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The fjord at Fredvang. Hi Fred.
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The old highway.
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Don't eat these.
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Baaaak.... go baaaaaak.
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The road less traveled.
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Sphagnum moss. Thought this might make a nice desktop.
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People who live in grass houses... Oh shut up.
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Very pleasant walk down the old road.
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Never did get the real story on why the town was named thus.
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Welcome to A. Population 110.
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Heh, heh, heh, got you mack.
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A young coalfish. They make fish fingers from the big ones.
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This fish jumped out of the water and attacked my lure.
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Elin lounges in the bow. That is the town of A behind her.
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Pretty amped to catch what turned out to be a ling. Great eating.
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A good afternoon. A ling, a cod, a mackerel and four coal fish. Looks like fishburgers for a couple of days.
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Mr Ling the long way.
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Holy mackerel.
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In inlet on the trail from Nusfjord to Nesland.
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View from the top.
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Up she comes. Quite a climb.
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Rest stop Lofoten style.
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On the road to Nusfjord.
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On the road to Nusfjord.
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A well located rurbua in Nusfjord.
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The scenery around Nusfjord. This ancient town is a UNESCO heritage site.
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A fair-sized codfish. Note how a trick of the light distorts my waistline.
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A cod boat returning from the Maelstrom at sunset. A sport fisherman tries his luck in deeper waters.
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Glad I bought the gaff. These guys are chubby.
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The sun sets behind the mountain that backdrops A.
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