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THE FARM

Milk is produced on the farm. We have 16 milk cows, in addition to heifers and calves. We produce what we need for feeding ourselves. Some of it is taken from a field in a mountain called Hundersetra. In the summer the animals graze at the farm.

 

"Seterdrift" as it was called was when early in the summer, the farmer went with the animals up to the first graze in the mountain, Slåsetra, which is 700 meters high. Here he stayed until it was graze to find further up in the mountain. Then the farmer went with the herd up to Hundersetra. Anne Lise's grandfather Jan Rybakken raised a stone along this box, on the trail from Slåsetra to Hundersetra. This stone is standing today. During the development of a cottage field in the area, the stone was carefully looked after and left untouched. It can be seen from the highway up to Hundersetra, at the treeline (at the entrance to Lundstaden in Hafjell).

 

Slåstrara is idyllically situated in an area south of what is called Hafjell (cottage area). Those who have been in the area will call it a little "trolsk".

We will tell a little story from Slåsetra. Jan, Anne Lise's grandfather traveled with horse and sled up to mountain cabin a day in desember. He was going to pick up some hay that was stored in the barn at the cabin. A trip up to Slåsetra at winter required so much time that he had to spend the night. He tied the horse furthest into the barn at night, and gave it a little hay to eat. The horse was well pleased. Jan walked into the cabin and layed down to sleep. In the morning the day after the horse was bound at the outermost front of the barn at the door. No trace to see in the snow after someone. Who had moved the horse? It would hardly have done it itself! And so became the stories of the "small people"...

 

Typical of these is that they rarely do any harm to anyone, but they would like to show that they are present and would like to make some "pranks". They tend to rally people a little. Tempted for a trip to Slåsetra? Perhaps you can experience the mystery of a "trolsk" landscape...

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