What do brothers really do?
Currently, pure fossil cars make up less than 10 percent of all new car sales in Norway. Perhaps we can assume that a large portion of hybrids are “test clothes” for owners who are still a little skeptical about the aspects of owning an electric vehicle, whether it’s a trailer hitch, range or the opportunity to set up a charger at home.
But here in Norway, there is one thing about owning an electric car, which is fortunately relatively simple; fast charging.
If I approach empty of electricity, a cold sweat seldom takes me. We have “very few” chargers, but it has a lot to do with the size of the cars on the road. We are many who have to charge. We seldom risk being left empty in the middle of the wilderness.
This can be risked on the other side of the border.
When we were recently getting a job in Stockholm it seemed silly to borrow a small Fiat 500e for the job. The idea was to drive long distances in a small electric car. Especially since the undersigned are just a few.
Here was the potential humor. But the mood was not good for the 1,000 km journey.
note! We’ll come back with an article about driving the Fiat 500e to the extreme.
In this country, even an ordinary small gas station in the middle of nowhere will usually have a fast charger, if not more.
I tried to see if it was objectively correct, and I found it NRK was hurt for calling Båtsfjord with “gokk” on a previous occasion.
Beyond that, we don’t have a place actually called Gokk with a G. But what Båtsfjord has on the other hand are three very fast charging stations for electric cars. Just over 2,200 people live in Båtsfjord, according to Wikipedia.
Although there are quite a few people in rural Sweden, I suppose there are as many as several versions of gok out there as well. But not all of them have their own chargers. Instead, you often risk being in the middle of fast chargers. If you’re lucky, there are 22kW chargers nearby, so you can at least get enough power to slow down more. But often the next charger can take several miles.
And if I don’t fill my “fuel tank” in the quarter to half hour I need it, the trip will quickly take twice as long as it should.
This was also the case on returns, as almost all chargers quarrel.
When there are chargers after all, they are not sure that they will work. And when the charger isn’t working while you have less than 60 kilometers left on the range indicator, beads of sweat quickly start to pick up your forehead.
Usually, charging apps show that you are tens of kilometers away from the nearest fast charger.
In Sweden, shipping problems are not related to queues, as they are largely the case in Norway. They’re about to find one at all.
And the Swedes didn’t make it easy either.
It’s a strange road network owned by the brothers. Speed limits go up and down and up and down faster than the carousel in the amusement park. One might wonder if Swedish city and town planners operate with the motto “Are you going to meeeera?”
Because it can be 100 km / h 200 metres, before it is 70 km / h the final is in 100 metres, including the speed cam, then again up to 100 km / h.
In my pickup Fiat, I was mostly 70-80 behind a truck anyway, because at 120kph it’s only 15km from the absolute top speed, and I suspect it would have broken with general relativity if you got too close to top speed. Perhaps it had to be charged every two metres.
The Swedish motorway range has finished close to 160-180 kilometers from just over 300 promised according to the WLTP.
It is possible to talk about. How do Swedes feel about their petrol stations? Are they wounded in pride? Should they be hidden? displaced?
At least that’s what it looks like for a poor northern baguette who comes rolling in a little blue hair dryer with a tent as a roof. Because here at home I look out the window and think ‘Aha! Petrol station. And it has chargers. Cute – good. “
At a length of about 500,000 meters Swedish E18, I was constantly told that there must be gas stations. But I saw few of them.
Damn as many Max, McDonald’s and Burger King as you promised me, without seeing too many of them too.
Sometimes the wings of a yellow gull protruded from the wood, but other than that, it was only the signs along the way that revealed that there was something more than bark beetles in the immediate vicinity. Here it was not only possible to observe the chargers with eyes.
Without the app, I’m lost in the desert.
The mood was not improved by the fact that I had to start with a nearly empty battery from Stockholm. A garage with not a single charger inside is considered offensive to a Norwegian in 2022.
I had to get about 9-10 charges from Oslo to Stockholm and back. How many chargers I don’t remember exactly – because I have connected to several chargers. Or at least I did.
Someone can not connect to the car. Some could not connect to the Internet. Someone seems to be charging my car without paying me, while the app synchronously with my fifth attempt to connect can tell that the entire charging network had problems. Was it me who was the problem?
And even if everything is working 100 percent as planned, the chargers must be connected in a certain order. It seems that what needs to be pressed first by the app or the charger is important, and for some it is right to connect the cable first, while for others it should be done last so that an error message does not appear.
Even at its best and most maintained, the infrastructure is no better user-friendly than the video player of the 1980s.
I’ve been charged in two places with no drama. One of the fast chargers from EON in Karlstad was great and didn’t give a single error message. Although the connection is slow, the Mer shipper near the border with Norway also got the job done.
But by far, most Swedish chargers made me desperately want to refuel my Fiat, light it up, and take the bus home again.
Sometimes the accusation is complained of in Norway, and of course we have to file a complaint. We haven’t finished building. But the Swedes didn’t even start. I can think of no greater culture shock than driving an electric car outside Norway.
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