Høstferie Dag 9

There are boats everywhere on the west coast. This morning, we took the ferry across to Tau, where we hoped to meet Nils Terje. I say “hoped” because our plans were unconfirmed and we had no luck contacting Nils. In any case, we docked at eleven o’clock sharp, and sat facing the Atlantic and the sun, wondering what to do. Eventually, we managed to reach Nils, who had yet to get out of bed. “But it’s early!” I guess Norwegian culture isn’t so different after all.
We took to the highway and made our way to Preikestolen, a 626m tall chunk of rock jutting out of the mountain side. I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.










Back in Tau, we enjoyed ice cream on the deck with Nils before finding a place to set up our tent (which has been carried for 9 days, only being used twice). We cooked some delicious Norwegian pankaker on the campstove tonight. I’ve concluded that the best meals are the ones you cook yourself, in the fresh air under the stars.
Tomorrow is a traveling day; the alarm is set for 5:30 (and 5:40 and 5:45 just in case!).