Summer 99 By Jonas Deibe edit by James Kemp

Like all good adventures, my trip starts in an airport. Stockholm Airport to be precise as I’m on my way to northern Sweden for some summer snowboarding.

Map of Scandinavia!

The place I’m going to is called Klimpfjäll. To get there you have to fly up to Vilhelmina and then catch a bus the rest of the way. (The bus also serves as local post-bus so because you have to stop at all the post offices, you get a chance to take in the beautiful scenery of Lappland.)

Once I got to Klimpfjäll I met up with the two friends that would join me on the rest of my trip - the infamous duo of the Hallklint brothers, Joel & Emanuel!

We decided to celebrate the fact that we are al together again by going to the bar and before long everyone was smiling and telling "fisher-man" stories. Ever the Swedish Stud though, I soon retired to my room with a female friend of Joel’s for a "private party"!

The next day when I woke up my sleepy eyes were greeted by an unpleasant sight (No! the chick was still good looking – I wasn’t that drunk!). It was raining! We all wanted to ride though, so we decided to drive up to Stekenjok anyway to check out if weather stood any chance of clearing. Sure enough, as we were driving the clouds slowly began to break! It wasn’t sunny but perfectly good riding-weather nonetheless!

Stekenjok snowboardpark. Picture is taken from the 1/2 pipes

It was a cool idea to hold a camp here. There isn’t a glacier but the winter snow stays well into July! After parking the car on the road we had to hike about 350 meters to reach the park. It consisted of two halfpipes, one big jump, and two smaller ones. The organisers also set up a small rope-lift (which saved my lazy ass from getting tired!).

The pipes and jumps were well shaped and maintained by Anders Gotnell, as was demonstrated by the amount of fun the campers and the Swedish national team were having. Just below the pipes there was a big tent with a sound system where you could sit down and just relax. Snowboarding and music – heaven?!

After spending a couple of days ripping in the pipes (almost alone because of the not-so-good weather) we were stoked! Even if only a few people showed up to ride they would still salt and shape the pipes!

When we weren’t snowboarding we would kill time in Cafet. There was a vert ramp, a mini ramp, a street course, Sony Playstations, a bar (over 18), and a

Once we were satisfied with our stay in Klimpfjäll it was time to move on. As I was now with the Hallklints we had use of their car (Volvo of course!) so we packed and start driving towards Norway.

Folven camping ,with Sk8 ramps ect.

After about an hour we passed the boarder and then it took us 12 hours (!), because of the archaic Norwegian roads, to get to Folven/Stryn. It was 9pm when we arrived as we were pretty far north there was really nice light falling on the mountain peaks. After hooking up with Halvor Engen (who has been organising camps here for ten years!) we checked out the facilities around the camp – there was a new mini ramp, a street course, a trampoline and all the other usual camp stuff. After a quick beer to celebrate our arrival we went to bed early to get ready for "work" the next day. All three of us were working as coaches in the camp. This meant we taught campers for three hours per day and then did what we wanted for the rest!

Morning came and it was…….bluebird! We ate, got dressed, and then went to meet the campers. Everyone was rushing around getting ready for the 15km drive up to Stryn Summer Ski Centre. Campers got a free bus-ride but others had to either pay 60 Nkr or hitchhike. The scenery on the way up the road was breathtaking, especially the waterfalls and after half an hour of bendy roads we would arrive 1300m above sea level!

Stryn summerski center ,on the top there is the pipes (not seen on this picture)

Stryn is an official resort and so there are chairlifts, t-bars, and a restaurant (with a very, very cute waitress!). There are tonnes of possibilities for snowboarding on Stryn – the backside offers some great freeriding (we even got fresh powder while we were there!); the chairlift gives you access to the pipes and jumps; and the t-bar brings you to the top of the boardercross course. Also, while the camp is running, several of the bigger companies have demo centres where people can test all the new equipment!

After snowboarding you can do sports like skating, volleyball, fishing, hiking, rafting, or just kick back with a beer at the outdoor restaurant.

After three weeks of instructing, riding, generally having fun it was time for us to once again move on. I would like to tell you more about what happened in Stryn but most of the stories are either way too embarrassing or illegal to tell here!

Folgefonn snowboard park on the right side. The picture is taken the last day of the camp.

Our next, and last, stop was Folgefonna glacier. In only its fourth year as a camp, The Snow-Co. is doing a great job. Henning Erlandsen (the director) knows what’s up and if you are lucky enough to visit this area you will experience some of the best summer riding and absolutely epic parties!

When we got there – there was a well built pipe, a couple good sized jumps, and some pros had built a huge hip which everyone could hit if they wanted. One of the best things about our stay there was the midnight sessions – about ten of us would get together with a photographer and go riding from 8pm until 1am with the beautiful Scandinavian sunsets in the background!

Off the hill, as well as the usual camp stuff, Folgeffona (because it is so remote) turns into a mini-community with around 80 campers, pros, and wannabes form all over the world getting along and chilling out!

Eventually though, for one reason or another, but mainly due to a lack off money and some responsibilities (women!) back in Sweden - we decided to go home.

So now I’m sitting here writing this story for you to enjoy – roll-on tomorrow, one less day of summer but one day closer to winter! Peace…

Peace and drive not to fast! Picture is taken around 21:30 on the way to Folgefonn.

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