|The quay side from where we row.|
The (closed) car park on the left.
Those of you who have ever visited my adopted hometown of Haugesund, may remember to have seen the quay-side. Pepperfly especially should, since she went on a rowing trip with me and several others, my very first year here.
Regarding that rowing, those row boats are awfully difficult to get in and out of. In was a case of hoping I would get to the right spot and out of was a case of several of my strong male colleagues hauling me out!
|Some of the sandbags were still there.|
Today that would not have been necessary. Today I could have just walked right in from the quay to the boat. Perhaps a ten centimeter drop? Perhaps a bit more? But nowhere near the meter it usually is at high tide.
Today was extra high tide or spring tide. Which meant the water was extra high. One hotel (the one my brother and his family stayed at when they were over here) had sandbags in front of the place. Just in case! And the car park where he parked and where we would get in our row boats: closed! Just in case.
Apparently it didn't quite come up. The water that is. But it was quite impressive to see nonetheless.