Day 6 – Byrkjelo to near Nordfjordeid – 42 miles
A dry start to the day and also a mostly downhill route along the E39 to the shore of Briemsvetnet which afforded glorious views of the 1000 metre peaks on the opposite shore.
We enjoyed riding along the lake shore and then dropped still further into Sandane to buy food for lunch. Then half of the height we lost had to be gained again as we followed a road high above Gloppenfjorden heading for our ferry crossing. A few miles later we saw blocks of cars coming the other way, followed by periods of empty road – this tells you that you are getting close to a ferry port. A sign saying 2 km to the Ferry coinciding with a glut of traffic, so we exchanged a few words and decided to up the pace and race to catch the ferry which had clearly just discharged its load. A slight syncline helped and we raced down to and onto the ferry. It was lunchtime but the crossing too short to enable us to dine on board.
As we landed some drizzle started and it felt pretty chilly. We hoped that there would be a waiting room for foot passengers that we could use as a lunch shelter but, probably because it was only a very short crossing, there was none. However there were some lovely clean toilets with underfloor heating! The disabled toilet was big enough to get our bikes into, so we moved in to get out of the cold. Being Norway, it was both warm and spotlessly clean – clean enough to eat your lunch out of you might say, so we did.
After lunch we started with a climb up the fjord wall to our last ‘long’ tunnel of the tour – which would take us from Innvikfjorden across to Nordfjord. Even though it was raining as we were about to enter the tunnel, the view back across Innvikfjorden was something to behold.
After exiting the tunnel it was downhill all the way into Nordfjordeid, an attractive town but one without a campsite. As we were raiding the supermarket the intensity of the rain upped a gear and our final 5 miles out to the campsite at Neajartun was easily the least pleasant part of the day. We had picked up a weather forecast when in Byrkjelo that suggested that the following day was to have heavy rain from dawn to dust without respite. We thus hired a cabin at Neajartun with the idea that if the forecast turned out to be accurate that we could sit the day out in comfort and simply watch the rain through the window rather than experience it first-hand. Our plan had included a contingency day for just such an occurrence so we were relaxed about spending a day reading and playing cards.