Værøy

Welcome to Værøy!
When we arrive the weather is quite changeable. The fog hangs around quite a bit around the mountains, but a little later it clears up along the coast. We look for a nice spot along the sea and walk for a while in the hope that Diede will fall asleep for a while. That works!

The wind makes it too chilly to eat outside, so we go inside at the end of the afternoon.

When we get up the next morning it is clear blue and time for a hike! We can’t go any further on one of the roads. Two men, secured with cables, are throwing loose stones from the mountain. They bring all kinds of tools and drill some pieces loose. One stone is larger than the other, but one is at least a meter wide. It is quite a racket and Johan asks the traffic controller whether the stones never touch the electricity cables. He says very coolly that the chance is very small, but that if it happens, half the island will be without power. Not much later, you will just see, a number of stones hit the electricity cables, but luckily they only sway back and forth a bit. When they’re done, a large shovel comes and sweeps everything aside, he ends up with a flat tire himself, but luckily, thanks to him, we don’t. The guardrail and road are quite damaged after this scene. Quite impressive to see. We joke with a Swiss guy about how this would happen in other countries, half the village would be evacuated. There is a traffic controller here, who is also socializing. The best man indicated that it would be ready at 12 noon and that was no lie.

On to our destination, Håheia! It is a very nice walk. Some parts are a bit steeper and spicier than others. At the beginning we have to talk and talk to get Jinte up the mouintain. Once the climbing starts, she goes like crazy. We are used to Jinte’s difficult questions, but this time she asked every few meters whether she would be dead if she fell down here. Uh, in some places yes and in some places no. Other topic please. Not much later she stumbles. She rolls into the green plants next to the narrow path. Those plants run downwards quite steeply. She holds on to herself and Mirre dives to grab her. Johan happened to have just turned around to see how far we had gone. So we all stood in shock for a moment. Jinte was crying, mom and dad were very shocked. Phew! We proceed carefully and eventually we arrive, safe and sound, at the transmission tower where we need to be.

The highest point with a really great view. We take a break, Mirre brings two snickers as a surprise and we share them with each other.

We cut the way back short. It’s a long descent, but we’re going steadily. We can go partly through a tunnel or a similar descent. We see two couples enter the tunnel and come back because it is too dark. It will be the descent, you understand that. We come downstairs tired but satisfied. We eat a delicious plate of tagliatelle. Then we go to our sleeping place. An old airport. We see a beautiful sunset and stay up to admire the midnight sun. We sleep wonderfully. The next morning we beat the stone throwers, we do some shopping and arrive at the ferry in time.

The girls are playing with a 9-month-old German boy and Jinte wonders how big her nephews will be when we get home. Diede takes a nice nap in the baby carrier, oh so wonderful. Mirre enjoys it because sleeping on her chest like that doesn’t happen often anymore. We call Aunt Britte and see how small Nolan is, we can’t wait to cuddle with him! We keep our eyes open again to spot some sea creatures, but unfortunately we arrive in Bodø harbor without any results.