Trondheim and foul weather.
We arrive in Trondheim in cloudy and blustery weather. The marina is quite large, but full of local boats and there was one last visitors spot we managed to squeeze into. It was not our favorite marina, enough said. The following day was glorious sunshine and we went on a walking tour of this wonderful city. It is Norways 3rd city, and although the suburbs spread out, the historical center is compact, surrounded on three sides by river or canal and is eminently walkable. In fact there was a well marked trail around the city that we followed.
Nidaros Cathedral, originally started in 1070, has suffered many fires and been rebuilt a number of times, the latest completed in 2001. The finished product is spectacular. The wonderful carvings on the exterior, threatening untold horrors for the unbelievers. The soaring nave with its incredible stonework was so beautiful and graceful. The modern metalwork was in keeping with the original and to an extremely high standard.
Our guests arrived and once onboard we set off. The clouds descended and the rain started, and rarely let up for the whole week. Still we did not let it dampen our enthusiasm, we fished, we hiked, and we crocheted.
The hikes got pretty soggy, but we were well equipped. We spotted otters, eagles and caught some dinner. We escaped the charging herd of sheep and found the worlds largest ant nest. It was a good week.
After our guests left, we moved on, westwards now, back past Ålesund and toward the notorious headland of Statt. This is a exposed offshore passage that is so dangerous, an escort service is available for small vessels. They are also considering building a tunnel through the headland for cargo ships to be able to avoid this stretch of water, plans are still in discussion. We therefore took it quite seriously and waited a couple of days before heading off. Our passage turned out benign, infact the winds were lighter than we would have liked and we had to motor.
We passed down some magnificent sounds and spent a rainy few days in Florø. By now we had turned the corner and were heading south toward Bergen.