Geoff
Woke up to a glorious morning. Amanda refused to use the earth loo. I found facilities elsewhere!
We got off, for us, to an early start, hitting the road around 10am. Very little traffic. The road wound its way alongside fjords and then above a river amid forested mountainsides. Quite stunning. The maximum speed limit being 50mph, it was quite leisurely although bendy at times. We saw much evidence of the new E6 road under construction. It will result in a much straighter road.
We had a break at a picnic area by a river. The photos below hardly do it justice.
We diverted from the E6 to visit a small town, Namsos. A claim to fame is Rock City, a national resource centre for rock music, in particular, "trønderrock", a brand of rock music originating in the Trønderlag region of Norway. A number of big names in the music industry in Norway come from Namsos, such as Åge Aleksandersen, Terje Tysland, both of whom have been in a group endearingly named Prudence.
Entry to Rock City was free today so we went in. There were all sorts of exhibits and rooms, buttons to push and other interactive things. It was quite a fun experience.
We were intending to head for a campsite on the E6 north of Steinkjer, but on the minor road between Namsos and 45km from Steinkjer, we found Holmset Camping which is as nice a site as any and reasonable cost, 230NOK, including electricity and wifi. It's very quiet.
We've covered a fair distance today and really eaten into the journey to Bergen. We expect to be in Trondheim tomorrow.
Amanda
We got going earlier than usual, the weather having totally changed to brilliant sunshine, so were ready for a riverside stop by 11.30. Geoff found himself a perch in the sunshine and immersed himself in the Saturday Paper which he had managed to download yesterday at one of our stops. Unusually it was me who was fidgety, and I set off along a good path leading away from the lay-by, with the river on one side and the road at a higher level on the other. It was delightful, tree lined and with little bridges going off to islands, and with a number of attractive open fronted wooden shelters, all with wood stores behind them, stocked with wood suitable for building open fires in the fire pits in front of them. It is clearly a way of life here in the summer. I had to text Geoff to tell him what he was missing, and wait on a bridge for him to appear, which he duly did.
Resuming the drive, the views continued to be stunning - more of the same - and the roads were blessedly quiet. We decided that we could afford the time to detour to Namsos, on the coast, picking up a bit of the 17, the slower alternative route. The scenery was more agricultural, the first we have seen on this trip. Namsos was very quiet - surely not just the football, perhaps just the first day of really good weather. Quite a smart little town, it looked. It now felt seriously hot - 25 degrees apparently, so we are catching up with you at home. We parked in the almost empty harbour car park, had a little wander, and then ventured into the large white cube building, Rock City. Lonely Planet describes it as "a temple to rock and roll, and homage to the disproportionately large numbers of artists from Namsos who have made it big on the Scandinavian popular music scene." These were bands from the sixties and seventies, and looked ridiculously like our own rock bands of the same era. We had the whole place to ourselves, and wandered through rooms kitted out as recording studios, live stages, backstage scenes, and much more. It was great fun, and we could have been much more hands on than we were. We also enjoyed a long chat with the young lady manning reception, who had nothing else to do! And had suggestions about all sorts of local attractions, while we downloaded papers and emails on the free wifi. This is now a necessity - all my internet research over the last couple of days has gobbled up the rest of my month's data quota, and there's no more until the 9th July.
Heading on towards the campsite we We got going earlier than usual, the weather having totally changed to brilliant sunshine, so were ready for a riverside stop by 11.30. Geoff found himself a perch in the sunshine and immersed himself in the Saturday Paper which he had managed to download yesterday at one of our stops. Unusually it was me who was fidgety, and I set off along a good path leading away from the lay-by, with the river on one side and the road at a higher level on the other. It was delightful, tree lined and with little bridges going off to islands, and with a number of attractive open fronted wooden shelters, all with wood stores behind them, stocked with wood suitable for building open fires in the fire pits in front of them. It is clearly a way of life here in the summer. I had to text Geoff to tell him what he was missing, and wait on a bridge for him to appear, which he duly did.
Resuming the drive, the views continued to be stunning - more of the same - and the roads were blessedly quiet. We decided that we could afford the time to detour to Namsos, on the coast, picking up a bit of the 17, the slower alternative route. The scenery was more agricultural, the first we have seen on this trip. Namsos was very quiet - surely not just the football, perhaps just the first day of really good weather. Quite a smart little town, it looked. It now felt seriously hot - 25 degrees apparently, so we are catching up with you at home. We parked in the almost empty harbour car park, had a little wander, and then ventured into the large white cube building, Rock City. Lonely planet describes it as " a temple to rock and roll, and homage to the disproportionately large numbers of artists from Namsos who have made it big on the Scandinavian Popular music scene." These were bands from the sixties and seventies, and looked ridiculously like our own rock bands of the same era. We had the whole place to ourselves, and wandered through rooms kitted out as recording studios , live stages, backstage scenes, and much more. It was great fun, and we could have been much more hands on than we were. We also enjoyed a long chat with the young lady manning reception, who had nothing else to do! And had suggestions about all sorts of local attractions, while we downloaded papers and emails on the free wifi. This is now a necessity - all my internet research over the last couple of days has gobbled up the rest of my month's data quota, and there's no more until the 9th July. Heading on towards the campsite we We got going earlier than usual, the weather having totally changed to brilliant sunshine, so were ready for a riverside stop by 11.30. Geoff found himself a perch in the sunshine and immersed himself in the Saturday Paper which he had managed to download yesterday at one of our stops. Unusually it was me who was fidgety, and I set off along a good path leading away from the lay-by, with the river on one side and the road at a higher level on the other. It was delightful, tree lined and with little bridges going off to islands, and with a number of attractive open fronted wooden shelters, all with wood stores behind them, stocked with wood suitable for building open fires in the fire pits in front of them. It is clearly a way of life here in the summer. I had to text Geoff to tell him what he was missing, and wait on a bridge for him to appear, which he duly did.
Heading on towards the campsite we had earmarked for tonight on the E6 north of Steinkjer, we passed a very pretty small site, with shady pitches, so, with a quick u-turn, we went to investigate. And here we are, on a lovely pitch by the estuary. The site, Holmset Camping, is really quiet and peaceful, and we are showered, with a few clothes washed, and well fed and watered, and have free wifi. We will make the most of it - it seems that the high summer season is about to start.
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