by

The Fjords are Cold

I have never been very adept at dealing with the cold. For most of my life this hasn’t been a problem, since North Carolina gets approximately 4 weeks of “cold” weather per year, and it’s possible to just suffer through it without developing any kind of strategy.

After a trip to Vermont with my college roommates in 2005, I returned home triumphantly and told my parents I’d discovered the secret of the North: you just dress for the weather. However, even that knowledge did not change my general attitude toward the cold, and knowing how to dress for the weather in an abstract sense did not mean that I knew how to do it practically speaking, or that I had a good aesthetic.

Hart 203

Dressing for the weather. Burlington, VT, 2005.

A couple of examples of my fraught relationship with cold:

  • During my year in the Jesuit Volunteer Corps, my roommates and I observed “No Energy Tuesday.” This was particularly difficult during the long Pacific Northwest winter. My typical Tuesdays were as follows — 6:00am: wake up in a 52-degree-house. 6:30am: go to the YMCA to workout and shower (it was okay if we used other peoples’ electricity). 9:00am: go to work in the dark. 5:30pm: come home in the dark. 6:00pm: eat a salad. 7:00pm: go to bed, turn on my contraband electric blanket, and call my boyfriend (Gavin) to complain. (Alternatively, we sang songs around the Christmas tree, so it wasn’t all bad.)
Yakima

No Energy Tuesday. Yakima, WA, 2006.

  • When Gavin was applying for faculty positions, he told me that the general strategy was to apply everywhere that you could conceivably get hired, and let your partner veto a couple of locations. Apparently I cast too wide a net by initially vetoing anywhere north of the Mason-Dixon line and South Carolina.* Luckily, USNA fit those criteria anyway.
Maryland

Sometimes this happens though. Annapolis, MD, 2015.

  • Despite full information about the weather, I set off for our 2014 vacation in Iceland without a coat.
023

Zero coat. Iceland, 2014.

So, now I live in Norway. And despite my history and abstract knowledge about the weather AND an honest-to-God attempt at packing, I still failed to bring warm clothes to the fjords. I was pretty cold.

PANO_20170618_120340

Underdressed. Hardangerfjord, 2017.

Luckily, the fjords have a lot of things going for them, not least of which is that they are stunningly beautiful. The pictures below are from our third hike, from Ulvik to Solsævatnet.

IMG_0504IMG_0512IMG_0515IMG_0517IMG_0518IMG_0520IMG_0523IMG_0527

After the hiking portion of our trip was over, I decided that I needed a new, more aggressive strategy toward the cold. You’ll be happy to hear that I’ve purchased two sweaters, one additional jacket, and Andrew is bringing a second jacket when he comes to visit next week. So, I’m feeling more prepared — or at least prepared to handle the rest of the summer.

Friends, what are your strategies for dealing with the cold?

IMG_20170630_181845

We’ve had some warm days too.

 

 

*Obviously way worse than North Carolina.


Discover more from The Taylors Go North

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

  1. Put boiling water in a nalgene and take it with you. You’d be shocked at how long it stays warm and you can just snuggle it now and then for warmth. (This is most helpful in a sleeping bag when winter camping, but I don’t see why it wouldn’t translate for a day hike) I also recommend eating fatty foods and staying well hydrated (which can be hard to do when you’re cold, but it actually helps your body burn energy I’ve heard) – ex. nuts, cheese, chocolate, and generally just more quantity than you think you’ll want. I dislike being cold and I loooove eating so this has worked extremely well for me in the past 🙂 Enjoy!

Comments are closed.

Webmentions

  • The Fjords are not so Cold – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] readers know that it hasn’t always been that way. Last summer I wrote a blog post entitled The Fjords are Cold, where I described my long history of failing to stay warm in cold weather and confessed that I was […]

  • We have been further north than you – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] prepared to casually go to Svalbard during my first week in Norway. Avid readers will remember that I struggled with the cold Scandinavian summer, and my cold weather skills have been developed through months of trial and error. Svalbard is no […]

  • Arctic Christmas Part I: Routes North – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] this experience. Having grown up in the midwest, they have more experience with the cold than their thin-skinned southerner children. They had heeded my warnings about the cold and brought lots of warm clothes, […]

  • Here’s all the stuff I don’t need in Norway that I hope my parents will bring home – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] it also turns out, it was never warm enough to wear these dresses anyway, and I was woefully underprepared for the cold. These four coats have become a big part of my warming strategy. They are in addition to four coats […]

  • Snowy Stockholm – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] surprised by this than me. If you’ve been following our adventure, you might remember that I haven’t always been coping so well. Compare and contrast Allison in June with Allison in […]

  • Norway and Denmark with Peyton – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] hang of things. We joined a gym. We can pay our bills. We know where to shop for things. We have the appropriate number of coats. Through a combination of our Norwegian language lessons, Google Translate, and the general […]

  • 10 Reasons Why Norway is the Happiest Country on Earth – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] time, I wrote about the major inconvenience of Norwegian living. Today, I wanted to tell you about some of the delightful everyday conveniences that make Norway […]

  • My Wife is Wrong, Summer is Garbage – The Taylors Go North July 11, 2017

    […] Allison wrote a whole post based on the premise that Cold is Bad, and Hot is Good.  This is a terrible […]