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Hopslia

Hopslia

16.06.2018 - 14:05

Some of the giant trees in Hopslia north of Holme Fjord are as much as thirty metres high. Elm and ash are the most common, basswood somewhat rarer. Relatively soft bedrock, good growing conditions and enough light, help them to thrive just here.

Skjelbreid terrace

Skjelbreid

29.03.2018 - 11:31

On the east side of Lake Skjelbreidvatnet, clearly visible along the road from Eikelandsosen, we notice a farm on a terrace above a grassy hill. The hill has the form of a broad shield; Skjelbreid (" Broad Shield") is the name of the farm.

Vinnesleira

Vinnesleira

06.12.2018 - 11:03

Bays that are shallow far out into the sea, with fine sand and clay, are rare in Hordaland. Where they are found, the reason is usually that the edge of the glacier made smaller advances or stopovers when it calved back at the end of the last Ice Age. This is what happened at Vinnesleira.

Bjørsvik

Bjørsvik

24.06.2018 - 15:41

The industrial settlement Bjørsvik

Vollom

Vollom

16.06.2018 - 18:53

On Vollom, northwest of Seim, we find the only natural beech forest in Western Norway, which is also the most northerly of its type in the world. Beech grows also many other places in the county, but these trees are totally lacking in history compared with those of Vollomskogen Forest.

Bordalsgjelet

Bordalsgjelet

13.01.2019 - 13:52

Deep down between the stone polished phyllite bedrock in Bordalsgjelet canyon, there is a cascading river. In close cooperation with hard polishing stones, the water has carved into the bedrock for thousands of years - and is still doing so today.

Bømoen toward the north.

Bømoen

12.01.2019 - 16:32

Fadnesskaret

Fadnesskaret

31.03.2018 - 20:07

Slopes above the Kårdal boarding house

Mjølfjell

22.01.2019 - 13:49

The mills at Rekve around 1890.

Rekvemylna

18.03.2018 - 08:26

If you enter the farmyard at Rekve, some kilometres from Bulken, where the road departs to Giljarhus, you no longer meet “the miller”, Knut Hernes, in his old rural mill. But some years ago he would wish you welcome, friendly and hospitable, and show you around his mill, which had been his workplace for a generation. As light-footed as a youth he climbed in steep ladders high up into the waterfall, to let the water down on to the waterwheel.