Re: Where the Hell Are The Fjords Anyway
On Tuesday evening we left Flam and sailed down the deep water Fjord of Sagnefjorden, some 1500 metres deep apparently...As the last vestiges of land disappeared we set about enjoying ship life and some fine dining in the Oriental restaurant. Some people found it difficult to sleep as it never really got dark, I never had such problems and the ship sailed through the night oblivious to me....
Upon reaching the North Sea the captain steered a course North to the beautiful picturesque port of Alesund....
Passing some beautiful scenery on the way....
Finally arriving in Alesund...
After securing the ship we made our way onto the dockside to join a pre-booked coach tour with a charming guide from Croatia?
The coach would pause briefly to allow photographs of the town, unfortunately the weather wasn't ideal for my little point and shoot camera.....
On the previous two photos you will notice a viewpoint at the top of a small hill, after being driven on a hair raising journey to the summit, the next photo was taken from the top....Please allow for the shaking hand....
I liked Alesund, they had an infinity with the British. Which is not surprising when you consider that half the population of Northern Britain originated here after they raped and pillaged the indigenous Yorkies, now it's our turn....Only joking, and of all the sail away parties I've attended over the years, this was certainly the best send off I've ever experienced.....
....Lump in the throat stuff......
And finally the Alesund Pilot leaves the Azura.......Goodbye Alesund...