Friday, January 13, 2017

Calendar photo of the month: January 2017

Considering tomorrow it will be four years ago that I started the group part of my New Zealand adventure I figured it would only be fair to start this year's calendar photo of the month edition with a photo from New Zealand:

This is from Franz Joseph Glacier on the South Island of New Zealand, which I was able to visit by helicopter.

And for those who have followed my blog or calendar publications over the last few years, yes I have recently changed the layout for the 2017 calendars, to give the photos more room.
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Friday, January 6, 2017

The Scandinavian Adventure: Oslo - Copenhagen

(Thursday, July 10th 2014 — Friday, July 11th 2014)

We had spent a couple of days in Oslo, resting and preparing for the second part of our bike ride, which would lead us mostly through Denmark, but include a day’s trip to Sweden as well.
This time Solo decided to rather pay for hotels than to take his tent with us, as this would allow us to travel with a little less luggage on our bikes.
He had done a cross country trip in Germany, with only the things that fitted in his 30 liter backpack, but when we tried to fit my things into a 30 liter backpack it soon had turned out that I just needed to carry too much. So I took one pannier bag and the backpack with me instead.
Since I had been able to get us a ticket for the Oslo Copenhagen ferry for a bargain, while we were still on our bike trip through Norway, we had made our plans with Copenhagen as a starting point.
Solo’s expectations of the check-in process for this new ferry ride weren’t actually very high, after the experiences we’d had with the check-in process for the Hurtigruten some weeks ago. So he was rather surprised to see how smooth everything went. We just rode our bikes down to the ferry terminal, queued up with the cars and checked in when it was our time to do so. After that it was just a short period to wait until it was our time to get on board.
A smooth and well organized process, after which we enjoyed the 17 hour long tour on the ferry to Denmark.

We arrived early in the morning in Copenhagen, and the disembarking from the boat was as smooth as the embarking had been. Now it was time to find the way to our hotel.
This time we didn’t count on pure luck in finding a place to stay, we had actually pre-booked the hotels for the first four nights from Norway, which probably had been a wise decision as it was hard to find a room in Copenhagen.
Copenhagen is known as a cyclist's town, so while I tried to pay attention to the traffic and figure out where we had to go, to get to our hotel, I was passed by cyclists on both my right and left side. It was more scary to ride among all these cyclists than it had been cycling over that Atlanterhavsveien bridge in the stronger winds…
I had a general clue in which direction we would have to go but still some roads were closed and so I made some ad hoc changes to our planned route. After a while I figured to take a short stop just to figure out where in Copenhagen we were…only to find that we were no more than two blocks away from our hotel.

Now we learned the reason why it had been so difficult to find a room in Copenhagen: apparently the Jazz days were this weekend's highlight for the area…
After we had checked into the hotel and placed our luggage in our room we went into town. Solo wanted to get something to eat first and after that we had to figure out a couple of things to plan the next days of our ride. All we knew at this point was that we would go to Sweden the day after, and that we would leave Denmark on July 22nd from Frederikshavn. But we still wanted to get more-detailed maps and hoped to find them at the Tourist Information.
We didn’t have that much luck, as the Tourist Information could not provide us with more than local maps. But at least we got our train tickets to Malmö in Sweden from the nearby railway station.
Now that the organizational duties were done, we were free to spend some time just walking through the town, with no greater goal than to see as much as we could take in.


The origin of Copenhagen — or København as it is called in Danish — is a small fisherman’s village about 6000 years ago. It is first mentioned in a written text around 1043 AC, but was then just called Havn (Harbor) and of little political or strategical importance.
But the fishing and trading of herring from the nearby Øresund made the village grow into a humble town during the next two centuries, before it was declared capital of Denmark by King Valdemar Atterdag in 1343.

The geographical position of Copenhagen became very important, when during the time of the German merchant’s guild — the Hanse — Copenhagen provided both access to the wealthy northern German trader’s towns as well as to the Baltic sea.
The geographical position was the foundation of Copenhagen’s own power and wealth, but the city also had to withstand threads and vulnerability as it was besieged and laid waste by the German traders over and over again.

Queen Margarethe I was the most powerful woman in Europe during her reign between 1387 and 1412 and became — by marrying King Hakon Magnuson of Norway — Queen of Denmark, Sweden and Norway. She laid the foundation of the Nordic Alliance, which in 1397 was formalized as the Kalmar Union and brought the kingdoms of Norway, Sweden and Denmark together under a single monarch. The union lasted until 1523.

