Valentine’s Edition, Round 1: Sweden or Canada?

First Impressions: I’m always so inclined to think that any place with red houses with white trim is somewhere in Scandinavia. And if I’m pressed, I think that’s where we are. But a tiny part of me did think North America, based on the trees. I don’t know why. Not the US, because there’d likely be a flag hanging off that porch, were it the US.

But really, Canada’s only my second guess to keep this interesting. Because honestly, that whole landscape screams Scandinavia, right? Also, look at those dotted lines edging the road.



Looking Around: I feel a smidge of hesitation, because the reverse view doesn’t look any different than rural Canada. And nary a red and white building in sight.


Proceeding North: Plenty of red and white buildings. But little in the way of clues to tell me that this is anywhere specific. The electric poles look fairly generic.  No good glimpses of license plate shapes. No flags hanging off porches yet. There’s a big electric tower in the distance though.



Unfamiliar Shapes: The shape of the electric tower doesn’t seem like a North American shape. And that road sign leaves some question. European road signs often have the coming and going on both sides, with the name of the town you’re exiting crossed out. This sign is empty on the back. But let’s see what it says on the front.


Definitely Scandinavian: Gargnas with an umlaut over the A. Gargnäs. Swedish or Norwegian?


The Wisest Direction? Heading north, there are trees and more trees. Is heading North really a good idea when trying to triangulate where in Scandinavia I am?  Well, at least there’s another sign: Aha 23.



A Bridge Too Far? I find a little bridge, and then, shortly after that, my road runs out. Well, it doesn’t run out, but the Google car goes no further. Time to turn around and explore the southerly route.



A Crop of Red Farmhouses: South takes us by dozens of the quintessential Scandinavian farm houses. And to the west, a body of water. A river? A long lake? Not sure yet.  What I’m looking for now, is a secondary marker. A road sign telling me major road name. Or perhaps another town to triangulate with Aha and Gargnas. Onward.




Oh, good! A crossroads!





So, we’re looking for Staggtrask, Gargbro, and Gransgard. Okay then. And it might be on a route marked 93, or at the 93rd kilometer. Inclined to think Sweden now.  We’ve got a haloed A on the signs.  Maybe if I can find one more crossroads or road sign, that will give us even more to go off of.

A Second Set of Crossroads: And here we go. Sorsele 46. And a schwackload of Distrikt signs and maps. Let’s look closer.


Vindelalven. Is that a header about fishing? I see a sign pointing out the Typiska Fiskarter, which seems to be typical fish species? There’s a map too, but it’s kind of hard to see properly.


I’m reminded of Lycksele, a place I’ve ended up outside of several times here on Geoguessr. Sorsele has the same suffix, which inclines me to start checking the map near Lycksele. Bingo! Northwest of Lycksele!


Zooming in, I see Gargnas on the map. So now just to pinpoint my probable starting spot.


As I see it, I’m looking for a stretch of road outside Gargnas which is largely north-south, and has a little bridge and looks less travelled. Hrm. This might do.



621 meters down the road. Not bad. Off to a good start.






The Return: Round 5

First Impressions:

Another place I don’t know right off the bat, but which reminds me of Europe. I’m basing this on the elongated van, the building style, and the few people I can see. I can’t read any of the signs yet and I haven’t looked around. I can kinda see a flag on the building but I can’t really tell what it looks like.

If I had to guess, I’d say Austria?



Looking around I see some obelisks and some towers. Still no clue where I am. Maybe somewhere in the Czech Republic. Wow. A Famous Place I do not immediately know on sight. Sweet. Still probably gonna be easier though because urban places usually are. And famous places seem to come with placards and maps.



Well, in a turn-up for the books, I’m in one of those spots that has NO handles. No where to scoot around to. This is frustrating because I can see the bits of world just beyond and now I’m feeling humbled because I DON’T recognise this famous spot.

A sign that says MUZE something?


Some rugs? And the towers …look familiar? Maybe the towers of the Hagia Sofia?


Checking the map and there’s a lot of Muzesis in Istanbul.


Now maybe I should look until I find the obelisks?

I found this configuration. and I think that the dikilita might be the obelisks?


Okay, not bad.

Although I STILL think that this might have glitched because when I zoomed in on the GeoGuessr map, I didnt’ see the obelisks. Since I’m on my final round and have made my guess, I’m now gonna look up and see if the game did, in fact, glitch.


The game DID glitch. BOO YEAH.


One final note: These are not the towers of the Hagia Sofia but rather a nearby palace.



AFTER HIATUS: WEEK NINE – Round 1: Plains, Trains, and Euro-Mobiles.

First Impressions: I’m going guess that we’re in Poland or one of the little formerly Russian countries. Wait til I get closer to that lightpole. That’ll tell me if I’m in Poland. Meanwhile, I see a blocky orange van and another one just like it in the distance. The cars I can see do seem rather European to my brain.


I decide to zoom in on the seal on the side and I find what appears to be Cyrillic lettering. I can’t read it very well at all but I know it’s not English.


Looking Around: To the west, there’s a junction with the road that our matching van is on. To the south a road stretching away. The scenery seems to be rural but not isolated. Like the outskirts of a largish town, but not a city suburb. There seem to be people waiting for a bus. There’s also a largish sign. I might go take a look at that and then double back round to the junction. South briefly, and then northwest..


I was mistaken. What I thought might be a sign, proved to be a fence. Humiliating. 🙂 Back to the junction.


There is some kind of market or store on the corner, complete with the requisite Coke ad garnishing the door. There’s something weird about how Coke permeates much of the world. By now, you could pretty much go anywhere in the world and know a market by the Coke iconography.


Just beyond the convenience store is the road sign I thought I saw elsewhere. Only this time it is a sign. To the east, lies УФА (which Hubsand pronounced as Uffa over my shoulder) and to the south ТЮЛЬГАН. (I’m spelling these using charmap so pardon any missteps.)


And it looks like we were just leaving the town of Novomur-something something, or НОВОМУРАПТАОЛО, while entering the outskirts of СТАРЫЙ МУРАПТАЛ. (That does make me wonder if we are in a former Russian republic since my brain seems to be reading that as Sztari Mura-something.)


And there’s this sign. Is this the river? I think it is. ЮШАТЫР Й Р ЮШАТЫРЬ


And another sign….


Right now I’m mostly hoping to find a road sign that indicates highway. The farmlands through here seem to indicate a lot of ruralosity. 🙂 I could easily mistake them for the Central Plains states, were it not for the road signs and cars.


A nice picturesque train rumbling through the countryside!


I’m not seeing anything that looks like a highway sign, so I’m gonna duck into my map and see if I can find Uffa. It had the largest number so must be a decent sized city to show up on signs that many kilometers away.

And yep, there’s Ufa.


So we have the approximate region: Somewhere to the left/west/southish of Ufa. Gotta narrow it down though.


Well, I found Tyulgan (ТЮЛЬГАН) on the map and Muraptalovo too! South of Ufa!


And tracing my way from Tyulgan to the junction to Ufa, I think I find my spot. There’s even a gas station a little ways north.


36.6 meters!

Pretty good!


About Ufa: It was build as a fortress under Ivan the Terrible’s reign in the 1500s. It was seiged by Coassacks and Bashkir. And it is the center of the Uga Governorate, and was the seat of Soviet Ukrainean government during WWII. More about Ufa here.