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Fossen cliff

Fossen Bratte

07.12.2018 - 09:36

The steep drop by Fossen cliff has been the biggest challenge for those who wished to make a road over Kvamskogen through the years. Leave the car by the monument on the old road and take a walk down to the bend by the waterfall that Bergen-folk call "The bridal veil". Why is there a waterfall just here?

Gneiss.

Frøland- Liarostunnel

16.06.2018 - 17:24

Soft shapes in the hard mountain.

Grasdalen

12.03.2018 - 13:08

The combination building at Nordvik.

Nordvik

16.06.2018 - 17:27

Archaeological fins from the sites at Risøya.

Risøya

13.03.2018 - 21:08

St. Ludvig.

Tyssøy

16.06.2018 - 17:36

B.E.Bendixen, who has written about “The Churches in Søndre Bergenhus Amt”, believed even around 1900 that there was evidence at Tyssøy of the church or the chapel of the Holy Ludvig (Louis). Two large stone blocks had lain in the western wall of the church’s nave, and this wall showed a length of 16 meters in the terrain.

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.

Byrkjehaugen, Voss

Byrkjehaugen

19.06.2018 - 17:50

On the farm Bø, close to the highway between Bulken and Voss lies Byrkjehaugen, one of the largest burial mounds in West Norway. Originally it was around 50m across and 5m high, but following the excavation in 1908 and chipping off by both railway and road construction, the cross-section has shrunk to 37m and the height to 4m. All the same, it is an impressive burial monument for the passing traveller to see.

Mula

19.06.2018 - 17:51

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.

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