Friday greeted us with bucketing rain, which I gather is the norm here and also a source for the exuberant waterfalls that are everywhere. The only thing that outnumbers the waterfalls are the tunnels. I remarked that this would be a very bad place to live if you suffered from tunnelphobia. Norwegians don’t go over mountains, they just gopher their way straight through, sometimes for several kilometers. They are wide (the tunnels, not the Norwegians), brightly lit and (thankfully) very quiet in terms of traffic. And it doesn’t rain inside them.
Shortly after noon the rain slowed to a stop and so we loaded up our ‘wiches and potato salad and headed to the first of two major waterfalls - Fossen Bratte. We were the only people to hike down to the base of the falls - steep, but doable and a good lung buster on the way back up! Can you find Dave?
From there, a gorgeous drive through very steep caverns and roads that were cut through the side of the mountain, until we got to Steinsdalsfossen. A little more popular due to the fact that you can walk behind the waterfall, but it was lovely, an easy walk and a beautiful vista of the valley and small town below.
Our turnaround was Norheimsund, a picturesque village with a maritime museum and a good spot to enjoy a late lunch while gazing out on the fjord. The museum would be such a joy for children, as they have bins of various shapes of wood, hammers, nails, sailcloth. All are invited to pound together the best seafaring ship they can imagine, then float them in the adjoining pool to the building. All for free. My grandkids would ❤️ it here!!






