Next letter: September 2006
Departure and a trip of chaos, and surprises at arrival...
Burud, (you may use the picture if identified).
I have always wanted to live a whole year in Akkarvik, to get
to know all the different seasons, the alterations in the weather and
the nature. At last I succeeded to persuade my husband. It was easy
getting the children to want to come. Before moving, we had to plan
carefully, economy had to be sorted out. The kitchen and second floor
bathroom where we usually live had to be finished. The summer 2006
mostly consisted of tidying, throwing, giving away things we didn't
need, working and packing.
Amazingly, and with
a lot of help from the children and my mother, we managed to pack down
the house and the removal load in time for our own deadline. Monday
July 24. at 11 am we were on the road with the car and a trailer.
The weather suited us fine, when driving. We had food and
drink, the cat was hissing, good speed, money on the bank card. It all
added up to give us hope to reach the camping cabin in Snåsa
midnight. All too wrong...
Not far from Trondheim (almost middle of Norway) we started to
click-click-sound and feel a vibration when throttling. This
only got worse and after a while we could not get the car over 30 km/h
(20 miles/hour). That kind of speed, we quickly calculated, would bring
us to Akkarvik a week after our first guests had arrived. Something had
to be done.
To make a long story short, a garage at last did what Arild
wanted. By then we've met the fourth car mechanic, one repair had been
made and a suggestion to change the gearbox had been proposed.
A gearbox is not a cheap thing and we've changed this one last summer,
guarantee had just expired. Arild insisted it had to be the inner
driveshaftjoint (whatever that is). He got a new "something" that a
garage in Grong helped getting in to the right place in the car. This
was Wednesday, and we had planned to be at my uncle Kåre in
Ballangen (650 km north from Grong) Tuesday evening.
Finally we were back on the road, no unpleasant sound from the
car was heard. We came to my uncle at 6:30 am Thursday morning, and
brought with us the areas first summer day that year. Uncle logs the
weather, like old sailors like to do.
Friday evening we arrived in Akkarvik and at our house ... and
knew it's true that to forget antifreeze solution in the toilet,
automatically gives a cracked toilet. The shower mixer was broken too,
some water must have been able to hide when we left this winter.
Now we have a new toilet, a lot of antifreeze solution for later, and a
new shower mixer which is both simpler and prettier than most.
We used a few hours to get rid of superfluous ornaments,
plastic flowers, knock-knacks and more, that we had barely tolerated
while using the house Fremtid as a holiday house. I've kept a
big bucket with the ugliest ones. The bucket is placed in the cellar
and brought up to look at for those that want a worse creeping feeling
than you get from the movie "Shining".
We have made and hung up shelves on the walls, moved around
furniture, put together desks etc. We've done the best we could to make
the house look like we live there and not only visiting for holiday.
But we have not yet painted the rooms. In the hall we've counted six
different colours. There may come a time...
Internet connection and telephone took three weeks to get, and
we are not used to "have to do something" to actually get wired.
Weather has been great until yesterday, when it rained. Now
it's lightly cloudy and warm and the blueberry is ripe.
Somebody is taking a stroll, some other taking the bike and
I'm going to work for a while.
Greetings from Siw
Next letter: September 2006