Trollfjorden

I guess translated from Norwegian, it means Fjord of the Trolls.  We entered this long deep fjord while the rain was just beginning to fall enough to obscure the snow-capped mountains in the far end.  Steep sides dropped out of the sky to darken the narrow slot of water surrounding the boat, about 200 yards on each side.  My sketchbook started getting too wet for drawing so I just watched and snapped a few pictures of this dramatic changing scene.

1200 years ago Vikings came up this channel, I guess paddling to the cadence of someone with an attitude, pounding on a drum. Don't know if there was much to pillage from the village at the end, but the scene and weather certainly charges the imagination. Glad we didn't have to paddle and had the comfort of a throbbing engine and propeller driving us forward, a dry room to sleep in, a stomach full of food and wine to sleep on.  

This scene comes out of my sketchbook to no doubt be developed later. Many inquiries made me decide to post it now.  ​

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