"A word on the spot is worth a cartload of recollections"
James Maggs, Southwold diarist 1797-1890
Saturday, 3 March 2012
We leave Senja tomorrow for Lavangen, on the mainland. Here are a few things that struck me and I jotted down while we've been here:
Peaks shaped like great broken teeth guarding the entrance to Ersfjord Lithuanian generosity An eagle standing on the road, clutching a fish, head in profile watching our approach White houses in the snow, welcoming lights in all the windows The smell of fish around Senjahopen harbour The sky bruised with snow clouds over a gunmetal sea A seal watching us from the middle of a fjord The green glow of Aurora Borealis over Mefjordvær village Walking on seaweed-covered boulders, in snowshoes