Another day, another Fjord. This time we docked at Skjolden, at the end of the longest navigable fjord in the World, so we were informed. Carole and I again hired some bikes and headed out to the hills – going completely the wrong way for about 5 miles before deciding that the map definitely didn’t match the road anymore (my fault entirely). We got back, went the right way and headed up a beautiful valley before parking the bikes and hiking up to a fantastic waterfall complete with resident rainbow.
It was quite a hike – here is the same waterfall from the road:
The journey back out of the fjord was really quite magical. Amazingly calm water that had a deep glistening effect on the ripples, with hillsides reflected on the surface. Don’t think I’ll forget that experience in a hurry.
Next stop.. Bergen.