During our time in Fjord Norway, I loved watching the Norwegian skies above the fjord and the mountains. As a storm or clouds would move into the valley on the fjord, the clouds would spill gently over the mountain and flow down into the valley. At times it felt like we could touch these beautiful clouds as they had flown so low.
While the boys fish in Laerdal, the clouds begin spilling into the valley over the fjord. Shortly before it started to sprinkle ever so lightly. At first, it was just a fingerling of a cloud that dropped into the fjord before more ominous clouds made their way into the valley. Since I was getting cold, I headed back to the cabin before the rain started. My boys who are much heartier stayed to fish through the rain and cold water of the fjord.
At times you would look outside and it was hard to discern if it were cloudy or foggy as the clouds dropped so low. Watching clouds pour over the mountains into a valley is beautiful sight to behold. For this Florida girl, the way the sky, the mountains, the valley and the fjord interacted was a thing of pure beauty.
By the time we made it to Bergen, the boys were anxious to touch a cloud. They were hoping they’d be able to touch a cloud when we went up the mountains. As luck would have it, the weather for both our mountaintop adventures in Bergen was almost perfectly sunny. There were no clouds to be touched while we were up in the mountain. As a consequence, the views of the city and the surrounding area was unobstructed. Oh well! If we want to touch a cloud at the top of Bergen, will just have to plan a return trip!