Well I am finally here. Left Nordkjosbotn late Thursday afternoon (Alex would love this place as nothing seems to happen till after lunch) so had a good lie in checking the view outside my window.
After some uncertainty over which bus to take next, I met Jostein – the driver of one of the buses and he advised that the two buses ended up at the same destination. His was 50 kroner more but went across a fjord by ferry.
Best 50 kroner I have spent. Great views and commentary from Jostein. Was surprised at how much went on up here during Ww2, but then again not my area of expertise.
Like most of the other bus drives we meander along the coast and to cover 340km took over 6 hours.
It really is a drive worth doing and probably done a lot slower. After a while it just becomes too many OMGs.
Arrived at Alta at 22:30 and (as it was still daylight) wandered back to the bus station to confirm there was a Saturday bus to Honningsvag (there was). So wondered back for some sleep, though there is longer any real night, just 3 or so hours of twilight become sunset and sunrise.
The midnight sun (the first night the sun doesn’t set) is a big celebration. It’s on May 18 in Alta and somewhere around the 13th for me if all goes to plan.
Pleasant night and slept in again as it was midday checkout then had a quick wander around.
The Northern Lights Cathedral was just next door and quite a structure, modelled on the Aurora Borealis.
Had pizza for lunch (and discovered pizza scissors) and then caught the 14:30 bus to Honningsvag.
Just me at the bus station. First stop – the airport- still just me. Second stop – the port – still just me. So I had my very own 45 seat bus till we reached the halfway point at Olderford, where the drivers swap passengers- in this a one for one swap.
Not a day of big profits.
The drive explained why Alta was so empty this morning. All the way along the road were little huts and people out and about on skis and ski bikes.
The terrain also changed from the coast, a vast alpine plateau. Not sure what happened to my snow report but I think it got its centimetres and millimetres mixed up. Picture the walk from the Thredbo chairlift to Mt Kosciosko in November and that’s kind of what it looks like.
From Olderford the road wound up the coast passed some small fishing villages with their drying racks.
On through some more amazing tunnels, then I saw my first herd of reindeer. Then the second, which I had a camera out for this time.
Followed by the third, fourth, fifth …. At which point I decided it was a bit silly getting excited about them each time.
Got to Honningsvag at 18:30 when the driver Kare announced that the hotel workers were on their annual strike. He drove me to each of them – closed. One even had a one person picket line or to be mathematically correct a picket point as we all know it requires at least two points to form a line.
Anyway last try was the local youth hostel. I went all out and got a single room. A bit silly as I am the only person here as far as I can see.
Have booked for two nights so will get to check out the place tomorrow. Looks lovely at first glance.
May 2 – the walk begins!