Despite the fact that King Kristian V lost parts of his kingdom to the Swedish crown during his reign, from 1588 to 1648, Copenhagen continued to prosper.
This first changed in the early 1800s.

While other European Great Powers declared war against the revolutionary France, Denmark declared armed neutrality, which was aimed against the British who tried to stop the French trade with a sea-blockage. Denmark controlled the strategically important access points to the Baltic Sea at the time. This led to a first attack on Copenhagen by the British navy in 1801, during which the Danish armada, anchoring in the harbor of Copenhagen, was destroyed.
When — after the peace of Tilsit in 1807 — Denmark and Russia were under threat to be included into the French continental system, the British Royal navy attacked Copenhagen a second time and severely bombed the city, destroying 1000 houses — including the University of Copenhagen.
Denmark then founded an alliance with France, which lead to a British sea-blockage between Denmark and Norway, so that Norway got cut off from the Danish deliveries of grains.
The connection between Denmark and France had grown so strong that Denmark missed the right point in time to change its ally. So that, when Napoleon I lost the battle of Waterloo in 1814, the now bankrupt Denmark had to sign Norway over to Sweden — in replacement for Finland, which Sweden had lost to Russia before.
It took more than a decade for Denmark to recover from its losses.

Rosenborg Slot / Castle of Rosenborg
Rosenborg Slot / Castle of Rosenborg

For us recovery was easier, after an early evening walk through the Park Kongens Have (The King’s Garden), we found a nice restaurant for dinner and afterwards it was time to get back to the hotel, since we have to get up early tomorrow to catch our train to Malmö.

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Friday, December 30, 2016

Happy New Year • Guten Rutsch ins Neue Jahr • Godt Nytt År

Well yes, technically it is a little early to wish you all a happy new year...but then rather too early than too late ;-)
This is going to be the last post on this blog for 2016, before we continue the Scandinavian Adventure here in 2017.

Seattle Skyline from the ferry to Bainbridge

Thank you all for visiting my blog this past year.
And I hope to see you here again when the Scandinavian Adventure continues.

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Friday, December 23, 2016

The Scandinavian Adventure: Svolvær — Bodø — Trondheim — Oslo

(Sunday, July 6th 2014 — Monday, July 7th 2014)

Today we left the Lofoten behind us. But before that we had until the early afternoon to stroll around in Svolvær, before our ferry would take us back to Bodø.
Yesterday we had talked about a possible ride back to Kabelvåg to visit the Lofoten Cathedral, which we only had seen from outside, and sure enough we were spoiled with the weather today too. But without discussing we dropped that idea, since we both knew it would also mean to sit in sweaty clothes for more than two days on ferries and in trains without a chance to get cleaned up again.
Yet it wasn’t wrong to not visit the cathedral yesterday — after all saving those minutes might have made the difference between getting the last room in Svolvær and not getting it…
Maybe there will be a time when I will have the chance to go back and visit all those places that we haven’t been able to visit during this ride?

But for today we figured to take a ride to Kuba, one of the many small islands near Svolvær and connected to it by a bridge. Yesterday’s evening stroll had given us a first impression of what we might find there. Due to my bike crash two days ago we didn’t take the time to stop for taking photos of drying racks of cod — one of the many places we thought to go back to in the evening but never did. But on Kuba I had seen some from the distance, so today I got my chance to photograph drying racks for cod.

Codfish drying racks on Kuba

The dried cod once saved Norway from starvation as there was a high demand for dried fish in the southern European catholic countries during the lenten season.
Norway had first suffered badly from the Black Death and was afterwards hit by a longer period of poor harvests in the mid 1300s. German based merchants offered to bring grains into the country in exchange for the monopoly of selling the dried cod from the Lofoten on the continent.
What seemed like an easy way out of misery for Norway turned into a very long period where the country basically depended on the German salesmen. And even though the Hanse was discontinued at some point, the merchant’s guilt in Bergen continued obeying to the old rules and even kept the language until as late as 1899.
But without the dried cod from the Lofoten, Norway would probably have starved to death. Without granting this monopoly to the merchants of the Hanse, Norwegian salesmen might not have had a chance to sell their cod in the continental — Hanse controlled — market.
So this Island chain in the north of Norway, with its rich fishing grounds, once saved the country.
Today it is a very well-known tourist location, and from what I have seen in the past two days the Lofoten deserve the praise that they are getting for their beautiful landscape.

