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TRAVEL<br />

PHOTOS: © ISTOCK/CATHERINE COLLINS<br />

I could have closed the curtains<br />

but we were gliding past savagely<br />

beautiful islands whose Thor-like<br />

like presence would have been<br />

rude to ignore. These magnificent<br />

monoliths backlit by the sun<br />

were mesmerising.<br />

Mile after mile, despite the<br />

simple repetition of sea and austere<br />

islands, I couldn’t tear myself away.<br />

There was nuance in the shapes, the<br />

birds that clustered<br />

on and around them,<br />

the sparse flora and<br />

fauna nestling in<br />

nooks and clinging<br />

to crannies, the way<br />

the sunlight reflected<br />

in the deep, dark water made<br />

every second thrillingly different<br />

and created a hunger for the next<br />

moment of magic. I think I finally<br />

fell asleep at about 03.30. The<br />

midnight sun is one of those things<br />

people can tell you about until they,<br />

or you, are blue in the face. You<br />

need to see it to believe it and I can<br />

pretty much guarantee you’ll be as<br />

surprised and seduced as I was.<br />

After that the surprises came<br />

thick and fast. So thick and fast<br />

in fact, I nearly missed the<br />

second one.<br />

Breakfast, 07.30, Day Two.<br />

The important bit here is ‘Day<br />

Two’. Late night island spotting is<br />

exhausting, but nothing comes in<br />

the way of breakfast, and breakfast<br />

in a Viking World Café is just the<br />

best. I was steaming full speed<br />

ahead past reception and heading<br />

for the eggs benedict when I<br />

realised the smiling Maitre d’ had<br />

said ‘Good Morning Miss Cotter<br />

Craig’. Hang on a minute, I had<br />

only been on board for just over<br />

24 hours, there were 900 people on<br />

Viking Sea, and yet he was able to<br />

greet me, and every passenger who<br />

came in to breakfast by name. As<br />

the cruise continued I discovered<br />

this was standard with so many of<br />

the staff – the stateroom stewards,<br />

the security team who waved us on<br />

and off the ship, the shore staff, the<br />

waiters and waitresses, the ladies in<br />

the spa – everywhere. Now that’s a<br />

surprise like a warm hug.<br />

Next, Geirangerfjord. To be<br />

You need to see the midnight sun to<br />

believe it and I can guarantee you’ll be<br />

as surprised and seduced as I was<br />

honest I had been a bit sceptical<br />

about the fjord part of this cruise,<br />

I’m Scottish, I live on the shores of<br />

Loch Linnhe, have swum in Loch<br />

Ness and have even taken a boat<br />

out on Loch Lomond, so what on<br />

earth could a fjord offer that my<br />

beloved Scottish lochs didn’t? Quite<br />

a lot it turned out.<br />

The first thing that took my<br />

breath away were the farm houses<br />

precariously positioned hundreds of<br />

metres atop fortress-like walls rising<br />

from who knows what depths, and<br />

accessible only by narrow vertical<br />

tracks. That’s bad enough, but if<br />

you were a small child or animal<br />

there was a pulley and basket<br />

combo to hoist you from sea level<br />

to the top. Extraordinary.<br />

However if anyone had asked<br />

me what sort of things I’d expect<br />

to find growing there (unlikely,<br />

but stick with me) I would have<br />

said; carrots, potatoes, peas, beans,<br />

maybe the odd turnip, but almost<br />

certainly not apricots. But grow<br />

there they do. Geirangerfjord is<br />

62 degrees north and only a few<br />

hundred miles south of the Arctic<br />

Circle, and here the most delicious<br />

and northerly apricots in the world<br />

thrive and grow. Arctic apricots?<br />

Yes please. I really did need a little<br />

lie down after all this overwhelm<br />

and it still wasn’t 09.00.<br />

Then we got off the ship and<br />

went for a very Norwegian hike,<br />

I say very Norwegian because<br />

it involved walking up some<br />

incredibly steep hills quite fast.<br />

There was just<br />

something so<br />

intriguing about<br />

Geiranger that a bit<br />

like the adventurous<br />

schoolgirls in Picnic<br />

at Hanging Rock we<br />

felt the urge to walk higher and<br />

higher, but mercifully without<br />

the disastrous consequences that<br />

befell them.<br />

The higher we went the more<br />

impossibly bucolic it became,<br />

from flower meadows brimming<br />

with welcoming cheeriness to<br />

untrimmed billowing hedges,<br />

the smell of summer grass,<br />

Clockwise from<br />

far left: A view<br />

from Viking Sea<br />

as the ship<br />

approaches the<br />

Lofoten Islands;<br />

Lupins growing<br />

in the Nordic<br />

countryside; the<br />

picturesque<br />

fishing village of<br />

Honningsvåg; Fi<br />

was surprised to<br />

discover apricots<br />

grow so close to<br />

the Arctic Circle<br />

WINTER 2019 | VIKINGCRUISES.CO.UK 13<br />

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