Fjords, Food & Nature’s Majesty - A Norwegian Vacation Retold
A Norwegian Vacation Retold
The famous American environmentalist was more at home in the wild desert magnificence of Western USA. Yet his words and sentiment are universal. And in the towering stillness of the Norwegian fjords, they came almost naturally to mind.
There is something about the fjords that humbles you into silence. It is as if you are in the presence of a superior being; venerable and wise, whose repose it would be most unbecoming and churlish to disturb. As I floated between these ice capped cliffs, I felt that with places like this still on earth, life was truly worth living.
My vacation sojourn in Norway, the land where the sun never sets, has left me a happier and wiser person, who now bows unashamedly before the supreme majesty of creation.
My journey commenced in the medieval Norwegian city of Bergen, with a guided hiking tour. We broke off the usual trails and followed little used paths to explore the foothills of Mount Fløyen. Tramping through the forests as the guide tells you all about the Norwegian passion for walking in particular and the outdoors in general, one realizes that indeed this land was made for walking - dark green pines, ice capped mountains, white and red Scandinavian farmhouses and beautiful fjords – what better way to engage with them than on one’s own two feet? There is a funicular, of course, if one is not inclined to walk, and it opens up some superb views as it takes you up, but somehow, it just doesn’t match the feet on the ground experience.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds – Edward Abbey