Stedjeåsen and forest disaster, Oct 11 2025

Memorable hike – for good and bad!

Very rough outline of our route up from Rubbeskallen
Very rough outline of our route up from Rubbeskallen

Index

Date Peak Height PF Location WCP/FP MAP
11.10.25 Stedjeåsen 625m 123m Sogndal, Norway WCP MAP

Our route across Stedjeåsen
Our route across Stedjeåsen

Saturday: I didn’t feel a whole lot better this morning, but at least the body seemed willing to go on a hike. I asked Anne if she wanted to join me in trying to get up to Stedjeåsen from the Rubbeskallen tunnel. She immediately said yes.

I had tried once before but didn’t find the way up. Anne had tried once before, and she had lost track of the route also. But perhaps if we joined forces

We biked to the Rubbeskallen tunnel
We biked to the Rubbeskallen tunnel

We started out on the fjord side of the closed tunnel.

Up this way!
Up this way!

The route was marked with red/orange paint and signposted “Sylfeststigen”. The path was enough to follow.

Seven years had passed since I attempted this route for the first time. The overall terrain was familiar, but not the details. All I remembered was where I gave up and turned around.

So far, so good!
So far, so good!

One thing was for sure – if we lost the path, we would not attempt to “try our luck”. This is serious terrain.

Making progress
Making progress

Still no problems
Still no problems

We passed a point that was slightly exposed, and I remembered passing the same point in 2018.

Careful!
Careful!

Then we got out “in the open” and I couldn’t remember this part.

A bit windy, as the whitecaps on the fjord indicate
A bit windy, as the whitecaps on the fjord indicate

The path took us to the ruins of an old, leased smallholding. Maybe this was where Sylfest lived?

Imagine living here...
Imagine living here…

We moved on. The path was still fairly easy to follow but I knew that this was not where I was hiking back in 2018.

Back in the forest
Back in the forest

Out in the open again
Out in the open again

Next, we arrived at a boulder field that looked very familiar. The boulder rose towards the cliffs above and I recognized this as the place where I could not find the onward route. But the route is better marked now. However, the route guided us to the same cliff where I turned around, and I couldn’t understand how we could advance.

Back in a familiar place
Back in a familiar place

Then a “magic stairway” opened up in front of us. Wow! I had assumed that “Sylfeststigen” was the name of the route up the forest. But of course – this very part was “Sylfeststigen” – the “Sylfest stairway”.

Holy cow!
Holy cow!

The lower part was nature’s own creation but in the upper part, it seemed that Sylfest had helped out a little. It would have been extremely awkward to get up without the extra stone steps.

And then we were up!
And then we were up!

That was just awesome!

Surely, it would get easier from here...
Surely, it would get easier from here…

We assumed there would not be any further hurdles on our way across Stedjeåsen.

Then we followed the path until it joined with one of the regular trails
Then we followed the path until it joined with one of the regular trails

After a while, this route joined one of the regular trails and when we got to the top, things weren’t exactly the same.

Oh wow. That's a massive "rip"
Oh wow. That’s a massive “rip”

A fallen tree here, a fallen tree there. Last week’s storm “Amy” had left some footprints for sure.

On the very top of Stedjeåsen
On the very top of Stedjeåsen

Anne didn’t like that her forest was messed up.

Anne - not happy about the blowdown on Stedjeåsen
Anne – not happy about the blowdown on Stedjeåsen

We would now follow the normal route back down, assuming an easy hike down the forest.

Passing the mailbox
Passing the mailbox

When we got to the end of the meadow, we were … flabbergasted!

What the heck?
What the heck?

This was a disaster zone. I saw forests after the hurricane “Dagmar”, but this was way worse. It was impossible to convey the damage just through pictures.  

Our descent became difficult!
Our descent became difficult!

It took us a long time to get through this havoc.

I think "Aaaaaaargh!" covers it...
I think “Aaaaaaargh!” covers it…

At times, I almost wondered if there was an end to this…

This is getting very annoying...
This is getting very annoying…

One thing was for sure – this route will never be the same

Still along the normal (well worn) trail
Still along the normal (well worn) trail

When we reached “Dagsturhytta” we could see that people with chainsaws had been up here and so we assumed the rest of the route down would be OK.

View from "Dagsturhytta"
View from “Dagsturhytta”

That was not the case

Trying to find a way around the fallen trees
Trying to find a way around the fallen trees

Eventually, we got back to Anne’s place. The trip had lasted for almost 3,5 hours! Now we had to get our bikes. We parked on the far side of the Stedje tunnel and walked back to Rubbeskallen.

Looking up towards the mountainside we had gone up
Looking up towards the mountainside we had gone up

I brought my bike back to my car, while Anne biked home (she has an E-bike)

Returning to Rubbeskallen tunnel
Returning to Rubbeskallen tunnel

Back at Anne’s place – around 4pm, I felt like a wreck. I just wanted to call it a day and go to sleep. But we were going to a concert at 6pm and then for a dinner with friends afterwards. I just had to steel myself for a long evening.

Fortunately, I got one hour of rest, which did wonders. Then I was ready to go to the concert with the local group “Folk Flest”. Storsalen in Sogndal kulturhus was packed.

Enjoying the group "Folk Flest"
Enjoying the group “Folk Flest”

Afterwards, we went over to La Pergola and enjoyed a nice dinner with our friends Kjersti, Eli-Helga and Terje.

Trip statistics: 4km on bike, 6,9km on foot, 700 (est.) vertical meters, 3h:25m

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