I wished we’d had more time to spend here, to extend the ride on the Lofoten to a two week ride and just enjoy the scenery and have the time to visit some of the museums and churches…maybe even to take a tour onto some mountain top.
But this time we had not. We are going to continue our ride in Denmark in a couple of days, so now we need to make our way back south.

Lofoten / coast of Nordland, Norway
Lofoten / coast of Nordland, Norway

After a four hour boat tour from Svolvær we returned to Bodø, with two hours to spare before our train would leave for Trondheim. Just enough time to first find out where the railway station was and then have a short dinner at some nearby pub.

We knew from yesterday’s phone call with the NSB service which rail car we would be on, and we knew which seats we had, so it was rather easy to figure out where to go on this train. Once the conductor approached us for our tickets it was also clear that the communication between the trains conductor and the NSB service had worked well, as he right away told us ”who we were” and he repeated that we had to pick up our tickets for the next train from Trondheim at the railway station in Trondheim. But that was at more than ten hours away now…
The train would ride through the night, which during the summer this far north never really gets dark. Solo decided to go into the restaurant rail car to write his own blog and I followed him for company. This time we passed the Svartisen Glacier from the other side of the mountain in nice weather, and while enjoying the scenery I fell asleep, until gently woken up by Solo who told me to go to sleep at our place. I could stretch out…well as far as one can stretch out…using both our seats, while he continued to write. It was a rough night, though, and I cannot say that I slept very well…it might have been worth paying the additional 800NOK to get access to a sleeping car and a full sized bed…
Once more we would be seeing Mo i Rana from the train’s window — if we could stay awake so long — until finally reaching Trondheim at 7 in the morning.

After we got our tickets at the railway station in Trondheim, we had still about 6 hours left before our final train to Oslo would leave. We were lucky in regard to the weather as it was a warm sunny day, which we decided to use for some more sightseeing. 
After we had breakfast at the cafe we discovered on our first visit to Trondheim, which now seemed months ago, we took a ride toward the bike elevator. Solo wanted to try it out, but it soon turned out that one needs some practice to use this thing, and a first attempt with a fully loaded bike was not necessarily the best idea. Eventually we made our way up the hill, without the help of the elevator, to spend some time at the Kristiansten festning (Fortress Kristiansten), a bright white building that we had spotted but not visited during our first visit.

Kristiansten festning (Kristiansten fortress) — built between 1682 and 1684 - is a tower-fortress, this means that the main ordnance is placed in a tower of a few floors hight — the so called Donjon. This Donjon had two powder cellars. Above the volt was the first commanders flat — until the first commanders house was built. The second and third floor had batteries of gun positions and embrasures, while the roof floor was used by a guard to observe most of the city and the nearby areas of the fortress.
Kristiansten festning (Kristiansten fortress) in Trondheim

On the night of 19 April 1681, Trondheim experienced the biggest and most destructive of many town fires. Afterwards, King Christian V asked Major General Jean Caspar de Cicignon and his chief of staff Quartermaster General Anthony Coucheron to prepare a new plan for the city and its fortification.

A completely new network of streets was built, with wide streets in accordance with the Baroque ideal and fortifications around the city centre. The result was a fortress town based on the Continental model, surrounded by fortified ramparts to the south and west, and with two tower fortresses – Munkholmen out on the fjord to the north of the city and Kristiansten, on a hill above the city – as free-standing forts. Kristiansten was completed in 1684.

The fortress was expanded and maintained in connection with the Great Northern War in the early 18th century and up until the dissolution of Norway's union with Denmark in 1814, and it was regarded as a strategically important fortress for Denmark-Norway. Naturally, after the union with Sweden, attacks from land were no longer seen as a threat to the city. The fortress served as a fire watch station, which meant that the fortress saw at least a minimum of maintenance until it eventually came to be regarded solely as a historical monument.

The most dominant part of the fortress is the Donjon, a four-storey tower with gun slits surrounded by jagged ramparts that provided cover, and with munitions rooms and gun emplacements. The modest Commandant's Quarters, which were built at the end of the 18th century, are also situated inside the walls. Right outside the main gate is the Haubitz depot, which was built in 1916. The place where members of the Norwegian resistance were executed during World War II is in the central keep.

