Lofoten Islands. Day 32 to 35. 30th July to 2nd August 2013.
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Shelter from the storm
Å to Nusfjord, Lofoten Islands. Day 33. 31st July 2013.
On my second day in Lofoten, I travelled from Å to my next accommodation in Nusfjord. This is a cemetery on the outskirts of Å.
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I think this must be Djupfjorden between Moskenes and Reine. Pity about the power line, maybe, but it was there and I couldn’t be bothered removing it, even in post production. Look how clear the water is, though. It’s probably quite deep.
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This is Reine.
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Ten minutes north of Reine.
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I think this must be the strait between the islands of Moskenesøya and Flakstadøya, the southernmost large islands in the Lofoten archipelago.
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This and the next two images are on the side road into Nusfjord.
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When I arrived, I found my accommodation had been upgraded. I was now in the centre of the village in a rorbu cabin large enough to sleep eight people.
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Nusfjord is a well-restored historical fishing village.
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Later in the evening, there was a drama developing involving this yacht with a lone French female sailor.
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A storm was blowing in and even in the protected waters of the fjord, the yacht was at risk in its outer mooring.
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People from other vessels assisted in moving the yacht from the original moorings,
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across the small harbour,
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and pulling in to dock on the other side.
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However, even here was not protected enough,
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so the yacht was pulled along the dock,
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taking care not to scrape along the dock,
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and up to a much larger vessel,
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squeezing carefully and delicately past,
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until the yacht was tied up alongside.
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‘Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give ya shelter from the storm”
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Å, Lofoten Islands. Day 32. 30th July 2013.
Back to the North Atlantic trip in 2013. Having finished entries for Southwest Canyonlands and New Orleans in 2014 and before that Boolcoomatta Workshop in 2015, Hawaii in 2015 and India earlier in 2014, I resume with this initial post on the Lofoten Islands in Norway. The previous North Atlantic post was Shetland and Aberdeen Monochromes and also see the Index of North Atlantic posts.
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Here we are lifting off from Aberdeen Airport, with some of the edge of Aberdeen and the countryside below.
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This is Bergen, where we had a brief stopover.
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Bergen.
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Mountains near Tromso.
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Fjords near Tromso.
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Main road just south of Tromso.
Earlier in the trip, when I came to fly from Shetland to Aberdeen, I discovered I had made a mistake in the booking date. This meant I had to fly the next day, so I gained an extra day in Shetland and lost a day in Lofoten. This in turn meant I had to drive 500km to my accommodation, which I had intended to do in two days. Because I was so short of time and needed to arrive while someone was still awake, I resolved not to stop on the way to take photographs. This is a shot I took through the car windscreen while driving. However, I discovered that it is possible to take photographs or drive, but not prudent to do both at the same time. On the way I saw some magnificent vistas in perfect lighting conditions but did not stop to take them and did not see those conditions again later. It was a marathon drive and my concentration held up well but there was probably a delayed physical price, as we shall see later.
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Here we are now at Å, my destination for the night. It is 11:30pm but we are so far north that it is still light.
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Å is a traditional fishing village, specifically fishing for stockfish, though nowadays tourism is the main economic activity. It is the end of the road in the Lofoten islands.
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Å is the last letter in the Norwegian alphabet and is a diphthong. To say it, it goes from oo as in roof to awe as a single sound with most of the emphasis on the “awe”.
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I was staying upstairs in the building at the middle right.
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The railing at the front was straight. This is perspective distortion rather than lens distortion. Because it is a stitched image and appears as fairly small on this page, if you click on it, it goes to a larger image than usual.
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It was fine for the drive but now it started to rain.
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A look at the seabird hotel across from where i was staying.
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