Our Outdoors: The Norway Chronicles

Prelude

In the last part of the Norway Chronicles, Einar and I explored the mountain lakes surrounding his family cabin in the mountains of northern Norway. Despite the wet, windy, and cold weather the action for wild brown trout in the crystal waters was red hot.

Calm Waters, Calm Fish

After four days of cold front action, the gray skies lifted and broke to reveal clear blue ceilings reflecting down on the mirror-like lakes of the Norwegian mountains. Walking around in the sunshine and stillness of the highlands was like walking through time itself. Mounds of ancient roots held up green and red leaves, with the occasional yellow group of cloudberries or wild blueberries heralding a quick stop for a snack.

Well-worn creek beds, coming down from the timeless rocks and furrows in the mountainside crossed our path every so often. Each one bubbled with the excitement of the summer day, as the tiny channel moved the rainwater from the last few days toward Little Islet Lake.

We began our trek early, taking us around both Cloudberry and Whale Lakes in search of the fast-paced action from the day before. What we were met with were some finicky brown trout, which were much smaller than the quarries from the previous days. Figuring we had educated a good number of the trout in the small mountain lakes, we pressed on in search of active, but less-intelligent fish.