There are certain people in life, with whom everything seems fine and fair. It feels like we can do things out of our comfort zone for them and with them. This is a trip with that kind of people.
Each year, during winter I feel like I should escape the darkness of these winters. The winters in Norway are harsh: icy and dark. It is pretty covered with all the snow and northern-lights-lit skies, still, the dark coldness can get to one's bones. So, my friends from college planned a winter trip to one of the incredibly dark and pretty places here in Norway: Lofoten.
So we spent New Year in Oslo and roamed around in Oslo before we left for the north. We took a flight to Bodø and had the ferry from Bodø to Lofoten that day itself. Now mind you, this is a trip made by all students. So we were very tight on the budget. The flights were quite cheap and surprisingly, the ferry was a vessel carrying the cars and buses to the islands, so it was free of charge for the passengers without any vehicle! So far so good!
The village Reine in the "daytime" |
Lofoten is spanned by this kind of landscape: the fjords of Lofoten |
So all we did was, roam around the serene and out-of-the-world landscapes, cook, eat and do some grocery shopping. This was the theme of our winter trip. We spent quality time together, played board games, played and sang music together and had a very refreshing time.
One day we went to the southmost point of the island, to Å, another fishing village. We saw some traditional fishing houses and ports and took some photos.
The shy sun hardly came up from the horizon! |
Fire in the ocean |
So, we wrapped up our island visit with hearts full of these golden pink and snowclad landscapes and went back to the mainland with the same ferry.
The church of Bodø |
The church was as expected: calm, empty, without much flourishing, but it had some Sami parts to it. The Samis are indigenous people to the Nordic countries. This church had some of paintings and rooms dedicated to Sami mythology and stories from that culture. It was very enriching to witness that part of the culture.
We took a bus to get to the whirlpool. It is a powerful whirlpool up to 10 m in diameter and 4-5 m deep in the middle of the fjords. The maelstrom occurs when tidal waters flow in and out of the narrow strait connecting the outer Saltenfjord with the Skjerstadfjord. We stood on the bridge which connects the two parts of the mainland and witnessed the spectacular natural phenomenon with chilled winds gushing through our ears and freezing us into a popsicle. The sound of humungous amounts of water mixing and going against the currents just made me realise that humans behave in the same way as water. We make a lot of noise when we see someone trying to go against the flow!
First sighting of the northern lights |
Anyhow! After having a small stroll in the city centre and a doughnut each, we went back to our hostel and ordered some pizza. While everyone almost had lost all hope to see aurorae, we still checked the app and voila! The activity was high, thanks to the CME that came towards the earth. We could possibly see some aurorae. So, we ate quickly and just went out into the city on top of a hill to check out our luck.
For the first hour or so, we could not distinguish between the city light pollution and the halo of the northern lights. We were still trying to capture long-time integrated snaps to see if cameras more sensitive than our eyes could see anything and track the activity on the apps which predict the activity.
After an hour and a half, we saw the northern lights for the first time! It lasted for a few minutes and vanished again. There was quite a lot of light pollution because of the city lights, but that hill was our best chance. We were happy that we could see something but waited for something more as if we knew that nature has more on its plate.
Trails of the northern lights |
Curtains of the aurorae |
Finally, a little after midnight we left the hilltop and went back to our warm hostel. We dreamt of the northern lights and the snowclad arctic landscapes that night and many nights to come.
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