Tuesday, 12 July 2011

UP IN THE ARCTIC



So that you can see where we actually went on our cruise, I have doctored a map, and put a red line to show you our route. Hopefully the map will enlarge when you click on it and you can see it properly. I'm afraid my hand wobbled a bit doing the route, but you can get the general idea!




Tromso is well above the Arctic Circle, and is a pleasant town, with lots to see. We didn't get across to see the Arctic Cathedral, as it was a long way, but we did get to some interesting museums. The Polar Museum had some fascinating accounts of explorations across the Arctic, and to the North Pole, but there was also a lot about trapping and hunting, which I found rather distressing. Killing for food and clothing for the local people, yes, but there were so many seals and land animals killed for their skins which were exported across the world. I suppose it was just that way of life, but it all got too much for me and I found a chair to sit on and look at other things! Tromso market, like other markets in Norway, major in woolly sweaters, scarves, hats, gloves etc. I bought a lovely woolly hat for the winter.




We sailed from Tromso and headed for Honningsweg, very close to North Cape, the northernmost point in Europe. The scenery here was just bare plains. We took an excursion across the big island plains to two very isolated fishing village. The big industry here is dried fish, of which an enormous amount is exported to Portugal and Spain. (I really do not know what those countries do with such a lot of dried fish!) On the way we saw several family groups of reindeer, grazing on what lichens and grass they could find.

On our coach trip we had a really splendid guide, a Norwegian woman who had lived all her life in Honningsweg, and loved the freedom from crime there, the friendliness and the pure fresh air. They made the most of the summer months, as they have 4 or 5 months with very little daylight, of course.



We left Honningsweg harbour just before midnight, and the photo above was taken, I assure you, at midnight!

The next day we sailed across a very rough Arctic Sea, so rough they put tape across the doors to the Promenade deck so no one could go out, as the winds were so great, and the waves so high it would have been dangerous.



Early the following morning, Mr.G woke me and said "You must come and see this!" which I did and there were these fantastic snowy mountains gliding by in the distance. The sea was blue, the sky was a lighter blue and the mountains were dark blue and white with snow. It was truly magical.



We followed the snowy mountains and glaciers all the way to the little town of Longyearbyen. This town formed round the coal mines, which are still very active, and coal is a major export. There really isn't much that is beautiful about Longyearbyen......









However, there is an excellent Museaum and Tourist Information place there. Quite the best Museum I have been in. We were rather amused, though, as we all had to put blue plastic covers over out shoes! It turned out shoes would have damaged the floor and the way the exhibits were arranged - very touchy-feely!




As we left, the sun sparkled on the sea, which was much calmer than when we came! We felt sad, though, to leave those mountains, and to feel we were now on the way home (even if we had 6 days left!)

Thursday, 7 July 2011

FURTHER NORTH

After leaving Bergen we sailed up to Geiranger Fjord, one of the most beautiful and narrowest of Norway's Fjords. The whole journey was spectacular.



The entrance started fairly wide.....




but got narrower as we went further in.




There were dozens of waterfalls down the near-vertical sides of the fjord. Even the tiny streams had considerable force, and the bigger ones spread out over the rocks like foaming lace.




We landed at the tiny town of Geiranger, and took an excursion bus (one of the only two horrendously expensive excursions we did!) up Mount Disnibba.





Halfway up we stopped at what was once a trapper's shelter, for a coffee and a Norwegian pastry, and I was amazed to see the adjoining lake was frozen! it was also fairly chilly!




At the top we looked down at the valley below, and in the far distance we could see the fjord, like a tiny tear drop. If you look hard at the photos, in the distance, where it is blue-ish, you can just see the fjord, and I think the tiny white splodge is our ship!

SPEAKING OF THE SHIP.....





It was huge. Three times round the Promenade deck was said to be a mile. There were a lot of determined walkers, doing their miles, but I stuck to a gentle stroll.



Inside was all bling and opulence. The Atrium in the middle of the ship was 4 stories high. This is looking down to the centre. There were various entertainments there in the afternoons and early evenings.




And lastly, we were taken on a very interesting tour of the Ship's Galley. All stainless steel, and immaculately clean. The cakes in front were for our visual delight!

Next post I will take you to the Arctic!

Friday, 1 July 2011

CRUISE OF A LIFETIME !

We had the most fantastic holiday! Now of course, I've had to come down to earth, but I'm enjoying picking photos for a new blog!



Our first port of call was Bergen, Norway. It is reputed to rain 360 days of the year in Bergen, and yes, we managed to pick a really wet one! However, we got around, well kitted out and more or less waterproof!

Bergen is a very pretty town, with a lot of history behind it. In the 18th Century it was one of the important ports in the Hanseatic League, trading fish, furs and other things across Europe.




We found the Fish Market at the harbour, mostly specialising in shrimps, crabs and other shellfish, plus cod and haddock.




