Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale of a not-so-fateful trip. It did start at a port (but not a tropic one) and was three hours long, but that is where any similarities to a 1960′s sitcom end. There may have been a millionaire and his wife aboard, or possibly a professor and a movie star, but they were incognito. I may or may not have called Jeremy “Lovey” during the trip.
At any rate, the fjord cruise we took while in Norway was a great experience.
The brochure said it was “The world’s most beautiful adventure.” I’d bet this was true when it is sunny because even with clouds and occasional rain drops it was pretty amazing.
We were surrounded by hills.
At first we saw some signs of civilization – a small home here and there – but the landscape became all about nature as we went farther into the fjord.
This was an interesting rock formation. It was called a pothole and we were told that it was used as a bathtub for area residents heading to church.
Hills, water, rocks, occasionally another boat. That is the scenery we enjoyed while playing many games of Go Fish. (For the record, I didn’t win a single game.)
This is Fantahala, Vagabond’s Cave. A group of citizens were on the run from the authorities took shelter here. Apparently they did not pay their taxes. Sales tax is currently 25% so I can understand why. Look closely in the middle of the picture to see what looks like a person – I assure you, it is just a mannequin.
These goats are just as much of an attraction as anything else on the tour. They are well trained – as soon as a boat is nearby they come running!
Preikestolen (Pulpit Rock) is a very interesting rock formation – it’s the squared off part that juts out over the edge. Many hike up to the top but my acrophobia prevented us from doing so. Legend has it that if seven brothers marry seven sisters it will fall down into the fjord and cause a tidal wave. Thomas worried about that happening for the rest of our time in Norway.
There’s still snow on top of the mountains but it is melting and the waterfalls formed by the runoff are beautiful.
The water is clean and drinkable – the staff took a sample with a bucket and gave everyone a drink. Andrew said it tasted like ice.
This photo is a reminder that when you ask a stranger to take a photograph, you never know what you’re going to get. All four of us were lined up and smiling, but only Jeremy and I made it in the picture. And yes, it was very windy, why do you ask?
Soon three hours had passed and we were back at the dock. There’s more Norway posts to come, but excuse me while I hit YouTube for some reruns of Gilligan’s Island.