Tanamunningen Nature Reserve, Norway Week 61 6th -7th July 2012

Having filled up with diesel in Utsjoki, ready for higher priced fuel in Norway, we stopped at this garage just before the border to discover it was cheaper.

We did buy a relay to replace the one for the compressor that had failed some time ago.

They had a "Webasto" sign and kindly spent quite a bit of time looking for a glow plug for the cooker - to no avail. Not even a part number.

Now in Norway.

A different looking church, and fields.

Rather sad to be leaving Finland. Just a week is not long enough to get used to a place.

We weren't too sure what this meant.

We concluded it was a leftover from when borders were viewed differently.

No sign of any officialdom.

We expected the landscape to become more barren as we headed north.

While the birch trees are shorter there's hay making and barns. 

Enough hay to justify machinery.
The Tana River in Finland had become the Teno then the Tana as we crossed into Norway.

This bridge gets us across to Tanabru. Just guessing - Tana Bridge?

We had fast wi-fi in the shopping centre car park but not much luck finding a sim card. The salesperson "thought" mobile pay as you go internet was 10NKR (about A$1.50) per Mb. Cheaper to use the Swedish sim card at about A$3 for 20Mb in one day.

North to Tannamunningen Nature Reserve.

The car park at the end of the road.

There was even a sign for caravans.

We passed through Langnes which was a couple of houses.

Memories of Langness on the Isle Of Man. Probably connected by Vikings. Visiting it is now in Ali's "todo" list. 

Who needs words.

We looked for the pile of cars but they must be submerged.

The sign had been shot a few times. Perhaps we've found the origin of the quaint Australian habit of shooting road signs in the outback.

The open sea, looking north from our campsite.

The nature reserve is the water not the land.

We went for a rock scramble.

Our aim was to walk to the end of the penninsular. About 2 km.

There's a largish bird of prey in this photo. Just taken off from the top of the cliff.

Then it landed again.

We watched it, and it watched us, for quite a while.

It looked much better through the binoculars.


They always seem to be either flying or swimming away.

The rocks became more difficult to negotiate.

So we headed to higher ground.

Much easier walking.

The rock is a rather pleasant pinkish colour.

Not sure what, but igneous and very fine grained.

There's a bit of concrete here. Remains of a WWII fortification.

Bits of very old military barbed wire around.

Looking south, from whence we came.
And across the water.

There's a track along the spit.

Looking south east when the afternoon sun came out.

The tide was also nearly at its lowest. Less than a meter of rise and fall.

And straight across the barren mountains obviously subjected to glaciers.
Took us a while to work out what we were seeing.

We'd wondered why there weren't any seagulls at the rapids where all the salmon fishing was happening.

They're all down river where we are. Fishing for themselves.

There were also several seals. 

The scar to the right is a mine of some sort.

Opposite, the angled strata are very clear. Then abruptly stop. The rock further to the left looked like it was tipped almost vertically running away from us. Of course the marks could also be from the grinding of ice.

We weren't sure where the nature reserve ended.

Fishing is not permitted in the reserve until after mid July.

There's a bit of competition between the gulls that do the fishing and the skuas that find it easier to try and take the catch from the gulls.

This time the gull won.

We stayed a couple of nights but still haven't seen the midnight sun.

The weather changed every few hours. The barometer could hardly keep up.

Slettnes, Norway Week 62 8th -9th July 2012

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