Hoy hemos salido prontito, prontito. A las 7:30 rodando después de contactar con Merche y Jesús que retomaban ruta desde Bodo. Amanecía con niebla que ha ido levantando y una temperatura de 16º.
Para comenzar bien el día, en media hora hemos atravesado 11 túneles.
Subidas, bajadas a fiordos; en una de esas, el GPS nos ha llevado por una carretera comarcal para evitar bordear el fiordo ( tratando de acortar...). Íbamos por encima de la niebla que se levantaba del fiordo. La temperatura aumentaba y el día estaba prácticamente despejado. Podíamos contemplar en directo el "ciclo del agua". (María y Paloma son profesoras) Por primera vez agradecimos que el GPS nos hubiera llevado por otra ruta.
De nuevo en la carretera principal paramos a comentar lo visto en un pequeño café de carretera.
¡Horror! ¡Detrás, un autocar de japoneses aparcando! María y Paloma, sin quitarse el casco, salen corriendo al "toilet" antes que las japonesas.
Ya descansados y con muchas energías por los rayos de sol, nos montamos en las motos y ¡a rodar!.
Ya casi con 20º de temperatura seguimos con los túneles; esta vez no nos han resultado tan tediosos.
Debido a la subida de temperatura, el fenómeno de niebla-evaporación en los fiordos era todavía más llamativo según los bordeábamos.
Y, así de sopetón, sin darnos cuenta, (no nos habíamos mirado la ruta el día anterior) un transbordador.
Desembarcamos y en el otro lado cultivos de fresas, cerezas y peras , en las laderas de las montañas.
Dejamos el fiordo y nos adentramos hacia el interior para ver unas famosas cascadas gemelas en forma de V que pasaban por debajo de la carretera. Turismo puro y duro; gente por todos los lados.
Subimos de nuevo, o bajamos; ya perdemos la cuenta y otra cascada menos popular, aunque especial porque vendían botellas vacías con etiquetas para llevarse el agua de la cascada.
Comida y ruta a las 14:10.
Aunque el paisaje es ahora menos boscoso sigue habiendo muchos lagos interiores. Este es el país del agua. En unos años idearán el "trasvase Noruega-España". En las comidas pides agua y nunca te la cobran. Hay un grifo como los de tirar cerveza para el agua.
A unos 70 km de el destino de hoy, pasamos por más poblaciones con casas más lujosas y menos ganaderías.
Para llegar, último transbordador. En la cola de embarque se le cae a Toño el casco por segunda vez. ¡Visera por los aires! con las prisas, hay que embarcar, no comprobamos cuantas piezas se habían caído. Nos damos cuenta de que falta un muelle en el transbordador intentando montar la visera. Chapuza y medio funciona. Por lo menos está sujeta, aunque no la puede levantar del todo.
Desembarcamos y por si habíamos atravesado pocos túneles, dos más de 7 y 5 km bajo el mar.
Stavanger y a una hora decente, 15:30, dormir en hotel (colada) con.....¡secador de pelo!.
El GPS, "perdigón, haciendo de las suyas.... calle a la izquierda; a la derecha; calles cortadas....(están en fiestas). Acabamos en un callejón y salimos a la acera (carril bici por estos lugares), en cuesta y plena curva con poca visibilidad.
Por no salir en plena curva, César (el guía) giró manillar y....moto, motorista y copilota al suelo del lado derecho. "Una estación", la primera en su vida con la moto de carretera. Un caminante se ofreció y entre cuatro levantamos la moto. Toño que venía detrás logró esquivarnos (casi hacemos doblete) y María saltó de la moto como un rayo para ayudarnos.
Nada serio; no hubo heridos, sólo el amor propio. Intermitente y retrovisor desencajados y rotos; la maleta arañada.
Superado el hecho, el GPS recalcula y vueltas de nuevo por la ciudad sudando a 26º. El hotel estaba a una manzana del puerto dónde estaban con las fiestas.
¡Por fin! duchas, coladas y a pasear.
A la cama prontito; mañana excursión por los alrededores.
We´ve set off early, early, today. At 7:30 a.m. on the road, after getting in contact with Merche and Jesús, who were restarting the route from Bodo. The dawn was foggy that has been disappearing along the day and a temperature of 16º centigrades.
Just to begin the day in a good way, we´ve gone through 11 tunnels in half an hour.