Old Bergen still exists, although mainly for tourists now. The warehouses and trading buildings still stand, each with a narrow frontage and stretching far back.




Between the buildings are narrow alley ways (you could hardly call them streets, although they did have names!) which led to further little shops and squares.




We found these little shops far more interesting than the "posh" tourist shops along the harbour. There was also a much-needed cafe, which sold coffee and delicious cake!

There was a lot of walking for me around Bergen, but I managed it without complaint! A shuttle bus (of which more anon) took us back to the ship.

Next blog, when I have a bit more time, I will show you pics of the ship, and more pics of some of the wonderful places we went to.

My new header is a view of the mountains I saw early in the morning as we sailed up the peninsular of Svarlbad (Spitzbergen) towards Longyearbyen, our next port. The mountains were spectacular, incredibly beautiful, and I fell in love with the Arctic!

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

HAPPY ASSOCIATIONS

Tomorrow I will be off and away on the high seas for two weeks. So I have left you with a couple of photos taken in our garden this week of unintended combinations



The first is a little orange welsh poppy that peeked through some lovely dark heuchera leaves.




And the second are our pink climbing roses tangled up in our orange honeysuckle! Couldn't reach to prune them, ands anyway they are tied in firmly with the honeysuckle, so I left them! I think they look rather lovely.

See you all in two weeks time!

Sunday, 5 June 2011

OH! I DO LIKE TO BE BESIDE THE SEASIDE !

Just for fun I've dug out some very early photos, taken, of course, by my Father. My grandparents lived in Herne Bay, a seaside town on the Kent coast, so this was my first introduction to the sea. However, beaches are dangerous places, and it being all shingle at Herne Bay, not too attractive! So here I am, feeding the ducks in the park. Note the leggings, sweet little coat, etc. About 1935 or 1936



Another seaside place we went to frequently was Cromer, another seaside town on the Norfolk coast. Could be decidedly chilly there, but for those brought up in Herne Bay, like my Mother, it was nothing. (Both Cromer and Herne Bay faced north, across the sea. Nothing between them and the North Pole,it was said!) 1936,I think

However, I was apparently good at shrimping!



And shopping. Don't you love the fashions!




By 1938 I was old enough to start modelling for my Father!



in 1949 we went to Southwold, a lovely little town on the Suffolk coast. This is a rare photo of my mother, plus me and my sister.



In 1950 I was a sulky teenager, interested in boys, but heavily chaperoned by family! This is a family and Friends group at Cromer. I rather liked the boy at the back, but he wasn't in the least interested in me, though I passed muster for the odd visit to the fair, etc.!



And lastly, in 1954, more or less grown up, me, my friend Margaret and my sister at Herne Bay standing in the sea. Can't think who took the photo unless it was my Aunt or Grandfather who we had obviously gone to visit.




Next time I see the sea I will be on it in a VERY large ship!

Monday, 30 May 2011

STATUES



The end of our garden tends to get a bit wild, if we are not careful! We inherited this little statue when we moved in 17 years ago. At the time, he held a sort of old and battered sundial, which we took off as it was likely to fall off. He now lives coyly down the end of the garden, overlooking the pond.

I rather like statues in a garden. Large ones look best in large gardens, but I have seen some lovely ceramic and stone items, features, call then what you will! Trouble is, Mr. G loves redesigning the garden, so any features we put down are likely to be moved around. Like the little boy in the picture. I rather liked him where he was before, as the ivy was growing up him, it looked really good.



But the pond end is looking great this year. The Hostas are magnificent. usually they are dinner for hordes of snails and slugs, but I think the very cold winter we had last and this year has killed them off. Praise be! I'm sure they have a place somewhere in creation, but I do not like them in my garden!



The swans in the park are still there. I do hope they stay. There are three goslings around, but I always seem to miss them. Canada Geese are wonderful parents, and I have every expectation they will raise their goslings to maturity. there are also young Coot, but I haven't seen any young Moorhens yet.

Friday, 20 May 2011

IS THIS REALLY NECESSARY ?



The Park authorities regularly go round the edges of the paths with weed killer, and I can see the point of that.

But did they have to go round the beautiful tree trunk?? Admittedly it is the tree trunk that they cut off 20ft up from the ground, and they haven't gone round the 'living' trees, but it looks so awful. And unnecessary.




They've gone along the edge of the culverted stream too. I suppose the lad was given the sprayer and told to do the edges!!




And they've gone along the bottom of our fence where our garden meets the park. They do this all along the boundary, but there are only 4 houses which have the hedge behind the fence, and they kill all the lovely 'weeds' growing there. The ones with fences behind the hedge don't suffer, and the grass etc just grows naturally.

It will all grow up again, you can't keep nature down, but it does make a messy looking place.

However, parts of the park are lovely. these are gorgeous blue irises by the lake. there are wild yellow ones growing at the muddy side, but they are a bit difficult to photograph.