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| From the northern part of the old postal road |
Roughly 1500kms of very
varying roads in Northern Finland, Norway and Sweden. Last years trip was more
of a sightseeing run partly because everyone didn't have the appropriate
equipment to go off the paved roads. This time my buddy "Jack" had moved
from a Versys to a Honda CRF250L so we could pretty much go anywhere we wanted
as far as bikes go.
Last year we traveled up north under the cover of darkness by train and rode
back down. This time we went by train both ways. Doing hundreds of miles of
boring tarmac still didn't seem tempting and besides that we were yet again on
a tight schedule.
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| strapped in again |
The route
Thursday evening/night
Turku - Rovaniemi by train
All Friday
Rovaniemi - Kautokeino (Norway) by bikes
All Saturday
Kautokeino - Alta - Storslett by bikes
All Sunday
Storslett - Kaaresuvanto (Finland) by bikes
Monday
Kaaresuvanto - Rovaniemi by bikes
Monday afternoon/night
Rovaniemi - Turku by train
The good parts
Saturday, The old postal road from Kautokeino to Alta
Sunday, The mountain road from Birtavarre to the foothills of Halti / Guolasjávri
Sunday, The Kalkkoaivi road (an old wartime service road)
Friday
The train arrived at Rovaniemi some time after
10:00 AM. We unloaded the bikes, filled up and pulled away from the city. We
tried to stay on the gravel as much as possible, but the friday's ride was
honestly just a mandatory transition to get to Kautokeino, where we would be
starting on the old postal road. We had ridden about half of the route last
year going south. As before, mosquitoes were plentyfull and the roads a bit
boring outside the few gravel stints.
Once we arrived at Kautokeino Norway, the weather had cleared up and it was
down right warm. Actually warmer than 1200 kms south where we started from. We
checked in a hotel (Thon Hotel Kautokeino) and went for a short ride to look
around and take some photos. We found an old decommissioned ski jumping tower
on the river bank that was a good place to get a few photos of the area.
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| Town of Kautokeino |
After the short
sightseeing We inhaled a couple of local kebabs, took a few beers and went to bed.
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| Thon hotel Kautokeino at the hilltop |
Saturday
The old postal road to Alta starts 10 kms
from Kautokeino so after only 15 mins from the hotel we were in business. We
had high expectations of the road, that supposedly had some water crossings,
beautiful scenery and challenging run down parts. The old postal road was the
so called "main attraction" of this trip.
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| start of the postal road |
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| Is it real adventure if you can stop for coffee half way through...? |
The road itself was a bit of a let down in the
sense that it never really got properly rough or difficult. I don' t know
whether it was recently renovated or something, but we could have ridden all of it
with much "lesser" bikes. The only river crossing was also rather
tame didn't really provide much of a challenge. That said, the old postal road was certainly one of the greatest rides of my life.
Sunday
Sunday had two routes planned. First we would
ride to the foothills of Halti from the Norwegian side and after that we
would ride the Kalkkoaivi road near Kaaresuvanto in Finland. Halti is the
highest fell (we don't have any real mountains) in Finland so it's sort of big
thing for Finns. For Norwegians it's probably not that big of a deal as they have
real mountains everywhere you look. The Kalkkoaivi road is an old german built
service road from WW2 time. Nowadays it's mostly used by fishermen and hikers
going to the fells, rivers and lakes.
The road to Halti / Guolasjávri (lake Guolas) starts from a town called
Birtavarre. There's still a 6 km hike to the mountain from where the road ends,
but that's as close as you can get, legally at least. The fun part of the road
starts after crossing a bridge over a gorge and the road is rather scenic
all the way through. The roads is also in reasonably good condition and any
family sedan will get through just fine.
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| the bridge over the ravine |
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| end of the road |
There was a very interesting hint of a road
starting from the end of the road to lord knows where, but we weren't all that
sure that it was legally okay to ride it with motorcycles so we did only a few
hundreds meters, parked, and "jack" cooked us coffee from the stream
water.
After coffee we moved on and pushed towards Kalkkoaivi
only to stop for late lunch at a gas station near the Saana fell.
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| Saana |
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| Highest point of the Finnish road network... |
The Kalkkoaivi road also started tame, but
turned in quite rocky towards the end. In dry conditions, it was very
manageable, but might be tricky if wet. We kept the speeds low to minimize the
risk for a puncture that seemed to be the biggest risk on this road. We did
have spares and tools with us, but changing tires on the road would royally
screwup our schedule. The place was also totally off the cell phone grid so
should an injury occur, we might find our self in a bit of a situation.
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| Entering danger zone... Kalkkoaivi road starts with a shot up sign |
Amazingly neither one of us went down even once.
Not that the road was that demanding, but we were pretty worn down from riding
all day and the Kalkkoaivi was our last hooray for the day. By the time wegot
back on tarmac and in to the cabin, we were pretty beat. The cabin had a sauna
which was a heaven sent at that point.
Some photos from the Kalkkoaivi road
Monday
As usual, monday sucked a tiny bit. The only
thing on the agenda was getting back to the train in time. We tried to take the
scenic route and stay of the main roads, but the roads and scenery were hardly
a match for what we had seen on the past few days. We made a point to cross the
border to the swedish side and ride along the river for a while buut that
didn't really do it for us either.
All in all
A great trip. It really did deepen my love for
the 690. Not that it's capabilities were fully utilized, but it's just a great
machine in many respects. Riding roads like the old postal road has pretty much
ruined me for tarmac riding. The asphalt roads were spectacular in every way,
but all I could think of is getting off from the paved stuff and even now when
the trip is over I don't feel any desire to ride the twisties near or
far.
Technical problems
On the Honda... none. On the 690, a clogged fuel
breather hose vent. Apparently there is a tiny valve on the part that the fuel
cap screws on to and where the breather hose originates from. I thought that
the hose was obstructed some wehere where it disappeared inside the bike and
promptly cut it in two, but that didn't solve the problem, There was still a
vacuum forming in the tank. Blowing and sucking on the breather hose cleared
the valve and the problem went away.
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| road side repairs somewhere in Sweden |
About gear
Nothing failed during the trip. Even my
modified attachment system for the Wolfman bags worked as planned. The
dehorning method also seemed to work as the straps showed no signs of wear after the trip. Fuel cans were completely leak free and even the new Macna Jura jacket worked as expected.
As usual, none of the "just-in-ca
se" stuff was not needed. Lot of stuff that was just dead weight, but I guess it's better to have it and not need than the other way around. At times I wished I had warmer gloves and a helmet with a flip up sun visor, but those are not really problems.