The seven sisters – a real family saga from the realm of trolls in Helgeland
Aren’t they beautiful to look at, the seven sisters here in Helgeland on the island of Landego? How wonderfully they shape the landscape here, these seven peaks of this magnificent mountain range.
How pretty were you when you were still alive? But from the beginning:
At the Vestfjord
High up north, here in Helgeland, once called Hålogaland, were two giant trolls on opposite sides of the Vestfjord. The two giants didn’t like each other and so they looked at each other in a bad mood. Each of them wanted to be the tallest, one as a sailor, the other as a mountain dweller in the fells.
One, Vågakallen, was sitting on a chair at a height of 1,000 meters near Henningsvær. His kingdom included the Lofoten, the Vestfjord and above all the rich stock of cod from which the famous stockfish is made. how often did he face the constant dangers of storms and waves. And even the overpowering god of thunder Thor could not harm him with his mighty hammer.
Landegomøya looked not far away. How much she loved Vågakallen and how their happiness shouldn’t be. But the winter nights are long and dark and so she had a child unnoticed by him. She was actually promised to Blåmannen, who lived north of Sulitjelma. But Vågakallen was indescribably attractive and even the sun rewarded him with a gold crown in the evening in the summer months, while she even gave him a purple dress at night.
The hot-blooded son
Vågakallen was already a father. And his son was pretty temperamental. He did what he wanted and went his own way. His special love was for the horses. The relationship between father and son was shattered after a violent argument. The quick-tempered Hestmann, now half strong and physically superior to his father, left his father and settled in Svolværfjell with Svolværgeita.
The kingdom of the Suliskongen
The king of Sulis (Suliskongen) has his empire in the east up to the Swedish border. This includes, for example, today’s Sulitjelma. Huge mountains, primeval forests and lakes shape his country. Nobody knew of his wealth of copper ore and other treasures that lay beneath his landscape. He watched his counterpart, the Vågakallen, very suspiciously and grimly.
But the two giants, however much they disliked each other, agreed that their next generation could not be said about them. Neither the son of Vågakallen, Hestmann, nor the seven beautiful daughters of Suliskongen.
The beautiful daughters of the Suliskongen
The Suliskongen was quite annoyed by his seven daughters. They weren’t making life easy for him. He was so overwhelmed with their behavior that he brought them to the island of Landego and put them with the tutor Landegomøya and the nanny Lekamøya. This ended the debauched and wild life of the seven daughters, it became quiet around them. In summer they enjoyed the endless sunshine and in winter the fascinating and mystical northern lights.
The hot-blooded Hestmann
The quick-tempered and hot-blooded Hestmann not only had eyes for his horses. By the way, Hestmann means “horse man”. In any case, this Hestmann was sitting on a hill near Svolvær on a mild summer night in May, when the sun was almost no longer setting. His gaze swept across the Vestfjord to Landego.
Then he saw the nanny Lekamøya with the seven sisters bathing in the sea in the bright evening sun. This confused his senses and his horses went through with him, so to speak. He picked up the next horse, hastily put on his coat while riding, and rushed 150 kilometers across the Vestfjord to the south with everything his horse could give. The sea shone through the sparks of the horse’s iron hooves, it was that fast.
This did not go unnoticed by the watchful nanny Lekamøya. She knew that no one could oppose the Hestmann and he took what he wanted. And she was very aware of the danger of the seven sisters. She fled frantically south with them.
The red lion, Rødøløva, was assigned to the guard that evening, and of course he quickly noticed that something strange was going on in the north.
The hot seven sisters
The seven sisters quickly saw their chance to seduce this hot-blooded and spirited Hestmann, so what should they flee from? They had frantically thrown on their coats for the escape, but now they threw them off excitedly. So they created the island of Dønna. Then they stopped and lured Hestmann with their charms. There they stood side by side, from north to south, sorted by age, the seven sisters Botnkrona, Grytfoten, Skjeringen, Tvillingene, Kvasstinden and Breitinden in the south. She was the oldest and carried her illegitimate child on her back.
But Hestmann only wanted one, the nanny Lekamøya. But she didn’t want him and threw out rolling pin and baking board in the south before she gave everything she could in her seven-mile boots. Lekamøya was quick, very quick. Even Hestmann couldn’t keep up. But what he shouldn’t have shouldn’t be given to anyone else. So he took his bow and shot an arrow at the fleeing Lekamøya.
The Troll from Bronnøy
In a prime location, a troll was in the mountains of Brønnøy in the mountains on this bright evening. In the spring-like calm he saw the wild chase and had a lot of fun with it. And, he wanted to get involved a little. He saw the shot arrow, took his hat and threw it towards the arrow. The arrow pierced his hat, the hat sank into the sea, but even today a large part still looks out of the water. The hat known as Berg Torghatten even shows the hole of the arrow.
Lekamøya managed to escape to Trøndelag and remained safe from the Hestmann.
Solidified into stones
Rødøyløva, Helgeland, Kodak Ektar, Leica Summilux 1.4 50 asph. | © mare.photoThere are only short spring nights in the Nordland. As soon as the sun rose, all the trolls and giants turned to stone where they were. The seven sisters stayed lined up on the island of Alsten near Sandnessjøen, the Hestmann stands in Lurøy on the Arctic Circle, the nanny Lekamøya on Leka and Rødøløva on Rødøya. The two old giants have stayed where they always sat; on the Vetsfjord and on the Swedish border at Sulitjelma. Nobody gets them away from their stone places. The world should already go under. But who wants that.