At the end of September I made my triumphant return to Norway, this time leading a pack of students. For four days, we were based in Flåm, exploring the fjords and surrounding mountains.
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| This is Flåm. As previously mentioned, it's tiny. |
After a horrifically early start (arriving at CPH Lufthavn at the shockingly early hour of 5.30am), we luckily got to ease into the trip with a nice long bus ride through many, many tunnels. This was followed up by a chilly yet leisurely ferry ride from Flåm to Gudvangen, which lies at the end of the Nærøyfjord, which, as you may remember, means "narrow fjord".
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| Mmmmmfjords. |
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| Is it possible to see too many fjords? Personal experience says "nej". |
Day two started with a ride up the ever popular, ever lovely Flåmbana to Myrdal. Once again, we got incredibly lucky with weather. It seems the weather gods of Norway really like me.
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| Behold; Myrdal. |
From Myrdal, it's a 21km walk back down the Rallarvegen back to Flåm. The top of the trail is quite steep, and we were shocked to be passed by people driving cars up the ridiculously steep switchbacks. Clearly Norwegians are a hearty lot.
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| Picturesque cabins everywhere. |
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| Outrageously lovely scenery has become a norm in my life. |
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| Ah look, another waterfall. |
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| And the river it feeds. |
It was a very long walk down, and my knee was always not particularly pleased about it, but the views more than made it worthwhile. And there is a certain amount of satisfaction you get from completing a longish hike.
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| More cabins. |
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| The water was an amazing shade of turquoise. |
Overall, good times, and very worth the stiffness.
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