Sognefjord - The King of Fjords

Regarding yesterday: The food was very good, we had salmon once and meatballs with vegetables and potatoes once.

It rained heavily at night, we were standing by the waterfall, right next to the stream on a meadow. Why did we have to park in the very back right next to the stream again? If the meadow gets soaked and we sink or the stream overflows... That's when the nighttime imagination started. A quick check at 1 am, fortunately there was no darkness, only twilight, so everything was easily visible: The stream was babbling leisurely and the meadow hadn't turned into a swamp either, so back to sleep!

After a few minutes of driving, we reached the Sognefjord, the longest and deepest fjord in the world. 204 km long and up to 1308 meters deep, the surrounding mountains rise over 1800 meters high. It is said to be the most exciting and breathtaking fjord.

Actually, we were on our way to Jostedal, when we saw the sign to the oldest stave church in Norway on the left. It was 30 km to Urnes, you could take the ferry there, let's go. In Germany, the road would be a one-way street, crossing would only be possible at passing bays. The bus stops along the route made the driver even more nervous. We went through several tunnels, all of them unlit and up to 1 km long.

After half of the distance, there was a parking lot to discover the Feigefossen (Norway's second highest unregulated waterfall). The huge spray could be seen behind the trees, let's go there for a moment, according to the hiking trail sign it's only 1.1 km. 1.1 km uphill to a waterfall can be quite long, but we were constantly rewarded with great views and glimpses of the roaring mountain river. When we finally reached the top, it was a truly impressive waterfall, 218 meters high and an incredible force of nature. By the way: Feig means being doomed...

We continued to the oldest (1130) and only stave church on the UNESCO World Heritage List. Simple and majestic at the same time, it sits on a hill overlooking Urnes and is really beautiful to look at. On the way up, we could also watch the ferry, a tiny little ferry. It can only take cars at most, right?

No, it couldn't, but all vehicles were allowed to drive backwards onto the small ferry. Della followed the guide's instructions perfectly (that's not the case when I do it...) and so Louise was parked perfectly on the little boat. We crossed with a stiff breeze to Solvorn, a small picturesque fjord village.

After all these experiences, we didn't drive to Jostedal, but stayed overnight in an unconventional way at the Sogn Skisenter parking lot in Hafslo.