Going up and down the fiords, and the GPS has decided to lead us by a winding and narrow road (just to sorten the way)
Thanks that mistake, (first time). We have gone over the fog that was coming up from the fiord. The temperature was rising and the day was nearly clear. We could see the water cycle alive. (María and Paloma are teachers) It has been the first time we thank the GPS to take a wrong way.
Again on the main road we stopped to comment the views at a cafe at the side of the road.
¡My God! ¡Behind us, a coach full of Japanese parking! María and paloma; without taking of the helmet run away to the toilets before the Japanese could do so.
Having rest, plenty of energy thanks to the sun rays, we hopped on the bikes and ¡to ride!
Nearly 20º centigrades of temperature, and we keep on going through tunnels; this time we didn't find them so tedious.
Due to the rising of the temperature, the fog-evaporation phenomena, was more stunning as we were along them.
Ad the, without noticing it, we came across a ferry (we didn't have a look at the route the former day).
We got off and there were strawberry fields, cherries and pear trees growing on the slopes.
Left behind the fiord , we rode towards the inner land to a well known place because of its twin waterfalls, in a V shape. There were a lot of tourists taking photos.
We´ve set off early, early, today. At 7:30 a.m. on the road, after getting in contact with Merche and Jesús, who were restarting the route from Bodo. The dawn was foggy that has been disappearing along the day and a temperature of 16º centigrades.
Just to begin the day in a good way, we´ve gone through 11 tunnels in half an hour.
Going up and down the fiords, and the GPS has decided to lead us by a winding and narrow road (just to sorten the way)
Thanks that mistake, (first time). We have gone over the fog that was coming up from the fiord. The temperature was rising and the day was nearly clear. We could see the water cycle alive. (María and Paloma are teachers) It has been the first time we thank the GPS to take a wrong way.
Again on the main road we stopped to comment the views at a cafe at the side of the road.
¡My God! ¡Behind us, a coach full of Japanese parking! María and paloma; without taking of the helmet run away to the toilets before the Japanese could do so.
Having rest, plenty of energy thanks to the sun rays, we hopped on the bikes and ¡to ride!
Nearly 20º centigrades of temperature, and we keep on going through tunnels; this time we didn't find them so tedious.
Due to the rising of the temperature, the fog-evaporation phenomena, was more stunning as we were along them.
Ad the, without noticing it, we came across a ferry (we didn't have a look at the route the former day).
We got off and there were strawberry fields, cherries and pear trees growing on the slopes.
Left behind the fiord , we rode towards the inner land to a well known place because of its twin waterfalls, in a V shape. There were a lot of tourists taking photos.
We went up and down the mountains,; we got lost counting them.
We stopped at a new waterfall with very good water (they wre selling bottles to fill with water to take away)
We had lunch, on the road again 14:10
p.m.
The landscape is changing; there are
still a lot of lakes, less trees , bigger houses; cattle.
Nearly 66 km far from Stavanger we had to
take a ferry again. Waiting at the queue, Toño’s helmet fell down ; second time in
the day and the screen goes off. As we were in a hurry to get on board, we
didn´t notice that a spin from the helmet was falllen and lost. Later we were trying to fit it on board.
We got off the ferry and, if we were thinking we´ve crossed too many tunnels;
there were two more , 7km and 5 km long, below the sea. ( today , we´ve gone through 40 tunnels in total).
At last we have arrived to Stavanger
at a good time. Directly to the hotel
(do the washing) Hair drier!!!
The GPS device in a mess, road to the
left; to the right; mending the roads
and cut roads.
One of this times we got to a corner on
the pavement (here they use the pavement as a Bicycle lane), it was at a curve
and down on a steped way. Just trying to avoid going suddenly on the road; César
who was the leader, fell down on the pavement. Rider, copilot an bike
fell on the right side the pavement. Tha has been the
first time for us with a big motorbike. No one was injured, only our proud..
As we say in Spanish “a Station”. There was a man just opposite that helped four of us to get the
bike straight up.
No body injured; only the light, the
rear mirror damaged and the right case.
When we were recovered from the event;
the GPS recalculated and againg going from here to there because the was a
festival and the streets were temporally cut; sweating at 26º centigrades.
¡Thanks! a shower, the washing and
we went out for a walk
We went to bed early. Tomorrow we ‘ll
go to the Preikestolen.
Uff, menos mal que no ha pasado nada con la caida esa.
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