

Stops at Førde and Stryn gave the opportunity for a quick visit and a brief walk around a small western Norwegian town. Both serve as administrative centers for the surrounding countryside. Small, but functional shopping centers offered residents and visitors alike a broad commercial array of food, clothes, coffee, and souvenirs. Before reaching Geiranger,
the scenery seemed to get more and more spectacular as though building toward a crescendo of sights and sounds.
(View of Nordfjord from Utvikfjellet)
(Public art disguised as a fountain in Stryn)
At Hellesylt, the ferry awaited to take us to Geiranger. Being late in the summer, the waterfalls were far from their most impressive. Of the Seven Sisters, for example, only three of them seemed to be home at all. A waterfall across the fjord from the Seven Sisters, he "Suitor," on the other hand, was undaunted and brought as much water as ever to the fjord.


Sunshine in Bergen is like putting butter on bacon - superfluous. Not a voice was raised in protest, however, as a sun-splashed day greeted the visitors to the city that has an umbrella as its most endearing symbol. A tour of Troldhaugen, the home of Edvard and Nina Grieg in the final decades of his life, served as the appetizer and the entre to the delights of the day. Preserved and displayed as when the Griegs still lived in it, the home gives added soul to the music of Norway's national romantic composer. Following the Grieg home tour and a sightseeing excursion up and down the Bergen mountainsides, the Alumni travelers headed in different directions to spend the day exploring on their own. It was a day that proved to have its own reward.


Leaving Ullensvang on Day 7, the group took a 10-minute ferry across Hardangerfjord and began the steady climb to Voss. A mixture of rain and sun, but the sky was beginning to clear, bringing the promise of good weather for the "Norway in a Nutshell" tour. A brief stop in Voss saw most travelers enjoy a visit to the stone church which dates from 1277. Nearby a plaque honoring Voss' native son Knute Rockne (nee: Knut Rokne) who is best known as the Notre Dame University football coach in the 1920s.Cruising the Sognefjord. Pictured above: Celine Osborn (left); Bertie Perry (right); Sally Ann Sample and Bruce Nelson (center)


A fascinating day that provided interesting insight and a representative overview of daily life and work in rural west Norway.

Day 5 brought a bus ride from Oslo to Lofthus in Hardanger. Heading west and northwest, the trip followed the Halling valley from Hønefoss to Geilo, on across the Hardanger plateau with spectacular views of the Hardanger glacier, a stop at Vøringsfossen (the Vøring waterfall) before descending to the Hardanger fjord and on to Lofthus and Ullensvang Hotel. A full day that, upon reflection at dinner,
caused several travelers to wonder if yesterday's events had not taken place two or three days earlier rather than a mere 24 hours. Norway's spectacular scenery served as a 3-D motion picture outside the bus windows. Stops at Gol and on the middle of the Hardanger plateau itself, brought a fury of picture-taking by all. Arriving at the majestic Ullensvang Hotel, facing the beautiful Sørfjjord arm of the Hardanger fjord and surrounded by apple and cherry trees that climb the hillside from sea to sky, a mixture of relief and anticipation gripped the hungry travelers as they headed for the spacious dining room.
Day 4 began with a visit to Christiansborg Palace, then on to view the changing of the royal guard at the Amelienborg palace before heading for the DFDS overnight cruise/ferry to Oslo. No pictures allowed in Christiansborg palace, but its size and splendor rival both the Tsar's Winter Palace in St. Petersburg, minus the artwork, and the Hohenzolleren palaces in Potsdam. And, of course, the ubiquitous Christian IV, meets visitors astride his horse.
German troop ship Blucher was sailing toward Oslo with the specified mission of capturing the Norwegian government and the royal family as German forces invaded and occupied the country. Facing the approaching ship when it refused to identify itself, the defending Norwegian forces opened fire, hitting the magazine and causing a horrific explosion. The Blucher sank, over 2000 German soldiers were killed and the Norwegian government and king had time to excape capture. As we passed the fortress this morning, we also noted that small oil slicks lay on the water above where the Blucher came to rest that fateful day in WWII. We docked near the new Oslo Opera House, disembarked and began our drive west.