The barren and vast mountain landscape in the far north, called Sandåslandet – the land of the sand ridges – is as popular amongst devoted fly fishers as suitable for adventurers on fat bikes. I pack my fat bike with enough equipment to last for a week. And I’m off.
Alpine skiers sometimes talk about serving your turns. That feeling you get when you go up with skins instead of using a ski lift or helicopter. I get that same feeling when the 4.8″ big fat bike tires roll out on the forest trails. There’s something about using your own power that gives energy, and how there’s always something new to experience around each bend. The views. The wildlife. And the inner journey.
The bike is heavily packed with enough equipment and food to last for a week. I’m off.