One starts at sea-level and then climbs the wall of the fjord some 3057 feet by snaking back and forth through 27 hairpin turns. I know, I feel a little nauseous just thinking about it.
Known to get carsick, I started taking ginger pills first thing in the morning but I was really more concerned about my Mom, who is terrified of heights. Mountain roads in Norway are narrow, busy and rarely include guardrails and the idea of climbing to such a height had me worried that we might give my poor Mother a heart attack but her luck prevailed. Heavy fog enveloped the fjord as we started the drive up allowing us to see far enough to drive safely but not enough to see over the edge of the cliffs. In fact, as we arrived at the Kjerag cafe, a restaurant & parking lot that serve as the base for the hike, we were in such thick fog we had a hard time manoeuvring through the parking lot.
|It should have looked more like this.|
We pulled in for lunch and had hopes that the fog would clear enough for us to take in the views from the dining room and it's balcony that skirts the building but alas, the only thing we saw was white. My Mom's relief was evident, as was our disappointment. Next time.