Author: Peter Meggyesy

It’s an early start with a 6 am alarm on our ferry into Latvia. There are no direct ferries from Stockholm to Riga. The ferries leave Sweden from Nysnhamn 1 hour out of Stockholm and arrive in Ventspiels 3 hours by bus out of Riga. We arrive in Riga for brunch before checking into our spotless apartment right in the heart of the old city.

Founded in 1201 it has an Eastern European vibe about it. For a country of only 1.5 million people this capitol punches way above its weight. Over the centuries this country has been dominated by the Poles and then the Swedes. In 1918 it declared independence which was short lived. In 1940 during WW2 the Soviets occupied the country. In 1941 Nazi Germany assumed control until 1944 when the Soviets took control again in the face of a failing German war effort.

Everyone knows that Sweden is the land that produced the Vikings. Being a nation of islands seafaring is a key skill. We decided to celebrate that in two very different ways.

Firstly an archipelago cruise that takes you out of urban Stockholm out to some of the many islands. While pleasant enough it is not scenically spectacular.

Lunch on our last day was in the highly related restaurant in the Viking museum. The food was spectacular utilising local produce but more interestingly we sampled a variety of meads. These are honey based alcoholic drinks dating back to Viking times.

After lunch it is off to the Vasa museum. In 1628 the warship Vasa, overloaded with canons capsized and sank on its maiden voyage. Around 250 of a crew of 430 died that day. The ship sank in the frigid waters around Stockholm which kept it perfectly preserved for 3 centuries. In 1961 the massive project to raise the ship started and it is now housed in a massive museum above ground. We walk in and are awestruck by the size of this behemoth! It is impossible to get a decent photo of the whole ship and the ornate wooden sculptures that adorn it are artistically beautiful.

When you think of island nations your mind drifts to tropical Pacific islands or maybe Carribbean. If asked the question which country has the most islands I would have thought Indonesia, Phillipines or even Japan. Fun fact the answer is actually Sweden with over a quarter of a million islands. Their capitol, Stockholm’s is actually built on a number of islands and illustrates this nicely.

The old town, Gamla Stan is on an island of its own in the heart of the larger city. It is the tourist magnet and justifiably so. It is an exquisite maze of cobbled laneways, colourful mediaeval buildings, cathedrals and castles. We easily spend a whole day here and do not get bored. Enjoy the pictures.

Lined up in bright morning sunshine there is an obvious similarity in the demographic here. Predominantly 55+ year old women and the husbands they have dragged along. Yes we are in Stockholm at the ABBA museum.

Much loved by now Aussie grandmothers the group is arguably Sweden’s most famous musical export. They rose to fame after winning the 1974 Eurovision concert stage in Britain. Strangely the UK contestant that year was a lady called Olivia Newton John. This win launched a stellar career for this daggy looking quartet who interestingly were already coupled up with each other.

While not a significant part of my musical life in the past I happily admit to having a number of their hits in my musical collection and enjoying them. My life partner on the other hand was a teenage superfan having seen them at their Melbourne concert at the Sydney Myer music bowl in Melbourne in 1977.

She is in seventh heaven here and I enjoy sharing he experience with her.

A soggy welcome from Norway’s second largest city. Bergen with a population of a quarter of a million has 300 rainy days per year. It is heavily tourists especially with mega cruise ships due to its beautiful, compact historical centre. Arguably the prettiest city in Norway.

We farewell our luxurious cabin on the Polaris for the last time with an element of sadness. The cruise has exceeded all expectations helped on with an amazing unseasonal run of sunny weather. Disembarking we are faced with a monster cruise ship from MSC lines apparently 4300 passengers. Our plucky little vessel is dwarfed by this behemoth.

Again we hit the ground running in spite of our mid afternoon arrival spurred on by the weather forecast of deteriorating conditions tomorrow. First stop is the cable car up for the mountaintop view over Bergen and the surrounding fjords. We arrived with a few minutes of photography before the wind springs up and the rain pelts down.

Back at Bergen street level the rain has eased and we wander through the old town centered on the harbourside are called Bryggen. In 1360 the German Hanseatic league set up a wharf and buildings here and this town became the hub for all trade in and out of Norway. Today these picture postcard buildings are UNESCO listed and caters to the booming tourist trade here.

