It started out like any other morning, until Anders and Carsen knocked on the door and asked us if we wanted to join them on a walk to the Viking burial grounds in Horten, the next town north. And we said, sure, we'd love to, as this had been on our list of "to dos" for the week, anyway. So we met Lisa (yes, I promised more on her later, but Betty hasn't gotten to blogging yet) and the four kids at their house up the street and set off around 10:30.The cast of characters:
Lisa, married to Hans. From San Francisco, met husband Hans in college, now lives here in Asgardstrand.
Hans Anders and Ella, twins, age 9.
Carsen, age 8
Arlie, 18 months
The picture at the top of the blog is one of the Viking burial mounds. A whole Viking ship that came out of one of these mounds is now in a museum in Oslo, which we intend to visit later. Anyway, our destination turned out to be a bit anti-climactic. But, oh, the journey. Wild strawberries and raspberries, horses, forests, beaches, picnics.... Round trip - 7.5 miles. Pics here.
4 comments:
Sounds fantastic. Thanks for the frequent updates. I like checking your blog regularly and actually finding stuff. :)
Norwegians are obviously rugged. Also young?
Now that I think about it, how do Norwegians get raspberries now when they aren't ripe in Sweden and our season is August and later?
The berries are tiny, but they are ripe.
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