Fjord flying, Norway 2006
Rob & John in G-BREY pair up with Andy in his Cessna 150 for a jolly up to the Scandinavian fjords.
Photos by: John Pitts, Andy Revill and me.
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Crossing the English Channel to France on the first day, to the Dunkerque beaches.... |  |
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..and along the string of Friesian islands in Holland. | |||
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Hugging the rather deserted Danish coast... | ||
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...we launch off from the northern tip of Denmark for the 85-mile crossing to southern Norway in ideal conditions. | |||
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Although reasonably populated, this coastline of Norway leaves few options if the donkey quits! | |||
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We arrive safely in Bergen for a day of R&R before heading further north. The locals were amazed that we had timed our arrival to coincide with the only known 3-day spell of good weather that year! | |||
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Still in excellent weather, we flew north to Sogndal in the heart of Norway... |  |
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The next day saw us take another break, and we took a ferry to the railhead for the Myrdal railhead to view the fjordland from ground level.
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We looked in some trepidation at the wires which criss-cross these valleys, surely there solely to catch out unwary aviators? Even with orange marker balls, they are very difficult to spot from the air. | |||
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The low cloud around meant we had chosen a good day to not be flying. |    |
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Onwards and northwards to Sandane... |   |
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The whole area is stunning, and for many of the flights we were out of gliding range of suitable land. But we got used to it. |   |
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| Our southbound return saw us encountering deteriorating weather, necessitating two days of delay while we diverted to Aars in Denmark and Westerstede in Germany.
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Waiting for the thunderstorms to clear, we amused ourselves by finding shops with names to tickle our toilet humour... | |||
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...and at Westerstede, we were made to feel very welcome after our diversion to dodge embedded CB's. The place was immaculate, with manicured lawns and box-hedge gardens surrounding the clubhouse / restaurant. | |||
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After another night, we could at last head
westbound to Holland, and from Texel, we had a sufficiently good horizon to attempt
the 2-hour North Sea crossing to Norwich, England. Just oil rigs and ourselves for company. |
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A small matter of a piss-up at a friend's wedding reception in Norfolk awaited us, before eventually getting home the next day, nine days after setting out. | |||
All in all, a great trip! |
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