Grythølsfossen, Grythølsfossen, where art thou? After we in our previous post found a waterfall right by the road along Nordelva, we weren’t quite convinced this was Grythølsfossen. We had time and decided to drive a little further. Until the road was not a road any more.
So off we went by foot. After a while we realized there was no waterfall in sight down that way, only small rapids and some quiet side areas. We turned around.
Back at the car we suddenly saw a sign pointing to “Grythølen” (The Cauldron pit)! And just a couple of hundred meters down we found this Eldorado:
But can we take a bath here? The sign says: “Fly fishing only”!
On the other hand: they have put up a nice little shed for changing? So if we pretend to fish flies while we are bathing it must be OK?
Right in front of the shed there was a little bay where the stream didn’t seem too strong, so we decided to try. Veeery careful, but as the picture shows: someone really wanted to just dive in.
In the end, both of us got in:
Not a good bathing spot for families with children!
The discussion whether swimming closer to the waterfall would have been safe, is still ongoing as a theoretical discussion at home. We do not recommend trying! Still a great experience, even with only this little dip. We could feel the powers of the stream!
Finally a little video, showing the flow and powers of the stream:
This was an example of an experience we never had found, if not for our little bathing project! Neither this waterfall, the mini-Dynjandi in the previous article or the road leading down to these are on the map. Asking the locals is often a good idea!
Up north in Indre Fosen municipality, not far from the border to Åfjord, there is a nice little salmon river with it’s own nature reserve: Nordelva (the northern river). We had received a tip about a rough waterfall there, Grythølsfossen (the cauldron pit waterfall), and had to check this out. So when we left Råkvåg, we passed the picturesque houses in Indre Råkvågen and arrived in…No Mans Land. Or rather: The Road To Nowhere.
While it was still a road
The road got worse and worse and finally we had to admit: this isn’t a road anymore, it’s a path. Without seeing the slightest hint of a river! Discouraging. So much that we didn’t even take a picture.
Only one thing to do: Turn around and try to find Nordelva from the other end, from Krinsvatn. And yessir, there was a river here! Not any ordinary river, it seems like it must have been King Salomos preferred recreation spot:
We could see canyons! And suddenly a waterfall! Right by the road!
This called for a bath.
Some of us are more careful than others, so it soon became a multi level bath.
Great fun!
…in an almost relaxed style.
But this wasn’t a big pit, was it really Grythølsfossen? Stay tuned for the next episode…
Corona restrictions were again reducing our freedom, but some arrangements were still allowed (December-21). We had expected a cancellation, but the concert with Travelling Strawberries on Ladekaia was carried through. Ladekaia is an eatery and concert venue located at the hiking path Ladestien. This old german baraque and quay from WWII has a charming, rough style. The renovated baraque got Trondheim Municipality’s price for “Good practice in housing design” in 2016. It can be highly recommended if you want a coffee and cinnamon roll on your sunday trip or a dinner and concert in the evening. The place has a big outdoor serving area, where you can admire the view of the fjord or study the WWII structures, including railroad tracks on the quay.
This is how nice the place looked this December evening:
But first a bath! We didn’t want to create attention and chose not to jump from the quay. East of Ladekaia there is an idyllic little bay where you can take a bath undisturbed, even without reserving a spot with your towel hours in advance:
From the bay Ladekaia looks like Soria Moria Castle from Norwegian fairy tales:
We had learned a little trick from Taru and Klas on our last bath: bring something warm to stand on. Our seat pads are hereby renamed standing pads!
Everything OK so far. But those small rocks… We should have brought neoprene socks or sandals as well, this wasn’t too comfortable for the feet. The advantage could be that we forgot that not only the feet where cold?
The big suspense was in the picture production. Would the GoPro manage to capture any of the nocturnal activities? The answer was: not quite! But that wasn’t really the camera’s fault, more a case of “human failure”, as the nice way of saying it goes. Firstly, we had underestimated distances and light. Secondly, the camera tipped over before we got into the water, without us noticing! This time we are therefore unable to provide real bathing proof, only photographical gems like this:
Notice the ray of light in the water going diagonally upwards to the right. That was from the flashlight meant to light us up during the bath. About half of the people present thought we most likely almost certainly for sure had pictures, so we didn’t need another round in the water.
A (not taken on purpose, he just went in the way) picture of Knut, at least proving that we actually where in the bay at some point:
And the bath itself? With crystal clear water, the surface plane as a mirror and veeery shallow until some meters out: Magnificent!
Next: Time to go to the concert and eat christmas food. Music from The Julekalender, Beatles and others and as extra treat in the end: “O helga natt”. Not a dry eye in sight.
Great atmosphere!
…until we checked the pictures and realized we didn’t have any of the bath! Of course we concidered taking another round after the concert. But bathing in cold fjords in the darkness after wine and aqua vita is something even we don’t recommend, so we got right into a taxi home.
Some tension two days later though, when we realized we forgot the backpack somewhere! But thanks to good service from TrønderTaxi we could pick it up on Monday, with GoPro and everything intact. Towels and swimming gear were a little smelly, but we can’t blame anyone else for that. That’s how the days go by…
Finally, after several weeks without any outside baths because of colds, we are now both well again and our new web pages are ready to tell about our bathing adventures!
This bath was initiated by our good bathing friends Taru and Klas. What are friends for, if not to throw you into a hole in the ice? No better thing to do a lovely day in December, is there?
We drove our newly bought old Little Lif and parked by Sverresborg Museum. This is how nice the fortress looked in winter suit:
…which also is a reminder to Idun to mind the horizon when taking pictures!
From Sverresborg it’s only a short trip on foot to Theisendammen.
Some of us considered to slide down the waterfall on the right side, but we concluded that not doing it was more beneficial for our health.
The dam was built at the end of the 1700s by chancellery counsil Simon Lorentz Thaysen to secure steady water supply for Ila mills.
Into the dam comes Baklibekken and out goes Ilabekken. The latter ends very beatifully in Ilsvika, between a corn storage and the most beautiful little beach you can imagine.
Between 1889 and 1979 Theisendammen was the source of all drinking water in Trondheim. There used to be good fishing here, until it was treated with Rotenon in 2016. Today Theisendammen has no fish. Which means it is excellent for taking a bath summer as winter, without being afraid for your toes!
The hole in the ice is made by the group: “Trondheim Cold Exposure”. They take a bath there every day before christmas, increasing water time with 30s every day.
Nice hole in the ice, thanks!
… and a ladder was very practical. The hole is placed wisely so you can stand on the bottom of the lake. But not enough space for a swim, though.
We didn’t manage any picture of all 4 of us in the water. Anyway; great spirit during the bath! …and thus we send a warm thought and cold greetings to Græni Hatturinn concert venue in Akureyri in northern Iceland.
We didn’t get to warm ourselves in the sun this day, but Munkholmen (the island in the fjord) surely did.
Afterwards we went to the christmas market in Trondheim. Great day!
