In my last post you found me struggling to understand the point of a cruise, but that same evening I got a bit of a sense of why watching stunning scenery disappear out of reach could still be amazing.
Clouds were descending as we left Flam in Sognefjord and headed up another branch of the fjord called the Naerofjord. This is meant to be one of the most stunning of all and is a Unesco world heritage site.
The cruise manager used the tannoy to tell us of the wonders ahead and briefly there was even a bit of a struggle for space on the deck as all the onboard entertainment paused so that we could take a look.
And then it started to rain and everyone went back inside.
They missed this:
The light kept changing as we continued on- sometimes just gloom over almost everything:
At other times, pure magic as individual features of the landscape were spotlit:
Later as we headed back along the length of Sognefjord and the sun started to go down, the show continued:
At last the mixture of the changing light and the changing views made perfect sense- along with one other similarly insane photographer I was literally running the length of the deck from front to back to catch the changing views:
Occasionally, I would rush back to see whether my dad needed another drink and then find that I had nearly missed a random rainbow:
The wind was up at this point and at the front of the ship it was so strong that we had to take turns wedging ourself against the wall to stop ourselves being flung around, but it was worth it: