Saturday, July 11, 2009

Geirangerfjord

Geiranger on the Geirangerfjord; we drove down the mountain, still in a 
white-out, Friday mid-morning, slowly, deliberately, in 1st gear all the way, 
then stopped at Camping Geiranger, right on the fiord


It rained the rest of Friday and was cloudy enough Saturday  to discourage the 
fiord cruise, so we spent the day cleaning  the camper, doing chores, etc.
Grey Wanderer is smack in the middle


About all there is to do in Geiranger is watch the cruise ships come and go
Some debark and stay a while, some just turn around and  leave for the next fjord


Me fjishing in the fjord; actually, me instructing Vicki on framing the shot to 
include my head, fishing pole, fjord,  etc; she was laughing so hard I am 
surprised the picture is in focus; so confident is she of my fishing skill that she 
has promised to gut, clean, cook, and eat any fish I catch


Inscription on an RV parked near us: "Dream not your life, 
live your dream"

1 comment:

Carole said...

Guess you fishing skills are hereditary. Dad never caught much either.