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Olden and the Briksdal
Glacier
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On the coach, as we left Olden and
headed towards the Briksdal Glacier. |
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From the car/coach park, there was
quite a long walk to the glacier itself. Some people took
"troll cars", but we relished the opportunity
to get a little exercise and admire the scenery en-route.
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Our first glimpse of the glacier. |
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After spending half an hour close
to the glacier, we began to retrace our steps. |
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We were rewarded with late morning
refreshments in the restaurant at the car park. Well, we had done
SOME exercise! |
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Back on the coach, we drove back
towards the port.
The morning mist had cleared and the scenery was gorgeous! |
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We paused for photographs at this
beautiful glacial lake. |
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Back in the small port of Olden,
it was time to board the ship and continue our journey north. |
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A late lunch on the deck after we
sailed, with Bob and Chris looking on. |
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Well, all that walking this morning
had drained my blood sugar levels! |
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That evening, as we sailed out of the
fjord into the Norwegian Sea, we passed Runde Island, which
is famous for its bird life. |
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