An awful lot of nice pictures Ice and Moon :)

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Alfred Hitchcocks film 'the birds' was britains film industry hey days...

Yes Norman Copeland, that film sure was a classic ;)

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Some of the vents at the sea floor which leak volcanic lava have life forms teaming near them...

That's true. The rocks in this area are of late Early Devonian age (about 400 million years ago) and dating was largely based on plant fossils, although no animal fossils have been found in this particular area.

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just a little someting for you Seti-people ;-)

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Is that a 'modern car'?

Some of the vents at the sea floor which leak volcanic lava have life forms teaming near them...

That's true. The rocks in this area are of late Early Devonian age (about 400 million years ago) and dating was largely based on plant fossils, although no animal fossils have been found in this particular area.

This post of Moon's in the previous thread to this A journey to the Moon :) shows the conglomerate nature of the rock in Moon's islands

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Thats beautiful, have they got a quarry?

Thats beautiful, have they got a quarry?

aye.. that too.. ;-)

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These are some great pictures Ice!

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Sircles in wather.....

It can be a bird diving, a fish touching the surface,
a stone thrown, or a tear drop..

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Sircles in wather.....

It can be a bird diving, a fish touching the surface,
a stone thrown, or a tear drop..

my guess is it's a stone thrown :)

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Moon's older son and I tried something a little artistic with rocks and water. I threw the rocks while he took the photos. This was one of the rocks ;)

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Here is one of the spashes in full

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These are some great pictures Ice!

Thank you Albert Einstein! :)

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A journey to the Moon - an overview, part 1.

I've displayed a lot of photos here in this thread an in the previous thread. And thank you Moon for supplementing them with some of yours :)

But what was it all about? Why did I go to Norway at one of the less better times of year year, with storms and rain forecast just before I set out? Why did I get glorious sunshine instead? Why did I pick that time when the weather was so good, but the islands so quiet without the tourists about to arrive any time now? Why Norway and not some fancy hotel in Tunisia with an outdoor pool and fancy shops to spend my money in?

I had already seen some photos of Moon's islands in Cruncher's Cafe of course, and was more than interested to see the place, to take my own photographs, even though the weather might be less than favorable, to explore the islands and find out what they were all about, and of course to meet Moon.

I met more than Moon of course; her boys and some of her family and the people around. Moon's older son said I should come back in November, when there were likely to be storms and crashing seas, tornadoes even, as he tried to interest me more. Well, I might just do that since I know I found just a part of what the island have to offer, with much more to see at other times of the year.

But what did I find? What did I see on this journey of mine, to see "the Moon"?

I've never been to Norway before, so wasn't really sure what to expect. I commented on one of Moon's photos that some of the house looked like toy houses, so colourful and pristine. This is the first impression I had when landing at Bergen, seeing all those colourful house on the hillsides, all different in colour, none seeming to be the same. Bergen itself was a large town of course, with larger buildings, but certainly not as busy with people or traffic that I expected. I had a few hours there while a waited for my ferry, and they were certainly not enough, a city rich in character and wonderful sights. It had a very relaxed feel to it, friendly and helpful people, and no hint of any danger or crime. Just throw your bag into the compartment under the bus. It will still be there after a few stops when you finally arrive.

The ferry journey from Bergen to Moon's islands was like stepping into the wardrobe of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (Chronicles of Narnia) by C. S. Lewis. I was instantly in another world as Bergen quickly disappeared behind me. Journeying through the fjords among the the islands was surreal, the landscape unlike I had ever seen, the sunsets just amazing as I took one ferry to another as darkness fell.

Eventually I arrived at the small harbour on Moon's islands, a bus shortly arriving to take me on to my apartment. The bus drove along a single track road, with passing places, no street lights. It was strange to pick out the bridges as we passed from one island to another, and absolutely no sight of any people or traffic, very strangely quiet. The driver didn't understand my pronunciation of the place I wanted to get off, but I knew it when I approached it. There was a single figure by the roadside with a light in her hand, stopping the bus for me.

Of course I had finally found Moon, but this is where my journey really began... :)

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This is Moon's photo that made me think I was looking at toy houses and boats :)

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A journey to the Moon - an overview, part 2.

The first thing Moon did as I got off the bus was to ignore me and have a chat with the bus driver ;) I waited by the bus as she chatted with him with my camera bag and duty free carrier bag. My case was still in Amsterdam, the flight from Heathrow delayed so that I just made the connecting flight, but my bag did not. Eventually she convinced the bus driver I was mostly harmless, and no, that I hadn't asked to be taken to his leader :) She led me to my apartment along a totally deserted road, just rock on either side, and suddenly we were there. The apartment was very spacious with large kitchen dining/living area, two double bedrooms that could sleep 6 at a stretch and a bathroom with a shower that literally gushed hot water as I found later, not the trickle I had at home.

It didn't take me long to unpack, I just put my camera bag a duty free carrier bags in the floor. She had promised me a meal at her house, so off we set in the dark again, Moon worried that I would fall off the bridge on her road that led to the house. The house itself was amazing, even the little that I saw on that first visit. I sat down with Moon and her boys as we ate pie, and had to laugh with them at my attempts to say a few words in Norwegian.

Eventually it was time for me to go and Moon said I could borrow the light, "but don't fall in the water". And then she disappeared to see to her boys while I found my own way out of the house. I started walking down her road conscious of the fact that I didn't have a clue which way to go; I hadn't been paying attention on the way up. I came to the junction at the end of the road and hesitated before guessing the way. I guessed right and soon found my apartment, although out of the two in the building I didn't know which was mine. Time to guess again, and fortunately I guessed correctly. I was grateful for that gushing shower, and was soon asleep.

Little did I realize what sights would greet me the following morning which was the start of a beautiful sunny day...

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Here is the entrance to my apartment, the closest one

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The living area in my apartment

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One of the apartment bedrooms

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