With another day here my plan was to pay homage to Norway’s most famous composer Edvard Grieg, composer of the famous Peer Gynt suite.

His house is 20 minutes drive out of Bergen at Troldhagen and is set in a beautiful garden setting overlooking a fjord. It is now a memorial museum. I started researching how to get out there and then went onto their website for opening hours. You can imagine my mood when their website said the museum closed 3 weeks ago for major renovations! Not happy but nothing I can do so after some initial disappointment comes resignation.

I feel like a caged lion sitting on a bus watching the sights pass me by unable to get a decent photo! Established in…. Trondheim is the first city I have seen in Norway with a genuine historical centre. My original plan for Trondheim which is a very walkable city was not to engage in a tour and do it my way as usual. That was until I looked at the opening hours for Nidaros, the northernmost Gothic cathedral in Europe and the main tourist attraction here. It opens to the public at 9am and we have to be back at the ship at 9:20am! So here I am on a tour sacrificing the rest of Trondheim for the interior of the cathedral. Fortunately the cathedral does not disappoint. So here are my meagre pickings for Trondheim with spectacular shots of the cathedral.

The Arctic circle is an imaginary line at 66N latitude. It marks the southernmost point where in the height of summer the sun never sets (midnight sun) and the height of winter experiences continuous darkness (polar night). Today we cross this line which is marked by another globe marker on Viking Island.

Midway along the coast is the city of Bronnoysund. It has the only church this far north built in 1830 out of stone, not timber.

Some 20 km out of town is Torghatten. This unique mountain has a hole through the middle of it!

The Lofoten islands is one of the most stunning places one can visit on a cruise with dramatic peaks, white sand beaches and charming fishing villages. This archipelago of 80 islands has also become a popular destination for land travellers renting RVs and camping and hiking. We stop at the picture postcard pretty village of Henningsvear close to sunset and the photography was nothing short of spectacular.

The finale is a lookout over the islands.

The next morning had us passing through the most scenic fjords of the cruise. Our ship having to carefully navigate narrow passages between increasingly mountainous walls. The first village we pass by over breakfast is the pretty Harstad.

We spend most of the day in the fjords and it is relaxing to settle down on board and let the panorama unfold before you off our balcony.

The village Stokmarknes is where Hurtigruten started operating from in 1893. They have built a museum here featuring one of their ships, the Finnmark, decommissioned in 1956. What is unique is that the whole vessel has been lifted out of the water onto a dock and the museum has been built around it. We spend a fun hour poking around cabins, lounges and crew areas 1956 style.

The coup de grace is entering the narrow Troll fjord with mountainous walls soraing either side and sea Eagles catching the breeze. Waterfalls cascade in. Truly magic!

Bright sunshine is unusual for these parts and it has truly set in. This enhances the amazing beauty of the islands and fjords around us as our electric powered ship glides silently over calm mirror seas.

Our afternoon after North Cape has no further stops until we arrived in beautiful and historic Tromso but here is the kicker, it is just before midnight!

There is an optional excursion, a midnight concert in Tromso Cathedral but I am not really interested in sitting through that I just want to get some photos outside the cathedral and wonder if I can get inside for a couple of sneaky pics.

My life partner is fast asleep when I slip out and off the ship in advance of the group. I walk past the statue of the famous polar explorer Roald Amundsen and four minutes later am at the brightly lit pretty yellow wooden cathedral. Arriving early I get pictures with no obstruction.

As I am about to leave the group arrives and I drift towards them. The queue of people parts to let me in so I went for it. No tickets for the event so I am in. The ushers offer me a program and a cushion to sit on which I try to refuse but ultimately take at his insistence. I walk past the no photo sign in the aisle and quickly click off some pictures as the people are getting seated. For a few seconds I mull over the possibility of just sitting down and enjoying a freebie. Honesty prevailed and I retreat and give back my cushion and the program and explain that I just wanted some pictures and had not paid for the concert. She tells me that the back door is locked but I can let myself out the side door.

I escape into the darkness and decide to wander down the main street which, as it is a Saturday night, is heaving with young people. Finally back to the quiet of our ship and a good night’s sleep.