Boats in Norway

We boarded a few boats during our time in Norway. First, we were cruising along the western coast of Norway on the ferry/postal ship, the Hurtigruten.

The Hurtigruten

We also took a number of ferries as part of our road trips. It’s just a natural and reliable way of life, and transportation, in the area where we were.

The electric ferries carry big loads.
On the ferry…you can get out of your car and stay out on the deck or sit inside.

And, we took two more intimate rides in a boat that Heine and Kari have at their cottage. It seats six comfortably, and they graciously took us for rides on the Norwegian sea.

Going for a boat ride.
A fun place to be!

I love the water. I love being on it, or beside it. This was a special treat.

The scenery was stunning.

The scenery was breathtaking.

The scenery was colorful. 

The scenery was pastoral.

On one trip we docked in a town called Fitjar, where Kari grew up.

Enjoying ice cream in Fitter.

We disembarked and found ice cream treats, before getting back on the boat to continue our fabulous ride.

The scenery included many styles of boathouses along the sea shore…

and hilly and rocky shorelines.

What a pleasure it was to be on the water, taking in a different perspective of this absolutely, beautiful country.

A sea star under water, off the dock.

Bergen

Bergen is the second largest city in Norway and is located on the Hardangerfjord on the southwestern coast. We had a grand welcoming to Bergen after a week of traveling in northern Norway. Three second cousins and their spouses met us at the airport.

Hogne and Britt Astrid met us at the airport. It would be the only time we could see them since they were leaving on vacation the next day. There were two other couples at the airport to greet us.

While in Bergen, we stayed with my second cousin Jomar and his wife, Bente, in their lovely home. We were able to unpack, do some laundry, relax, sightsee and visit other relatives.

My second cousin, Jomar, outside their home in Bergen.
Gary and Jomar chatting in Jomar and Bente’s living room.

The day we toured downtown Bergen it was raining…it’s always raining in Bergen, they say. Not always.

Jomar and Gary visiting while Bente and I shopped.

We parked the car and walked around the harbor area…the area you see in iconic Bergen photos. We walked through old fish market which has turned into a tourist attraction,

The old fish market.

and the new fish market which is very nice, and used by locals.

Inside the new fish market.
Dried fish hanging in the new fish market.

We shopped on Bryggen street, in old, colorful wooden houses, now shops, along the wharf.  

Bryggen Street.
A bright spot in the rain. This hydrangea was outside a shop in Bergen. I had not seen this color of hydrangea before. I love it.

As we were eating lunch, the sky seemed to lighten up so we decided to take the cable car, Fløibanen Funicular, to the top of one of seven mountains that surround Bergen.

Jomar and Bente in the cable car.

However, it started to rain again so the panoramic view wasn’t great…but it was still fun. We had been to the top in 2007. 

The misty, panoramic view from the top of Mt. Fløyen.
Jomar and me.

The best part of Bergen was times spent in the homes of my different cousins…Jomar and Bente, Jarle and Oddlaugh, and Siv. We shared meals together, laughed a lot, learned more about our families, and created memories. They treated us like royalty. 

LtoR: Magrethe (Jarle’s daughter), Jarle (my second cousin), Reidun Jane (another second cousin and Jarle’s sister), her husband Rolf, and Jarle’s wife, Oddlaug.
Me, Bente, Siv, Anne Lise, on Siv’s deck overlooking the Bergen harbor.
Dinner at my cousin Siv’s…a beautiful table setting, and a beautiful view.

Prior to our trip into downtown Bergen, we had packed Jomar and Bente’s electric/hybrid car for our roadtrip to Kaldestad.

Bente and Jomar packing the car in the rain…everything fit!

We continued on our journey to the ferry, en route to our destination…Brita’s house in Kaldestad. A blog on Brita’s house is forthcoming.

On the ferry: me, Bente and Jomar.