Olden

Another day, another fjord. Today we woke up at Olden on Nordfjord. A place even smaller than Andalsnes.

We had both been assigned an excursion to help with.

I had a short journey by coach and then a hike up to Briksdal Glacier hike with a local expert on geology, specifically glaciers.

Denis had basically the same trip but going by troll car to get to the glacier rather than hiking

Once more the scenery was awe inspiring

We both got back to the ship at about the same time which was just in time for lunch. Olden is a very small place so there wasn’t a great deal of choice for food and in any case yesterday’s prices had spooked us so we had lunch on the ship.

After that it was an afternoon of sport (well, watching it) and relaxing. The sports bar was set up for the Wimbledon men’s singles final but I watched PNE v LFC. This was our first match since Diogo Jota and his brother died, less than two weeks ago. Preston North End managed it all very well and I think we would all thank them and congratulate them on their sensitivity and thoughtfulness. The result wasn’t of any importance except as a small step towards playing football again. Liverpool won 3-1.

As the nights stay light for so long we have taken to having a leisurely dinner each evening and watching the fjords go by. It’s interesting trying to imagine what it must be like living in remote places such as this. We see modern bridges connecting small islands, such as this,

And then in other places the connection is by a sort of pontoon ferry.

We have our assignments for tomorrow and luckily they are both in the afternoon so we can have a lie in!