Into the Fjords and Mountains in Norway

Our trip to Norway was outstanding. It is tough to come up with our tippity top moments because there were so many. The peaks and fjords that we were hoping to experience delivered and then some. And, there is absolutely no place like the paradise of our home. Sometimes I wonder if that's why I love to travel - it makes home feel so good. Also, I would be remiss if I didn't mention how lucky I am to have Dan as a travel buddy (and life partner). He makes everything exponentially better ❤️❤️❤️ Our plane from Tromso  A yummy bakery at the airport Viking swords from around 800 AD on display at the Oslo Airport Ledges sunrise with the pups It's a small world! Look who I ran into on the summit of the Ledges at sunrise - my niece, Sara Fog blanketing the Connecticut River valley Ernie and Luca love their backyard almost as much as I do The garden is overflowing The garden is a jungle Rae Rae missed us - she has been following me around all morning

Today's adventure was our last one in Norway - to Blåisvatnet (the Blue Lake). I was still feeling yucky (fever, cough, etc) so we planned an easy hike - fairly flat 6 miles (although it was over rocky glacial moraine) before we headed to Tromso. Check out what this sign says, especially for the gentlemen 🤣 The hike to Blaisvatnet is considered appropriate for families so it is not too demanding, but it is 6 miles over loose rocks which is part of the glacial moraine and flood plain. The trail was a little "meh," but when we arrived at the blue lake, the color was striking. Because I wasn't feeling very well, I didn't think that I would go in the water. However, Dan surprised the pants off me when he said that he was going to jump in the frigid lake. So, obviously I went in too. It was REFRESHING! Check out that BLUE! Dan is all bundled so he knocked my socks off by saying he was going to jump in  Contemplating dipping  Post dip. There are no photos of me because...

When the sun comes out in Norway and then it doesn't get dark until after 11pm, it can be difficult to call it quits and head back once you are up in the mountains. You just want to keep hiking to the next spot - especially when you are scoping out potential ski lines 😉 It was raining (obviously), so we had a chill morning eating our yogurt at our lodging. We bumped into Anton who was heading over to the house he bought to work on some stuff. We ended up joining him to check it out. He bought it on foreclosure and said the former owner was a hoarded so it was packed with junk. The house is in a gorgeous spot in the tiny town of Koppangen. Right from his house, Anton can ski and paraglide. So cool! Anton's house with the "beach" and mountains in the background  Anton showing us his house  The bay of Koppangen Checking out the area where the reindeer get loaded onto boats and where Anton lands his paraglider  Koppangen beach with the town in the background  Koppangen ...