With time to sit and look out to sea and to be in the right place at the right time can be most rewarding; the only problem with photography is whether the camera can cope with the weather. Yes I am boring, yes I always have a camera attached to my hand, but sometimes the captured images make my sacrifice to the art worth the effort. Tell me if you agree or not. The pictures speak for themselves.
As we entered the port of Alesund we were not alone; being followed by what appeared to be a ferry of some stature. This ship only stayed in the harbour for half an hour before sailing away; but there was no sail away party to be heard.
We were intrigued by the building on the top of the hill overlooking the town.
When zooming in we could see there was a viewing platform for those looking down on the extensive vista; little did we know that over 400 steps later we would be taking advantage of the facility. A feat of ascension achieved without the aid of a defibulator or an ambulance.
The climb was worth every step, a valuation made plausable when looking at the pictures taken there; especially the selfy.
And then it was time to go down again, easier than the climb but still a challenge to the calf muscles.
A few shots to take on the way out to sea and time to say bye bye to Norway. Now for a night – day – night before we are due in Iceland; not that there would be any darkness as we were now fully in the zone for 24/7 daylight and crossing into the Arctic Circle.
Yes it is a 4.30 start and although the conditions were not in the least perfect for photography, the results tell the story of this journey inland, with slowly clearing skies, reasonable accurately.
During the morning P and O’s Arcadia joined us, luckily we were there first as they had to use tenders to offload passengers, we had the only mooring space alongside. We did leave the QV for a short excursion around the surrounding high ground but unfortunately the higher we got the more mist we found.
Arcadia did leave before us and as the weather was deteriorating most of the good views were disappearing behind the dropping haze. The outward journey was no where near as good for photography so we will end this stopover here and just say that tomorrow in Alesund the weather was much better. Looking back on this part of the voyage we were amazed at the lack of passengers out seeing these sights; those hoping to see things during the afternoon return sailing did not know what they had missed earlier in the day.
After watching the sun go down we were bathed in a pale twilight that never lessened into darkness, using the curtains in our cabin to be the created night of choice became the norm for nearly two weeks.
Blue skies and sunshine gave us an entirely different approach to our next port, Norway’s second largest city of Bergen. The original itinerary had us going fifty miles along a fjord to Flam, unfortunately that was changed but we saw more of the Norwegian lifestyle than the landscapes we were expecting.
We had booked an excursion to tour the city sights and get a cable car to the top of the nearest tallest mountain; the following pictures only hint at the views and the diversity of land and city scape.
Returning back to the ground floor we had a brief look at some of the sights we had seen from the coach then headed back to the QV which was preparing to move on to Olden. Many residential areas of the city were sited on the waterside of our route back to the open sea.
We had been told that there would be an overcast start to the following day’s inland journey up a fjord to Olden, we were also told that meandering would start at 4.30 A.M. If you are awake we will see you then.