When? A long time ago How? Coming from Norway, last leg of trip. Who? With Don
Across the tundra to the far north at Tromso, and then south, hugging the coast, ferrying across several stunning, but cloud obscured fjords to Bergen.
Beautiful scenery and far too much rain obscuring it. I read that the suicide rate was the highest in the world here and I can see why. There is little habitation and very little to do in bad weather. It’s not much fun in a tiny tent when it’s cold and the rain is thrumming down.
It ‘s too expensive to eat out. We can’t even afford much from the supermarket, circling the shelves, searching for the cheapest and most filling items. No open sandwiches for us.
A ferry, Jupiter, home to Newcastle.
When? February 2012 How? Hurtigruten Ferry Who? With friend Norma
In search of the Northern Lights
A Hurtiguten ferry cruise from Bergen to Kirkenes, on the border with Russia, via Ålesund, Trondheim, Bodø, Tromsø, Honningsvåg, the Lofoten Islands and the North Cape.
Alesund -a fairytale town with its refections and charming art nouveau
The log cabin shape Cathedral of the Arctic towering above the houses at Tromsø
The Nordkap- so cold and windy I thought I might not make it back
The Northern Lights put on their magic show twice – we were summoned from our beds by the ship’s tannoy to see them (you can turn it off if you want)
But best of all once past Bodo we hit polar night- a never to be forgotten ethereal blue silence
The boat was comfortable, the food good and we were rewarded with a fascinating cinematic view of the everyday commerce, the deliveries , the comings and going of Norwegians moving from one port to the next