cold wind and
freezing. Totally exhausted by the weather, one of our Siamese could
not cope with meeting the route sign.
We also met many characters from the Norwegian children's boom
"Karius and Baktus". (The book visualise the importance of taking good
care of the teeth) Karius and Baktus made a point of throwing toffees
on everybody passing. I snapped two toffees, snapped a few pictures and
ran for it (The rest of Heidi's grouse was far away before I ended the
Finally arriving at the finish
line, two of us managed to creep to the pub. And now we know why dairy
products once in a while contain alcohol: The Cow drinks.
After walking either 6 or 12 km, I really think Daisy deserves
to quench her thirst.
The women-only march was arranged first time ten years ago.
Since then it has grown and become a big arrangement.
We Heidi's grouses has joined every year but
once. Then it
was a daughter's confirmation, involving a few of us as mother, guests
Ever heard anything like it? Back out just because of such
The Boss and The Driver are the only ones who have joined
every time. Some time others have joined. This year we missed our most
faithful number 8.
On the other hand, one of the Siamese and her mother had
knitted great uniform costumes to us. Obviously we wanted to wear the
outfit on the evening banquet.
This year several horse carriages were available. They were a
beautiful sight. Sadly my camera's automatic focus was out of order.
Robert Stoltenberg, stand up comedian, gave us entertainment.
Combined with pleasant food and good friends, it was a cheerful night
out. None the less: Next year we'll make our own dinner, just as we use
The picture to right is the view from the entry to our favourite
As a concluding remark I would like to thank those behind this
arrangement, The Boss, The Driver, The Siamese, The Blond and The
Sister for a great weekend.
We'll be back!
from Siw - on Heidi's grouses behalf
Added September 24. 42009