Passing to the “Gröna elv,” above Molmen, we had the opportunity of seeing the picturesque waterfall called the Gröna fos. It roars through overhanging rocks, and high above the Gröna we reached a slight horse-bridge stretched over a wide deep chasm, with the rapid waters of the river below. Very little attention appears to be given to these bridges. The planks were loose, and in places out, and some were not fastened. Stopping up the open places as well as our materials would allow, we determined to risk our animals. They fortunately went over the bridge exceedingly well, but the last heavily laden donkey nearly slipped its hind leg through an awkward crevice, and was only just saved.
Ole Rödsheim was very handy in our first experience of Norwegian mountain-bridges, and quite verified our early formed opinion of his quick readiness of resource.
Now we were winding through a forest of firs and birch. Very warm it was, but the way was delightful. There were two tracks to the Ny Sœter, but Ole chose the track by a sœter, we believe called the Gröna Sœter.[80] This we reached in good time. The sœter is built on a wooded plateau above a wild gorge through which the river Gröna takes its course.
--Je ne connais pas de reine de ce nom-là. --Même parmi les zingaris? --C’est vrai, dit Fernand, j’oubliais les Bohémiens ont des rois. --Et des reines, dit Ginesta.
“I do not know any queen of that name.” “Even among the gipsies?” “It is true,” said Fernand, “I had forgotten the gipsies have kings.” “And queens,” said Grinesta. P/
BOTANISING--ESMERALDA LOST--FOUND AGAIN--THE EAGLE--MOUNTAIN DIFFICULTIES--MOUNTAIN BIVOUAC--ESMERALDA ILL--OLE’S BED--HOTEL BILLS--ROUGH ROUTE--DONKEYS IN SNOW--THE PURU RAWNEE DOWN--THE NY SŒTER--GIPSY DISCUSSION--THE ENGLISHMAN’S HOUSE--HOSPITALITY--NORWEGIAN NAMES--FILLINGSHÖ--LARGE LAKE.
No one was at the sœter. After a middags-mad of tea, bacon, potatoes, fladbröd and butter, and a rest, we continued our journey. After pursuing our rough mountain track for a short time, we left the forest of the steep mountain side, and commenced a toilsome ascent, in a warm sun, across a wild rocky ravine, bare of trees, with a stream running down it. It was not very deep. Our party slowly ascended one side of the ravine towards the higher slopes of the mountain.