Here's a link to another of those 360° panorama photos. It's hard to get a sense of how big and steep everything is.
Here's a link to another of those 360° panorama photos. It's hard to get a sense of how big and steep everything is.
Panorama from the Stegastein lookout. Groin-tinglingly high up.
Not many photos of Damian - but he is here. This is the lookout platform at Stegastein.
Flåm
Last night we stayed up in the mountains at Østerbrø Fjellstove and today walked down for 19km / 7 hours through the Aurlandsdalen valley. It's a rugged place with a small handful of old and mostly abandoned farmsteads. It's hard to imagine what it was like living up there in those times. It's also frustratingly hard to portray the actual scale of things in photos. We tilt our heads right back to look up at a looming rockface and waterfall but when you take a photo it looks piddly.
Tonight we're back in Flåm nursing our throbbing feet. Fancy hotel, beer tasting and a three course dinner.
Here's a 'shroom.
We stayed in Gudvangen last night and today will be starting a three-day kayak in the fjords along with a 1000m (!!) hike up to a peak overlooking everything. Weather and fitness permitting.
Here is where we stayed last night.
This is the view from our bed through a skylight in the grass roof up to the mountains looming above us.
We're back from our kayaking/hiking but it's late and were too tired to go through the photos. Will sort something out in the morning. In the meantime here's a pic of where we hiked up to. Sal is one of the tiny people there. 1100m up.
Ok so we went on a three-day kayak with a small group (10 including our guide). The first day was kayaking from Gudvangen to our campsite near Dyrdal with a couple of stops along the way to check out waterfalls. The second day was hiking up a valley and onto a plateau overlooking the fjord which took about nine hours. The last day was kayaking on to Undredal where we were picked up.
Undredal is a tiny village that, until recently, was isolated but is now linked by road and tunnels. It has a stave church built in 1147.
Our campsite for two nights. All cooking was done over a simple rock-enclosed fire pit using charcoal and a grate.
The view from our campsite on one of the mornings.
Looking up the valley behind the fjord. Scraped out by glaciers. Lots of interesting plants.
On top of the plateau. Loose rocks left by the glaciers thousands of years ago along with lichens, mosses and other hardy plants.
Sally coped better than me looking over the edge and down into the fjord. I had to get down on my belly and crawl forward. Imagining a freak gust of wind or sudden rock collapse.
Stunning but sickening.
Improvised coat hooks on one of the huts high up in the valley.
Have just spent three days in Bergen, the rainiest city in Europe. We spent the first day relaxing and recharging and doing washing (and, it was...............raining). Made it out to a very nice bar (Bien Snackbar) for a burger and a beer but that was about it. Next, we climbed up the mountain behind our AirBnB while we waited for more washing to finish (took slightly longer that the washing but there you go). Pretty nice views over the city.
[edit: here is the 360°view from the top of the hill behind where we were staying]
We then ventured into the city - Damian a bit sad sack (it's hard to be a tourist all of the time). Massive cruise ship stop here and you really notice the number of people. We walked through the streets (nothing is open on Sunday's here) and went to the UNESCO site of Bryggen (see picture) and also checked out the out ruin from the 12th century at Haakon's Hall. We decided to leave the Fløibanan funicular and do it the next day - this will become a reminder to 'seize the day'! Stopped in to try a couple of local brews and then hit a nice Italian near home for tea.
Awoke early to head of to get ahead of the crowds for the Funicular. DISASTER - whole city covered in fog! Change of plan - so a quick stop to 'Dumpster Pizaza' for a toastie apparently made from short dated products (though not reflected in the price). We then rode to Gamle Bergen -a bit of a disappointing gang of old houses (a bit like MOTAT). Then off to Nordnes Peninsula which was a quiet haven after the crazy people,car,bus mayhem in the centre of Bergen. Trip to the supermarket in an attempt to save a bit of cash and weight gain. Home cooked tea and a solution found to a slight booking error that would have required us to complete a 6 hour drive in one hour at the end of our Norway driving tour.