Det er vel en del som i sine barndoms år hørte historier om Ulabrand? Om den skjeggete losen som hadde Ula som base for sine operasjoner og som aldri unnlot å komme til assistanse uansett hvor vilt været var.
Jeg kan huske at jeg i mine barneår besøkte min bestefar og i stuen han et kjempebilde av nettopp Ulabrand der han med en knoklete jernhånd om rorkulten styrte sin skute gjennom skumdrev og bølgetopper. Hva var vel mer naturlig enn at jeg oppsøkte hans enemerker?
Through childhood, I’m sure quite a few of us heard stories of ‘Ulabrand’? Stories about the bearded marine pilot operating from ‘Ula’ who never ever refused to assist ships in distress no matter how bad the weather was. I remember that my gradfather had an enormous painting on the wall of the same ‘Ulabrand’, in slickers, sitting in his boat with ropes and the rudder in his bony hands, and with steely eyes as blue as the sea itself piloting his vessel through enormous waves with with white foames hurtling through the wind . . .
A picture of heroism that could never be deleted from a young boys mind! What could be more natural to him (me) than seeking to Ula? So here I am!
The very first tyhing you see arriving in Ula, is the inlet itself, the sun high in the sky and the glittering sea! It’s kind of hard to imagine that this could look quite different in another setting. Extremely different!
Helt ytterst på kaikanten står den,- en hvitmalt “ja-benk” med utsyn mot havgapet. Hvem pleier å sitte her? Et forelsket par i skumringen? Et par krumbøyde pensjonister med snadda i hånd? Ikke vet jeg, men benken står der og kan antagelig fortelle vel så mange historier som den berømte “grønnmalte oppe i hagen”.
On the edge of the pier there is a white painted bench! What we call a ‘yes-bench’ overlooking the sea. We may speculate who’s usually sitting on this bench? Young people in love? Old sailors with their merskum pipes in bony hands? I have no idea, but the bench is there, and if it could talk, there would probably be quite a few exiting stories to be told.
La det være sagt med en gang: Ula er et lite sted! Veldig lite! Det er kun ca 200 fastboende her! Og de fleste av husene som engang huset fastboende, er nå arvet og gjør tjeneste som ferieboliger. Vinterstid må dette være et av de stilleste steder i Norge, men gjennom sommeren er det totalt motsatt! Da kan det bo flere tusen mennesker her ute!
Let it be said at once: ‘Ula’ is a small place. Very small! There are only about 200 permanent residents living here. Most of the houses that once housed permanent residents have now been herited and make use as holliday dwellings, Through the winter this must probably be one of the most desolated places in this region, but during summer it’s quite the opposite! Then it might be several thousand people living here.
I Ula finner man en liten gjestebrygge og en mulighet til toaletter mv. samt en liten butikk, men leter man godt, finner man mer…
In ‘Ula’ you’ll find a ‘guest pier’, an opportunity to visit a public lavatory and a small grocery, but if you’re looking closely, you might find more . . .
I was fortunate enough to have secured a private guide (a local blogger called ‘Virago Life’)
and that way saved a lot of time.From the wharf there is a back road winding itself trough a picturesque area behind the hills –
Her et lite utsyn mot innløpet fra en noe annen vinkel
Inside the garden fences we found green lawns, lush shrubs and beautiful flowers –
En “grønn lunge” åpenbarte seg plutselig. På den andre siden lå det en stor-kiosk med en liten scene og “Virago Life” kunne fortelle meg at her hadde en rekke kjente norske musikere avholdt sommerkonserter opp gjennom årene.
A small green oasis suddenly opened up. Across the lawn there was a kiosk combined with a small scene, and my guide could inform me that through the years a number of well known Norwegian musicians had been having ‘summer concerts’ in this very spot.
The kiosk I mentioned also had a small outdoor restaurant where it would be possible to enjoy a bite to eat and perhaps a cold beer if the need was there . . .
And suddenly we were back by the sea. This time on something called ‘the little beach’, but with a sand quality that made me think of Denmark with its sand dunes and straws . . .
I vannkanten lå solide svaberg i ekte norsk granitt. Her kunne man fritt velge om man ønsket å bade fra sandstrand eller fra granitt.
By the waters edge we found big slabs of Norwegian granite. Here you could choose freely if you preferred to swim from granite or from the beach itself –
It was kind of hard to resist taking a swim there and then, but – we had a job to do: Photography!
Men bak oss sto skogen med sine små teltplasser og “grønne lunger”. Det er faktisk folk som tilbringer sommeren i telt her nede!
Just behind us was the forest with its small camping grounds and ‘green oasises’. It’s actually people who spend the entire summerliving in tents in between the trees down here!
Near by roships flowers in abundance –
unfortunately, – some were well on their way to become beautiful red fruits and were sending us a signal that the summer was was at end –
And then there were others that insisted that the autumn was still a long way off-
Then suddenly we past ‘stor-stranda’ (‘The Big Beach’) with pure white sand nearly like a powder, this time twice as big as the first one.
Her, innimellom skyggefulle trær og med et flott utsyn, overrasket “Virago Life” meg med medbragte smørbrød og varm kaffe!!! Fotoreportasjen tok plutselig karakter av en “picknic” i det grønne…
Here in between the shadows among the trees and a lovely view over the sea, ‘Virago Life’ surprised me with warm coffee and sandwiches brought along for the occasion! All of a sudden the photo report took the shape of a picknic in the wilderness . . .
Again we have changed direction. Now approaching the track that will take us tot the statue of ‘Ulabrand’ erected on the top of the mountain where he was observing the sea looking for ships in distress –
Here the track starts –
Og her er han – ‘gubben’ selv! Her skuer han ut over sitt kjære hav slik han engang gjorde! Statuen ble reist i 1932 av Tjølling Sangkor.
And here he is! The man himself! Watching his dear ocean like he always used to do. The statue was erected in 1932 by Tjølling Choir.
Vi avslutter med et bilde som viser utsynet fra Ulabrands observasjonspost slik han kunne se det.
We conclude with a typical view from ‘Ulabrands’ observation post like he saw it.
(Compliments of SRB )
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