Norway is playing down its Winter Olympics success, according to the New York Times, via MSN, so I’ll claim it as being down to my influence, which also scores 93 on the all new for 2018, and not used for a while parodymeter (any outsourcing funding for vulgar victory celebrations from Norway [as cited for Winter Olympics sports in the article] will be reluctantly accepted).
I didn’t think I’d taught Norwegians much about snow from the day I spent on Bergen’s Mount Ulriken in 2013 but it is now obvious that I did!
Maybe this inspired athlete was one of Norway’s gold medallists in Pyongchang?:
After filling up on the hostel breakfast fit for Freya and abundant enough for Odin, whose organic theme just gave it the edge over Bergen‘s brilliant beautiful brekkie, and before my lunchtime train, I walked around the eastern edge of Voss lake; through pine trees and picnic areas to the river.
Nonchalent Norwegian farewell, Bittersweet Swedish Sojourn
I enjoyed the warm spring sunshine with a noisy abundance of life: birds chirped and insects buzzed. Then it was time to catch the train: to Oslo, for a night bus to Stockholm.
I’d always wanted to visit Stockholm, but on that morning I would rather have been returning to the Naeroyfjord; to try and commune with spectacular nature, rather than find myself in a large human community.
Voss Lake and Oslo Train Photos
Here’s some photos from my last morning in Voss and the train journey. Voss lake had nearly melted, after being mostly frozen when I arrived three days before.
While the lake looked ready for summer, the mountains still had their winter coats on; the train took me over and through the May winterland, before dropping down to lovely lakes and fertile forests north-west of Oslo:
When I returned to Ulvik from Eidfjord on the ferry there was a bus soon after back to Voss, but there was also a last bus three hours later. Although I’d already had enough beautiful nature for one day, Ulvik looked a nice town; circling the end of one of Hardangerfjord‘s most easterly tributaries.
I enjoyed walking around the town and fruit farms, and felt particularly rewarded in the last hour of my time with the fjords when the sun and blue skies appeared on the snow-capped western horizon mountains, and the last bus drove me towards them.
I was hoping to do a sporting activity on my last full day in Voss, but the season still hadn’t really started, so I took a bus to Ulvik and then a boat out to Eidfjord. Here’s some photos from the outward bus journey and time spent in Eidfjord. There was low cloud in the morning, but it cleared just in time to see the mountains surrounding the fjord port:
Update: there are now more Voss, Naeroyfjord and Flam-Myrdal photos creating a folklorish short story involving a viking family, sleeping waterfalls and a lost quest on the greenygrey.co.uk blog.
I was hoping to do the Norway in a Nutshell tour on my way to Oslo, but found out in Voss tourist info that it can’t be done as part of the train journey from Voss, only on the whole Bergen to Oslo train journey.
Norway in a Nutshell Naeroyfjord
A bus was leaving to start the Nutshell tour outside the station, so I bought a ticket and was on my way to Norway in a Nutshell, including the steep-sided UNESCO heritage site Naeroyfjord and the steep winding Flam to Myrdal railway line.
Here’s some photos (they don’t really capture the scale of the Naeroyfjord; cars on the road around the fjord looked matchbox sized!):
Voss(evangen) is a tourist town for two main reasons. The first is that it is the extreme sports capital of Norway, like Queenstown in New Zealand, providing skiing and snowy sports in winter and adrenalin sports like ski-diving, kayaking and paragliding in summer.
Norway in a Nutshell
Voss’s other main attraction is that it is the start or finish of the Norway in a Nutshell trip, including Norway’s (and world’s I think) second-rated fjord, the Naeoroyfjord. Only the Naeroyfjord and the Geirangerfjord are UNESCO sites.
More about that later, because although on my first day in Voss I just booked into my hostel at Evangervegen 68, and walked around Lake Vangsvatnet to the Bordalsgjelet gorge, it provided lots of beautiful photos as the bright afternoon lakeside sun was eaten up by evening’s cloud mountains.
Lake Vangsvatnet and Bordalsgjelet Photos
Lake Vangsvatnet from Voss Hostel Evangervegen 68.