Today, Kristiansten Fortress is Norway's best preserved 17th century tower fortress, and the characteristic donjon can be seen from all over Trondheim. While most of the bastions around the city centre are now gone, Kristiansten Fortress has survived and is Norway's most intact tower fortress, despite the King's decision in 1816 that the Fortress was to be closed down and left 'to the ravages of time'. Large parts of the grounds around Kristiansten Fortress are now open to the public. Today, the fortress is used for salutes, for historical dissemination purposes, for cultural events, recreation and walking.

The military engineer corps played a part in developing the city and the fortress in Trondheim up until the beginning of the 19th century, and the military activities and art of fortification were forerunners of what is now the Norwegian University of Science and Technology and Norway's most important centre for education and research in the natural sciences.

Norwegian University of Science and Technology in the background
Norwegian University of Science and Technology as seen from Kristiansten Fortress
We spent some time visiting the Donjon and its exhibition as well as the fortress, before we decided that it was time for a break at the fortress’s cafe. The cafe was supposed to open at around 11a.m., or so we thought. So we waited for some time for someone to open the door for us. 11a.m. passed, and when at 11:10a.m. still no one had arrived to open the doors, we took a closer look to discover that it actually was closed on Mondays…

So we left the fortress and got on our way to visit the Nidarosdomen of Trondheim one more time. This time we wanted to take a closer look on the outside features of the cathedral, which we hadn’t done when we visited the first time due to the not so convincing weather back then.

Western wall and main entrance of the Nidarosdom in Trondheim
Western wall and main entrance of the Nidarosdom in Trondheim

As so often before, time flew by and soon it was time to get back to the railway station to get onto the train to Oslo, where we arrived after an almost 7 hour long ride on the train.
We had spent 18 days to get from Oslo to Bodø by bike, train and boat…after only 29 hours on boats and trains with some time to spend in Trondheim, we arrived back in Oslo.
Now it was time to get our equipment cleaned and repaired before the next part of our adventure would start just a couple of days later…

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Friday, December 16, 2016

In Search of Autumn - Selection

I journeyed to the American states of Tennessee and North Carolina in the fall of 2016 in search of splendid fall foliage. Colors had not reached their peak in Great Smoky Mountains National Park due to a persistent drought on the west side of the range so I continued north on the Blue Ridge Parkway and was rewarded with some spectacular views. Tragically, fires devastated the area within weeks of my visit.
If you follow the link – by clicking on the photo below – you will find my newest portfolio with photos of this adventure.

Plott Balsam Overlook, Blue Ridge Parkway
In Search of Autumn – Selection
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Friday, December 9, 2016

The Scandinavian Adventure: Ramberg — Svolvær

(Saturday, July 5th 2014)

Today was our last day of cycling in Norway, but thankfully not our last day of bike riding as we will continue our ride in Denmark.
For the first time on this tour I woke up earlier than Solo, so it was my turn to get us our morning cups of coffee and tea. The weather was as nice as the day before, so I was looking forward to another day on our bikes.
We had battled the wind to get here some days ago, which now seemed like weeks or even months ago, and now we were spoiled with the weather and the road conditions as well. We had left the days of gravel behind us and were now riding our bikes on paved roads, making it much easier to ride.
Solo told me he had been wondering if we should have started our ride in the north, starting here on the Lofoten and traveling south. It would for sure have been an advantage to have the wind coming from behind for the section between Molde and Kristiansand…but I wonder if we would have enjoyed the days in the south as much as we did by doing them first. On the Lofoten we got spoiled, by good weather and tasty food as well as by the beautiful scenery.
I, for my part, was glad that we had the Lofoten at the end of our journey through Norway. We saved the most beautiful part of Norway for the last two days instead of leaving it behind us after the first two.

Now we were riding toward Svolvær, from where we would try to catch the ferry back to Bodø tomorrow. But first we had to get to Svolvær and enjoy another day on our bikes.

Already after no more than 10 minutes on our bikes I asked Solo for the first photo-stop, as I had spotted the Four Naved Church of Flakstad in the distance. It would for sure have been a great sight to visit, but we still had 98 kilometers ahead of us so we could not afford to take a longer stop right now.

