Saturday 21 July. 14 miles

The mist crept up overnight, so no more hill walking or exploring. Instead a cycle back down the hairpin bends to Honningsvag and the sun.

Had just settled at a cafe when Gabriel appeared along with Francesco the Italian I had met at the campsite in Tromso. It is amazing how the day goes when chatting to friends, in the sun, overlooking the harbour. 4 pm before I knew it.

Staying with Tove again on Sunday night and looking forward to the crabs I have been promised. So a bus back part of the way seemed in order (cycling North not home). However not one until Sunday morning, so cycled south to a small fishing hamlet, and asked if there was somewhere I could camp.
Well they took me to a house facing the sea/fiord, owners away on holiday and I just put up my tent on their decking.

Even shown by the fishermen to a shower room. Great way to spend what will probably be my last night camping.

View from my tent

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Wednesday 4th July. 53 miles

Continuing on Route 1 Cycle Way North, which is the same as road number 15, the tourist route North. Beautiful, but what a lot of German and Dutch camper vans there are! I check the nationality sticker as they go past: yesterday more Dutch, today more German. A few touring cyclists as well, including another solo female going the 0pposite direction to me. 2 ferries today.When I get off once the vehicle traffic has gone, I have the road to myself. Whilst waiting for the second ferry, I had to cycle some distance away as a controlled dynamite explosion blew up rock to extend the pier area. I visited a couple of places today: First an old 19th century village-actually I think they had moved the buildings to a common site. Secondly a war cemetery for the thousands of Russians killed in Norway between 1941 and 1945. War cemeteries are such poignant places,. ...

Monday 25th.71miles

I returned to Ulsteinvik from my detour campsite. I went into the Remix supermarket, which looked remarkably like a Lidl, although being Norway, the prices are higher. Then it was the main road to the next ferry at Hareid. There was a shared route cycle path which was nice, but I got off it to give space to a group of nursery age children who were walking along holding hands in lines of 3 . Coming off the ferry, my road became busy. Alesund not far away is a surprisingly large place and I hit the dreaded E39 the main arterial road/duel carriageway going North. There are cycle paths and between mio and me we got through.( Though why mio took me off the cycle path, hrough an industrial estate only to return to the same road is questionable). My route then led me along quiet roads up a fiord side, round it and back down the other side. Then I cycled 3 sides of the square which made up a peninsula in order to avoid a large tunn...

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Fish Drying Rack Sunday evening view of the hills from my campsite. Monday morning's treat-coffee and cake!

Cycling North

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