Arctic Lives Up To Its’ Name
I have been negligent in my reporting duties and for that I apologise. My only excuse is that the driving since leaving Bergen has been fantastic. The scenery here is much the same as the west coast of Scotland, only there is much more of it in Norway.
From Bergen we have driven north despite the cold and the rain (I know, Britain has been basking in sun for the past ten days or so. In the famous words of the late Harry Secombe "Raspberries"). We travelled up through Alesund, Trondheim, Mosjoen and eventually to Narvik. The daily distances weren't great, around two hundred miles a day, but the time taken to cover those miles was roughly double that of normal driving. This is because every fifty miles, or so, you need to take a ferry, and because although the roads aren't all that bad, they are single carriageway with almost no overtaking points. Once you are behind a truck you...
