Cool blue waters

First thing in the morning and Craig decided to reorganise his garage! After an hour, not sure what he achieved but he enjoyed his little potter before we hit the road. Down the road, round the corner and up the hill. Once again we were starting to climb and then as we turned then corner, wow thats a drop dead gorgeous lake. China blue with steel grey rock hills topped with a sprinkle of snow and a dash of wild heather.

No wonder someone has built a little house here! After our half an hour distraction we returned to find the dudes avidly watching our every move. If animals could talk they be saying “please can we go for a walk”
Onwards and upward passing crystal clear mountain springs with the cascading waterfalls from high above. We passed a few travelling bikers but hardly any cars this route is certainly not well travelled. A little further along and the first signs of grass along with a few roaming sheep before it opened in to a lush green valley. Next minute, a toll road! Where did that come from? Without any notice we were on a tolled valley road. We are not sure how much because the signs took us by surprise and like everywhere in Norway, it is an automated system, so we will get the bill when we get home! A few kilometres and we where at Majland.

Soon the landscape was very different. No snow just masses of emerald green trees and boulders. We pulled over for a stretch of the legs and a brew on some natural stone garden furniture. The valley went for miles and gushing rapids soon turned to trickling streams. Once through a myriad of small tunnels we popped out in to farmland. Calves to the left and lambs to the right and ooooeerr whats that? Its a helicopter. Hovering along the southern slopes before it quickly shot off overhead. In front, a deep blue body of water, no more lakes for a while as we were back near the coast. We had descended from 600m to 50m but it wasn’t a harsh or steep just a slow gradual drive.

Expensive boat, house, place

We pulled up next to the jetty, paid our NOK 213 (£20) for the ferry across the water. We had just missed one so bright spark, Craig decides it is a good time to make some pizza dough. Make the most of our time. I offered to help and well, it was a disaster. I had dough everywhere and no matter what I did it got sticker. It was on my elbows, in my hair and then oh shit, we are setting off. Craig jumped in the seat and rolled Vin on board the car ferry. He did not find the dough disaster funny one bit, whilst I thought it was rather amusing. Once parked up he went for a walk to watch the sailing whilst I cleaned up and continued with my solo chuckle.

We arrived and the fjord looked amazing. Blue sky, clear waters, sun and peace, so we opted to pull over and enjoy the day. The rest of the day we spend sitting by the waters edge, siesta time and just taking time to say happy birthday to our Russell. We sprinkled a few of his ashes in the water and sent loads of hugs to Mandy, Lucy and Philip. An afternoon for reflecting and wishing, if only.

Our sleepy spot.

Our sleep spot tonight, right on the banks of Lysefjord looking down the blue waters. Lawned area in front with a few picnic tables. By early evening we were joined by an international group of campers….our own free little aire.

GPS position N058.910289 E006.077740

Route: Sirdal to Forsand

Weather, low 9 high 23. Blue skies all day just wonderful.