Minirolls Musings

Dear Caves

Sliding open the door this morning Daito bounded out and I was grateful for the awning keeping him penned in. This is only the 2nd or 3rd time ever putting it up, in 10 years of owning the van but even just those few times ive been grateful for it. The extra space is luxurious when the van is so small.

Learning to Awn

Yorkshire is really not that far away, just a couple hours and its absolutely beautiful.

Return To Normality

For our last day we are in Oslo and because i did such a good job finding a hotel, Aimi is not complaining about being in a city, thank you very much.

Indulgence

After dancing all night we rose very slowly. I managed to side step a hang over by being the designated driver and so hadn’t drunk. Somehow Aimi had been drunk and still managed to wake, daisy fresh.

Wedding in the Fjords

The main event and the reason for coming to Norway was just hours away. Leaving Aimi to do her makeup, I met Angus and Scott at the bakery for coffee and cinnamon buns. A beautiful morning, it looked like the forecasts were wrong on this important day.

Boulder Problem

Even though I haven’t climbed properly for a fair while I still identify myself as a climber. Aimi and I enjoy trips like this where we can randomly clamber over rocks. The ones we found today are part of a huge rock slide and a UNESCO Global Geopark. Apparently it’s one of the largest scree slopes in the world at over 100 meters thick. Not wide… THICK.

Red Dot

I believe we have established a tradition for our marriage. As we found ourselves on the top of a hill for our wedding, we find ourselves on top of another today. Our wedding anniversary. We also have a new game; Red Dot.

Long Lysefjord

We were up far too late last night watching the sunset from the roof of the cabin. This far north it doesn’t get dark till well gone 11pm and then it starts getting light early. Without meaning to, we had ourselves a really long day and then woke early. More sleep was needed but we were eager for the next walk I’d found; the Fantapytten

Haugesund

The centre of this town is quite literally the port wharf. Where there used to be bustling fishing and cargo boats, now bob small ferries and yachts. The cobbles from yesteryear either replaced, or pressure-washed of all history, face the water. And the tall and impressive warehouse buildings now gentrified, painted neatly with glass fronted bars and restaurants.

Setting Off Twice

It was a good job Aimi forced Kai to pick us up early. 2 miles towards the airport she realised she had forgotten her phone and we had to loop back to get it.