Yes there has been a deafening silence. Internet is both problematic and slow , despite the enormous cost of $250 US for unlimited access for the duration! It’s marine satellite service! I shall blog eventually about life on board. Attempts to confirm that I am at sea with a picture are proving impossible as the upload speed is so slow as to be unusable. All things come up those that wait.
I write this as we are berthing at Tallin, Estonia which is around 7am – the city is shrouded in fog. It’s overcast. The town is seething with the combined humanity of 4 huge cruise liners in dock!
Ivar was one of Norway’s, indeed arguably the worlds, finest woodcarver! This picture is but a corner of the great reception hall in the hotel, which houses a significant part of his output! There was invariably a dragon theme to his carvings and Balestrand is knowing as the Dragon village.
The chair on the right is the VERY chair in which Kaiser Wilhelm was sitting when informed of the assassination of the Archduke that led to WW I. Indeed I am now sitting in it as I write.
On the walls are examples of tapestries woven by Ivar’s wife – they were a very talented family.
Balestrand shares 2 delightful features of yesterday’s village: the fiord fishing village atmosphere and an equally enchanting 100 year old hotel – the Hotel Kviknes .
There is an added unique attraction: an Anglican Church! The wealthy owner of the Kviknes Hotel in the 1880’s married an English woman who said that she would accept his proposal and moreover move to this remote, cold fiord village if he would build for her a church – not just any church mind you , but Church of England. He agreed, but sadly his new wife died ftom TB, before it was finished . In tribute and as a fitting memorial, he pushed on and the church was completed. It is still active and each summer ftom May to October the church sends out a minister ftom England who conducts weekly services, the congregation being entirely composed of tourists.
Our final walk of some 14km and an altitude of 950m, with me in basic black
At the top.
The Kviknes Hotel by the edge of the fiord
Various photos of the interior.
Each evening this chap performs in the lounge room with tea, coffee and sweet biscuits. I don’t mean that he, the pianist, performs on tea, coffee and biscuits, no, he performs on the upright whilst we consume tea, coffee and biscuits!
The Church of England- Balestrand
Everyone would recognise that iconic Norway postcard of a brilliant blue/green fiord between snow covered mountains , well here it is. I hiked to the very spot today!
It’s known as the Flatbrehytta walk and is 9km long, which does not sound that much, but the elevation gain is 3140 feet – almost 1000m and is situated in the Jostedalsbreen National Park.
Again words cannot describe this unique hike in absolutely stunning weather conditions, so here follows a few pictures one of two of me again in basic black.
We are headed for the red cabin
And here is the view again from the cabin !
This idyllic village lies in the western region of Norway on the shores of the Lustrafjiotd and a few kilometres from the Jostedal Glacier. The previous fishing village now produces summer berries and autumn apples as well as the fresh fish. The wooden houses spread up the terraced mountains.
At the waters edge is the Walaker Hotel, which has been untainted in its more than 3 centuries of existence. The current owners, the Nitter family , have run the hotel for nine generations!
Consequently I reckon This village and its’ iconic hotel deserves a separate blog article all on its own.
The reading and music room
The Dining Room
The front garden – only part of it!
Not another bloody waterfall or fiord. We hiked some 7.5 km to the base of the glacier straight in of you in the picture below.
As we approached. A deep rumble developed and we witnessed a glacial (ice) avalanche- different from the snow version, it was explained
Still in black and after several days still smelling like a rose
Today was much better weather and the activities included a delightful meander along one of the narrowest fiords, then a boat cruise on the fiord and finally an incredible climb/walk to a 900 year old wooden church perched high on the mountain side.
Basic black seems to suit me, I think and yes my pants are falling down!
Inside the church which is essentially all wood the exterior is coated in bitumen
Hotel for the next two nights in a delightful cove in a fiord
The private dining room for our dinner on the first evening