Andenes to Hamn, Lofoten Islands. Day 35. 2nd August 2013.

The initial images are views from the 4pm ferry from Andenes to Gryllefjord.

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From left to right:  First there is the ferry from Andenes to Gryllefjord.  Then there is a short drive to Hamn.  Finally, my route to return to Tromso the next day.

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… continuing with views from the ferry….

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The lighthouse gives you a sense of scale.

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Gryllefjord is starting to appear in the distance.

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Gryllefjord.

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This is still from the ferry.

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Next, a couple of views from the drive to Hamn.

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Having arrived in Hamn, settled in and eaten dinner, there was still time for photographs of the sunset.

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After sunset, some of the boats moored in the Hamn marina.

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However, the next morning I woke up with a swollen leg and greatly reduced mobility.  I hobbled to the office and they pointed me to the nearest doctor available in a nearby town, which must have been Finnsnes.  The doctor performed a test which indicated that I had Deep Vein Thrombosis.  This is a serious condition that can produce a blood that causes a fatal embolism in the brain.  However the test was not conclusive and she booked an ultrasound for me at Tromso Hospital.  I was instructed to travel straight there by the highway and not stop to take any photographs.  When I got to the hospital I was whisked through with amazing speed and efficiency and fortunately I did not have deep vein thrombosis.  Instead, I had a Baker’s Cyst, a build-up of fluid behind the knee that would go away by itself in time.   In the meantime, my mobility was somewhat restricted.  I suspect it was due to pushing myself to far and too many consecutive hours spent on aeroplane or car seats.  Later on that day, I was on the plane, on my way to Spitsbergen.

In many ways I don’t think I did Lofoten justice.  Due to misadventure, I lost two and a half days out of five and a half, and had to drive past some wonderful vistas and light due to lack of time.  More than five and a half days would have been good as well.  At least was able to continue with my journey.