Today we woke to low hanging clouds. I tried to capture it from the hotel room, but you get the picture.
|The low hanging clouds in Geiranger|
It was raining today. We really can’t complain much as today has been the only day when our scheduled activity would put us in the rain. Up until now, all inclement weather has been when we were transferring from one place to another. Today we are to visit Westeras farm. We could hike there from the hotel, it is just a “15 minute hike up the hill,” said Kira (who, thanks to our walk to Geiranger, we know measures time differently than our own walking speed) or we could take the provided transportation. I readily did the later. Rain and uphill just didn’t sound appealing to me.
|View from Westeras Farm. Our hotel is toward the bottom of the hill.|
At the farm we met Arnfinn Westeras, owner of the farm. He showed us a fascinating way they gather and chop the hay and such for feed for their animals. He also told us how they tend to the animals when they are in the hills.
|Arnfinn Westeras showing how they cultivate the feed for the animals.|
|Arnfinn Westeras showing his farm|
Since it was raining we had the option of going to find the animals on a “quick 5 minute hike” or we could wait inside. John turned to me and said, “I know what wet dog smells like, I can only imagine what wet sheep and goat smell like.” So we went inside. As it began to clear, I did venture out to see the animals.
Lunch consisted of a very traditional Norwegian meal–soup, either meat soup or seafood soup. I had the broth of the meat soup, but it was too salty for my taste. Then we had traditional Rommegrot (sour cream porridge). I tried it, but that was enough for me. I am not a fan of sour cream to begin with, and with it being warm, it was just too much. They did have butter, brown sugar, and raisins you could embellish it with, but I decided my best bet was to politely decline.
Once back at the Union Hotel, we had the afternoon free. John and I opted to look at the car museum they had at the hotel. It gave a great history of Geiranger and the tourism industry there. From very early on, tourism has been prominent. Locals would take ship’s passengers in the valleys, first in horse and carriages, and then in cars. When they made the transition to cars it was tough finding ones that worked properly in the hills; the transmissions took quite a beating.
|One of my favorite pictures of the trip, getting ready for dinner.|
Dinner was wonderful. It was a BBQ in a small traditional building just outside the back of the hotel. Very good food, atmosphere, and conversations. For dessert we got to make out own traditional pancakes, which is a Norwegian dessert. Don’t confuse Norwegian pancakes with Swedish ones, Norwegians are fluffy.
|The traditional building where we had dinner|
|Inside for our private dinner BBQ|
|Making Norwegian Pancakes|
It was rather late after dinner, though the sky would indicate otherwise, so we just went to bed.