Meslo Gård

The day started on the gris vei and asphalt roads. Eventually, the track turned up into a forest path that was going to cross a ridge line and avoid the roads. At the end of that
were two paths. One of them followed the river and then crossed further down. The other crossed shortly after this junction and went up the valley wall before coming down towards the main road. I chose to walk the river road.

I was given a room to myself in the main house with the others who were going to dine that evening. I was able to do some hand washing and to get some other things sorted out before it was time to join the others for dinner.

Ingrid Meslo, who owns this farm, was not at dinner, but I did see her the next morning at breakfast. She was enthusiastically telling about the bad crowd behaviour at the football match she had gone to the previous day.Okumaya devam et