Once the doctors were finished with me in Trondheim we headed back south on the E6 to Støren, where we'd stayed the night before, then turned east towards the Swedish border through a valley called Gauldalen. It's not a very exciting valley, just the usual trees, but every now and then something like this can be seen.
East from there we crossed the Swedish border. Nothing special about crossing a border, you may think. But crossing from Norwegian to Swedish road surfaces is just like finding yourself driving a Porsche after 20 years in an Austin A35.
In a place which is basically a massive ski resort, it was obvious that the winter transport would be parked at this time of year. I'd love to play with one of those in winter, but likely the wife wouldn't let me. ;)
I just had to include a picture of a ski lift, don't know why, but here it is.
On the way we passed this little lake called Djupsjøen (Deep Sea), 705 metres above sea level.
Next stop Røros, and the most fantastic museum ever. But that's for the next post.
Yun's aa fir enoo.