The blue sky over our heads was such a nice distraction compering to the grey sea, strong wind and battering rain. The sailing was fantastic, as we still have a lot of wind to carry us forward and the sea was slowly calming down. The crazy waves time was finally over and the mood on the boat was lifting. As the sea was quieting down, more and more people decided that the best place to be is on the deck and enjoyed fresh air and sun playing on our faces.
You can visit Lysefjord by land or by water. There is a regular ferry, which is docking at the end of the fjord, giving a non-sailors a chance to look around the fjord. Of course, visiting the fjord on a sailing boat is much more fun. No time restrictions, if you arrive during the day, giving yourself plenty of time to slowly make your journey into Lysebot. If you fancy staying over, you can use the nearby campsite and then explore the area from there. Given more time we would probably stay longer, as the place was really magical.
Kacper and I spent 4 hours trying not to get completely soaked. The drizzle developed into rain and then decided to come back to being a mean drizzle again. Nothing was safe from becoming wet inside and out. This is how important is to have good sailing cloths! My jacket from Decathlon will be replaced with something more professional soon. I am so happy that Christmas is coming and our families do not have to really think much about what to get me or Marcin! Off course, when our watch was done, the weather decided to change. Just our luck!
As it can be expected the weather in Norway in September is unpredictable. When you are leaving a port with a plan to sail to your next destination, a lot can change within few moments. The plan was to leave Klokkarvik and sail to Tau, but the weather quickly changed our plans. We still have about 30 miles to Tau when the captain decided to stop at Kopervik. The storm was brewing…
Bergen came back to its normal self around midnight when the thick drops started to hit the deck. I laid in my bed listening to the rain and music draining from the night club. I could not see a thing through the hutch, where the city light created a halo. I imagined the sky heavy with clouds, grey in colour and uninviting.