12 July - Bergen to Oye for two nights.
On a beautiful warm day with clear skies, all the walkers converged on the Comfort Hotel in Bergen, on time, from the other side of the world. With nine walkers, two guides and our guide, Graeme's two Uni student children coming along as well, we loaded up the two minivans and set off north into fiordland.
| Car ferry crossing |
| Views from lunch spot |
| Lunch stop |
| Hotel Union, Oye |
13 July - Walk from Hellesylt to high above Sunnylvsfjord
| Amazing reflections off glacial lakes |
This morning we drove back out along the amazing winding road where our hotel is located to the old Viking
| Flour mill in Hellesylt |
Each day we buy our lunch and carry it in our backpacks to what is always a beautiful location. Yesterday our tour guide told us of a supermarket where we could by lunch and we could walk up the hill above it to have a broad view of the fjord. When we arrived the supermarket was closed, as was the picnic spot, due to roadworks. This then became the joke for the day with Graemed. Today we were to buy our lunch at a supermarket in Hellesylt but it too was closed until midday as it was Sunday. The joke continues ......
| Views on the walk up |
Our walk was nothing less than spectacular. There is only one opportunity on this tour to see the Sunnylvsfjord and we make a special two-night stop to see it. The mountainous terrain is very fickle and a number of previous tours have made the climb only to see cloud. Today we were so fortunate with the weather. It was warm and sunny with such a light breeze that the glacial lakes we passed were mirror perfect.
The track followed the old Postal Route that started providing weekly postal services to the remote villages along the fjord from 1790.
At the top of the walk we had these views where the Sunnylvsfjord meets the Geirangerfjord.
| Lunch room |
Monday 14 July - Today we travelled through the fjords, across them and then away from them into the centre of Norway to the cross-country ski fields of Oppdal to Kongsvold on the Kings' Way, a pilgrims trail between Oslo and Trondheim.
Before leaving the fjords we stopped at 320 metre high Stigfossen Waterfall with its cleverly designed Tourist Information Centre and landscaped ponds fed by the waterfalls stream. The Centre blends in with the natural landscape with the ever present souvenir shops buried into the rivers bank. Leaving the waterfall and driving down the switchback road we started travelling at about 1000 metres into heathland and the ski fields to our hotel.
The hotel is made up of numerous old buildings some dating back to the 1700's and is an important and popular stopover for pilgrims. The dining room has been serving food every year since the mid 1700's. Elk horns adorn the outside of the buildings, a small botanical garden run by the local university is beside it. In the hills around the hotel are elk, musk oxen and alpine ponies.
We did two walks here; one each side of the valley with our hotel in it. The first was along the pilgrims trail and its cross country skiing trails. Julie spotted a lemming beside the path that eventually gave up trying to hide and took off into the low shrubs. The walk was beautiful giving us panoramic views over the ski fields and to the mountains and valleys beyond.
The second walk was up the hill over the road from the hotel into musk oxen country. We spied several single beasts feeding and a couple of herds one of which moved onto a patch of snow with the you calves running around and around the adults. The bison looking animals are related to sheep and will charge if you get too close. We stayed well outside the 200 metre exclusion zone recommended.
With all this game around it was inevitable that it would appear on the menu. I (not Julie) have now added bison, reindeer and reindeer tongue to the list of dishes I've had. The Icelandic chef at the hotel is exceptionally good and very creative. Local wild animals that stray into to the wrong areas and refuse to go back end up on the plates of the hotel guests in all forms of delicacies.