Norway Day Nine: Tromso: My Last Walk In This Beautiful Arctic City

Norway Day Nine: Tromso: My Last Walk In This Beautiful Arctic City

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I awoke a little later than I usually do on my last full day in Tromso . Once again the 24 hours of daylight affected my sleeping. I did not sleep much. I was happy it wasn’t raining.  I still changed into my rain gear, it seems it always rains in northern Norway, and was off for my walk. bus ride in Tromso

I didn’t walk too far. I first walked to the nearest bus stop where I took a bus to the shore on the south of the island on which the city of Tromso is located.clouds and mountians on shore in Tromso

There were now breaks in the clouds.  I was able to see some rare Norwegian arctic sunshine. And what a difference it made. The beaches, ocean, clouds  and snow capped mountains were spectacular in the morning sunshine. boat along shore

As were the wildflowers growing along the path that followed the rocky shore. wild flowers on trail

I walked along the shore and observed the beautiful houses located on the bluffs above the ocean. houses along trail

I would be a beautiful place to live in the summer when it is sunny but I could not survive the long, dark, cold winters here. kayak and mountains on beach

I came upon a large group of school students who were also enjoying the beautiful views and rare sunshine. They were playing games, including a vigorous game of tug of war, having something to eat cooked on  an open fire or just strolling on the beach. fire and picnic on beach

It was a pleasure watching them enjoy this beautiful June morning in this remote and cold arctic region. Here is a link to some more photographs from my walk on the shore. Norway Day Nine.  morning walk beaches. June 8 2018.sign on beach

I left the shore line and headed up the hill near  the Tromso museum. I wish I had time to explore the museum but I continued on my walk on a wooded trail.wooded trail

I came upon a local television station producing a children’s documentary in the woods along the trail. camera equipment along trail

The 2 mile trail was mostly wooded but did pass through some residential areas as it slowly climbed the hillside upon which Lake Pressvanet is situated. house on hill along trail

There was a passing shower, but the sun again broke through the clouds encouraging a host of birds to burst into song. bird in tree

I haven’t yet identified these artic birds and would appreciate any help my birding friends.bird in tree

I soon came to the lake which was crowded with the residents of Tromso enjoying this beautiful morning. view of lake

And there were also a multitude of birds on, and around, the lake. bird in flight

Some were familiar like the mallard ducks and loons, which I believe are called divers in Norway.

loon and seagull Others I had never seen before  like this ruff. ruff in wetlands

I watched a pair of these strange birds searching the wetlands along the lake for a morning meal. Here is a link to some more photographs of this pretty and unique bird. Norway Day Nine. lake ruff. June 8 2018.ruff in wetlands

There were also wild flowers growing in the wetlands along the lake.yellow wild flower

I walked along the lake photographing the many birds I observed, including these flock of gulls being fed by  a local resident. sea gulls in flight

And a few of these birds, I believe are tufted ducks.tufted duck

And I found this nest unattended, the mommy seagull having been frightened  by a couple of  folks walking along the trail. Here is a link to some more of the birds I saw along the lake. Norway Day Nine: lake birds June 8 2018. seagull eggs in nest

I walked around the lake one more time enjoying the many birds and also the spectacular scenery. Here is a link to some more photographs from my hike to the lake. Norway Day Nine: lake June 8 2018. snow capped moutnains on lake

I had now walked around five miles, and I was getting hungry and tired so I began my now familiar hike down the hillside to my hotel.church in cemetery

I walked through the cemetery, stooping to inspect some of the old graves. cemetery

The sun peaked through as I walked back into downtown Tromso and I continued to enjoy the streets of this quaint little city.

I was soon at my hotel enjoying a late breakfast. Here is a link to some more photographs from my last hike in Tromso, the Paris of the North. Norway Day Nine return hike June June 8 2018. 

 

After breakfast I started packing and worked on editing some photogrpahs. I had one more chance to see the midnight sun. I had an early flight the next morning but I still planned to take the cable car to watch it if the skies cleared.  I had an early dinner so I could try and sleep a couple hours. I was surprised to see sunshine on my way to eat. I returned to my room and dozed off for a few hours. 

I awoke around 9 p.m. and there was still some sunshine! However, the local forecast called for rain at midnight. I decided to take a walk and investigate. 

Unfortuantely, as I walked to the docks the sun was slowy obscured by high clouds. 

It was now after 10 p.m. and it did not look like I was going to see the elusive midnight sun. Here is a link to some more photographs from my late night walk. Norway Day Nine. late night walk. June 8 2018. 

I decided not to take the trip  to the cable car. I returned to my room and set my alarm for 11:45 p.m. I didn’t sleep. I looked out my window around 11;30 and the light rain ended my last chance to see the midnight sun.  I struck out eight nights in a row. Well it looks like I will have to return to this beautiful northern city and try again someday. And maybe a Winter visit to see the Northern Lights.  And of course all of you will be welcome to come along. 

“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comforts of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things. -air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky. -all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.” – Cesare Pavese

 

 

 

 

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