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Tuesday, I set out for the west coast. I had originally intended to go the usual way over the mountains and down Lærdal to Sogndal, then along the Sognefjord to Fortun and up the hillside into the mountains. However, my landlady had tipped me that there was another road, going down to Årdal and then up into the mountains further east. So I took that one instead The first deviation from the "normal" route comes at Tyin, where you take the road down to Årdal. The road takes you past still icy lakes, snow-clad mountains and waterfalls galore. A couple of miles after you take off towards Årdal (road 53), is lake Tyin . In mid-June it was still mostly frozen. From the lake, the river Tya runs through several small lakes down into lake Årdalsvatnet, which again empties out into the Atlantic Ocean. There's tons of water coming down the mountainside everywhere you look. This is Lake Holsbru, the last lake before the river starts falling deep, deep down into Årdalsvatnet. The sign...

Sunday, I finally made it to Borgund stave church . Not much more to say; it's a very handsome building and the drive was nice. The new church isn't too shabby either. However, the modern visitor center is butt ugly.

Saturday 13th, I drove down to my old hometown of Hønefoss, to stuff face with some old friends and to witness my brother hollering at an outside pizza restaurant right next to the building my grandparents owned when I was little. To the best of my knowledge, it still carries my family name. My old friend Per Magnus and his magnificent girlfriend, Nui. They met at a shooting competition in Thailand a couple of years back and she's temporarily stuck in Norway due to the corona crisis. She keeps busy feeding him all this yummy Thai food and I can only look on in silent despair at their Facebook posts. Mmmmmm, Thai food. This picture was taken at 11:15PM Saturday night. That big ole building is my old elementary school, where I attended 3rd through 6th grade (this was back when the compulsory part of school was only nine years in Norway). The school is closing this year, although they may use it next year too iffin the corona virus is still a threat. Look at how LIGHT it is... This pi...

Since most national borders are closed I'm kinda hunkering down for a summer in Norway. This last week I've been on several trips to the west, one even as far as the coast. I've even gone so far as to buy a dashcam for road videos (installing and operating it will probably be what kills me in the end). These pics are from my first trip of the season, over the mountains of Valdres. I was planning on going to Borgund stave church, but on a hunch I made a left in the traffic circle on the west coast side of the mountains and drove back east again through Hemsedal and then over Gol Mountain Plateau. The valley of Etnedal, which is a side valley to Valdres. Etnedal is also a tiny municipality. In the hills between Etnedal and Valdres there are several small waters and tons of purdy lil' cabins. Purdy flowers by the side of the road. Norwegian roads can be real nice. Lake Stronda runs through some of the very finest parts of Valdres. Not sure what types of fish they're b...