Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The Hills are Alive!

The title of this blog is dedicated to you Christine. As I know you haven't had enough of the theme :-)

I continue to share the tales of the lands of Norway. We saw so many beautiful sights but there is one in particular that I will remember always, which is the town of Vik. After about 22 hours of driving we reached were close to the location of the last ferry - the one that would take us to the cabin that we would call home for a few days. As we descended from a long mountain overpass that the guide book called bleak and improbable, we approached the magical town of Vik. It was everything you think of when you picture the northern fjords of Norway. Take a look:


This church you see in the distance is almost a thousand years old. One of the few remaining stave churches in Norway.


I think the fog helped set the scene for the mystical almost eery feeling. Once we crossed over to the north side of the fjord, we reached our cabin and were really glad to have survived all the tunnels, bridges and ferries. Thank you Robert for driving so carefully and getting us there in one piece!!!


Check out the view from our cabin:



Another one of the many highlights was the hike we did in the nearby town of Balestrand.
I was full of joy when as I was quietly hiking up the side of the mountain (not an easy feat!) hummingalong to the sounds of my all time favorite movie: The Sound of Music!!
With these views, how could one resist rejoicing about the hills!!




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