The church of Flakstad in the background behind a colorful field. This photo is published in Lille Ulven Photography's Lofoten calendars.
Four naved chruch of Flakstad

The church of Flakstad is the second oldest church on the Lofoten, built in 1780. It is not the original church though, as an older one, built in 1480, stood in the same spot before. In 1750 Bishop Nannestad visited Flakstad and described the old church as a lower wooden building with a stone roof, which was broken in many places by storms.
The new church was built around the older one, so that it was possible to hold church service while the construction work was ongoing, and once the building was finished, the older one was taken down and the pieces of the older one that no longer were of usage were thrown out through the entrance door of the newer.
The wood for the newer church was delivered from Russia in exchange for dried cod.

It was a custom at the time to have the church tower, as in this church, in the middle of the church building. What makes the church different from other churches is its spire with the onion shaped dome, a better known shape of domes for southern Germany or Russia

Our route today followed the E10. We wouldn’t have dared to follow a European Road on the continent due to the traffic, but here we met only a few cars so it was safe for us to ride our bikes.

Looking back toward Vareid on Flakstadøya
Looking back toward Vareid on Flakstadøya

Before we left Flakstadøya, near Napp, we found a little parking spot and a path up to a viewpoint, so we used our chance to have a look back onto Flakstadøya and Vareid by climbing that path. Even though we did not climb the entire way up the mountain, we found a spot that surprised us with not only a beautiful view but also a warning sign of a nearby shooting range… Well the sign also said that the shooting would be ongoing if the red flag was raised, which we could not see…so we kind of counted on the fact that no one had forgotten to raise it…
It reminded me of the days when I had studied in Bergen. During one of my first weekends in Bergen I had decided to take a tourist tour through town and went from Bergenshus down to the Håkonshallen, to be surprised by a sign stating that this was a ”military area” yet access was allowed. I didn’t really trust my Norwegian at the time, and I cannot say that I trusted it more when I was greeted by a soldier with his gun over his shoulder…yet he confirmed that I could pass through to the Håkonshallen and actually showed me the way. Some things really don’t seem possible in other countries but Norway…

Soon we jumped back onto our bikes to continue our ride toward Vestvågøy. We weren’t entirely certain if we would be able to get over to Vestvågøy, as our route would go through the Nappstraumtunnelen, a tunnel below the surface of the sea. But at the entrance of the tunnel we could not spot any sign that it was forbidden to ride through on a bicycle, so we went through. My GPS of course was not able to tell me anything about the speed I was cycling within the tunnel, and so I did not notice that I was riding downhill and getting up to some higher speed until Solo shouted from behind that I should slow down. He had no GPS on his bike but a usual speedometer ,and so he had been able to see that we were gaining too much speed. As we made our way toward the end of the tunnel and had to climb up the road again, I noticed how steep the entrance must have been.

After the tunnel and a few more kilometers of bike ride, we came to a junction from where we could spot a smaller town. Since it had become lunch time, we thought it would be a good idea to ride to that town, even though it would mean a detour to find a cafe and have lunch there. Unfortunately once again it turned out that the town had no cafe and that we had to go to Leknes, in the opposite direction and on our route, to find one.
It wasn’t very far to Leknes, but still the signs to the town’s center were somewhat confusing. We followed the first one for a little while, but it really didn’t look like there was a town center coming, so we turned back onto the main road. When I started following the second sign a kilometer or two further down the main road, Solo thought I was following the wrong way as he hadn’t spotted the sign that I had seen. I had led us onto the wrong paths before, so for him being a little circumspect was probably just meant to protect us from ending up somewhere in the middle of nowhere. This time, though my tactic of following signs paid off and we found ourselves in the little town’s center and soon thereafter found a little cafe to have lunch at.
From Leknes there were two options to get to Svolvær: we could continue to ride on the E10 or we could, instead, start following the southern route on the 810, a smaller road. Since neither of us had been on the Lofoten before, we decided to go to the Tourist Information and ask about the road conditions and what our best option was. This way at least we would avoid being caught on another gravel path, and they could probably also tell us which one would include the nicer views.

When we learned that following the E10 would mean that we would have a chance to visit the Vikingmuseum our decision was easy made. So we returned onto our bikes and continued our ride toward Svolvær.

Unfortunately, Solo riding in front had missed out on the sign to the Vikingmuseum while I thought he had changed his mind when he saw the parking lot filled with cars. So we didn’t visit the Vikingmuseum on this ride. But I hope that I will one day have a chance to go back for another ride and then I will also go and visit the museum.

