If Eva and Kjell Ryvang are to travel from home, they should warn about Sweden. Their home is at the end of a six kilometer long lake, which is half Swedish, half Norwegian, and the lake is the only navigable road to and from Sylen. But in spring and autumn, when the ice is unsafe, the people of Sylen are isolated from the outside world. Just as full, it was here they wanted to come in, after having had enough of the stress and hustle and bustle in the city. Oddgeir Bruaset has met the Ryvang family, whose livelihood is tourism.

Kjeåsen lies on a mountain shelf, 530 steep meters above the Hardangerfjord. The old path to the farm was so difficult to walk that half of those who tried turned back. The Oslo girl Bjørg Wiik also climbed up here. She wanted to take care of her aunt, the last one still alive up on the mountain shelf. But after her aunt died, Bjørg stayed. She had discovered that Kjeåsen had something that the big city could never give her. Oddgeir Bruaset has met the woman who still lives at Kjeåsen, alone and at the age of 70.