Another climb revealed a nice view over Vestvågøya, Lofoten. This photo is published in Lille Ulven Photography's Lofoten calendars.
Looking over Vestvågøya

Half way through the island of Vestvågøya we had to master another steep climb, which rewarded us with a nice view over the island.
Our ride on the Lofoten did not include as many steep climbs as other parts of our tour had done so far. So it was much easier to cover ground on the Lofoten than it had been on previous days of the ride.
Still, after 50 kilometers and almost five hours into today’s, ride we were happy to take another break at the Lofoten Touristcenter on Vestvågøya. Sitting down and enjoying a soft drink for a while gave us enough energy to continue our ride.

Soon afterward we found ourselves back on the road making our way toward Grimsøy. When we spotted the bridge that would take us from Vestvågøya over to Grimsøy, we took another short rest in a nearby parking lot because we could already see a construction site on the bridge and we wondered how we should get over on our bikes. So we waited some time until we could not see any more cars coming over the bridge or from behind us before we got back into the saddle and rode across the bridge.

Before we made it to the second bridge, crossing the Grimsøystraumen between Grimsøya and Vestvågøya, we saw two young ladies on their heavy packed bikes, who also had to cross over the same bridge. Again we decided to wait and to give them a head start. This way it would be easier for all of us to cross the bridge without fighting for the space on the road. It was a steep climb toward the top of the bridge, and I was not even sure if I would be able to make it or if I would have to get off my bike in the middle of the road and push it to the top. But I made it, slowly but securely cycling across the bridge.
Now we were not so far from today’s goal, Svolvær. We had only about 30 kilometers left of today’s ride, but it was getting late in the afternoon, so we pushed on without any longer breaks, except a short photo-stop at the Lofoten Cathedral in Kabelvåg, the capital of the Lofoten. Yet since it was already five in the evening and Solo was afraid that we would not get a room in Svolvær, we did not go inside the cathedral but decided to possibly come back in the morning of the next day.

The church was inaugrugated in 1898 and replaces an older church from 1799 which had become too small. Vågan church as it is also called is the tallest tree building north of Trondheim and has place for 1200 people.
Lofotkatedralen in Kabelvåg

We arrived in Svolvær at around 5:30p.m., after almost 9 hours on our bikes covering about 100 kilometers, the longest distance covered in a day so far. Now all that was left for the day was to find a hotel with a room for us…
This time Solo went to ask at the first hotel’s reception for a room, while I watched the bikes. I started wondering what was taking so much time until he returned to tell me that this hotel had no room available. But the receptionist had been so nice and had called all other hotels in Svolvær to see if any of them had a room left for two tired cyclists, and sure enough she had found the very last room for us…
We made our way to our new residence for the night, the last meters on our bikes for the day.

After the check-in and some definitively deserved showers for both of us, we figured to start arranging our way back by calling the NSB again. We thought to take the latest train from Bodø — since our ferry would not arrive in Bodø before 7p.m. — toward Trondheim and from there take the 7a.m. train toward Oslo. Again we hadn’t taken Norwegian cyclists into consideration. While we were able to book a place for both us and the bikes on the train to Trondheim, we would not be able to get onto the 7a.m. train from Trondheim but first the 2p.m. train…so we would have another day to spend in Trondheim.
Another obstacle was that we were supposed to pick up our train tickets at the railway station in Bodø…but that closed at 5p.m…
Well sometimes the NSB proves to be very flexible, as the person I spoke to told me that in this special case they would grant us an exception and we would get our tickets to Trondheim from the conductor on the train, but we would have to pick up the tickets for the second train at the railway station in Trondheim.

After all those arrangements were, made Solo and I decided to walk into town to find a restaurant to have dinner. The first pub-like restaurant was clearly overwhelmed by all the guests, so we soon started looking for another place for dinner, which we found in a nearby Italian place, where we actually were the only guests for the first hour…but their food was still very good.

After dinner we decided to take a walk through town and enjoy the evening light, before we called it a day and made our way back to our hotel room.

Evening sun in Svolvær
Evening sun in Svolvær

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Friday, December 2, 2016

Calendar photo of the month: December 2016

This month's calendar photo is from the Lofoten of the Narvtinden and the Sundstraumen.
The story behind this photo has been published on November 25th 2016 in this blog post: Bodø - Ramberg.
It is published in my A-formatted calendars of the Lofoten.

12_December Narvtinden on the Lofoten
Narvtinden on the Lofoten
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