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A Yachting Cruise To Norway
A Yachting Cruise To Norway
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This book was published in London in 1895. Edward Trustram is credited as the author. The Parson and The Lawyer, sometimes credited as authors also, are actually the narrators of the story. (176 pages)
The Publisher has copy-edited this book to improve the formatting, style and accuracy of the text to make it readable. This did not involve changing the substance of the text.
Contents:
Chapter I. Choosing a Holiday — Norway — Inland Tour or Yachting Cruise — Conflicting Opinions
Chapter II. Bank Holiday Travelling — Lost Luggage — The Venus — Sailing from the Tyne — Feeding Arrangements on Board— Our Table
Chapter III. A Bed Puzzle — First Night at Sea — Doleful Experiences — Lights on the Norwegian Coast — The Pilot
Chapter IV. Bergen — Dried Fish — A Norwegian Sentry — The Fjeldvei — Strange Drinks — Hanseatic Museum
Chapter V. The Hardanger and Sōr Fjords — Odde — Sandvenvand Lake — Buarbrœ Glacier — The Laatefos — The Oxen Mountain— Eide
Chapter VI. SS. Miowera — The Sogne Fjord — Balholm — The Nærö Fjord — Gudvangen
Chapter VII. Stalheim— The Zigzag Road— The Jordalsnut— The Stalheimfos and Sivlefos
Chapter VIII. Some Characters— The Exclusive One — The Early Morning Deck Promenader — The Perambulating Nuisance — The Kodak— The Wine List
Chapter IX. Bakke — Öie — The Hjörend and Stor Fjords — The Geiranger Fjord
Chapter X. Merok — The River Olga — Knuden — A Lemming — New Road above Merok — A Novel Conversation
Chapter XI. Letters from England — Island of Lepsö — Molde — Its Church and Leprosy Hospital
Chapter XII. The Romsdal Fjord — Veblungsnæs and Aandalsnæs — Norwegian Ponies— The Romsdalhorn and Troldtinder — Hörgheim — The Mongefos
Chapter XIII. The Hustadvik Headland — Christianssund — Trondhjem — Absence of Slums — Broken-down Bridge — The Lower and Upper Lerfos
Chapter XIV. Trondhjem Cathedral and Arsenal — Shops at Trondhjem — Homeward Bound — Christianssund — Molde — Aalesund — A Scramble
Chapter XV. Bergen Museum — Old Wooden Church at Fantoft — Ironing the North Sea, and the Result — The Tyne and the Custom-House Officers
Excerpts:
.....We, the Parson and the Lawyer, one evening in the month of June 1894, were discussing our annual holiday, with the assistance of our pipes and glasses of whisky and water. And here let it be mentioned, in order that no injury may be done to anyone's feelings, that wherever in this narrative we are said to partake of whisky and water, it was the Parson that took the water and the Lawyer the whisky.
.....The Parson wanted a holiday that would be interesting at night schools, young men's improvement classes, mothers' meetings and winter evening lectures; in short, a holiday that would be inexpensive and make itself generally useful. The Lawyer wanted a holiday that would, for a short time, separate him, like the Styx, from the law reports, counsel and the law courts; in short, a place where clients cease from troubling and the lawyers are at rest.
.....Our first impressions of the Venus were very favorable. She is a nice-looking boat, rather high at the bows and was in spick-and-span order. The officers were in uniform and the sailors wore dark blue yachting jerseys. The sailors soon hauled the piles of luggage on board, and it disappeared into the different cabins in a very short time.
.....The proper thing to do immediately after getting on board seemed to be to secure a good seat in the saloon for meals by placing a visiting card under the serviette ring. This essential, we, from ignorance, not modesty, omitted to do. We first found our way to our state-room in the centre of the ship, and we examined with much curiosity our little bedroom for the next thirteen nights. We were startled to discover that the temperature was—well, something much too high to be pleasant. This we attributed to the near proximity of the boilers, but we thought that when we were under weigh and the sea breeze blew in at the porthole, we should be cool enough. While we were stowing away our luggage in our cabin, we saw through the port-hole that the ship was slowly moving away from the wharf.....
The Publisher has copy-edited this book to improve the formatting, style and accuracy of the text to make it readable. This did not involve changing the substance of the text.
Contents:
Chapter I. Choosing a Holiday — Norway — Inland Tour or Yachting Cruise — Conflicting Opinions
Chapter II. Bank Holiday Travelling — Lost Luggage — The Venus — Sailing from the Tyne — Feeding Arrangements on Board— Our Table
Chapter III. A Bed Puzzle — First Night at Sea — Doleful Experiences — Lights on the Norwegian Coast — The Pilot
Chapter IV. Bergen — Dried Fish — A Norwegian Sentry — The Fjeldvei — Strange Drinks — Hanseatic Museum
Chapter V. The Hardanger and Sōr Fjords — Odde — Sandvenvand Lake — Buarbrœ Glacier — The Laatefos — The Oxen Mountain— Eide
Chapter VI. SS. Miowera — The Sogne Fjord — Balholm — The Nærö Fjord — Gudvangen
Chapter VII. Stalheim— The Zigzag Road— The Jordalsnut— The Stalheimfos and Sivlefos
Chapter VIII. Some Characters— The Exclusive One — The Early Morning Deck Promenader — The Perambulating Nuisance — The Kodak— The Wine List
Chapter IX. Bakke — Öie — The Hjörend and Stor Fjords — The Geiranger Fjord
Chapter X. Merok — The River Olga — Knuden — A Lemming — New Road above Merok — A Novel Conversation
Chapter XI. Letters from England — Island of Lepsö — Molde — Its Church and Leprosy Hospital
Chapter XII. The Romsdal Fjord — Veblungsnæs and Aandalsnæs — Norwegian Ponies— The Romsdalhorn and Troldtinder — Hörgheim — The Mongefos
Chapter XIII. The Hustadvik Headland — Christianssund — Trondhjem — Absence of Slums — Broken-down Bridge — The Lower and Upper Lerfos
Chapter XIV. Trondhjem Cathedral and Arsenal — Shops at Trondhjem — Homeward Bound — Christianssund — Molde — Aalesund — A Scramble
Chapter XV. Bergen Museum — Old Wooden Church at Fantoft — Ironing the North Sea, and the Result — The Tyne and the Custom-House Officers
Excerpts:
.....We, the Parson and the Lawyer, one evening in the month of June 1894, were discussing our annual holiday, with the assistance of our pipes and glasses of whisky and water. And here let it be mentioned, in order that no injury may be done to anyone's feelings, that wherever in this narrative we are said to partake of whisky and water, it was the Parson that took the water and the Lawyer the whisky.
.....The Parson wanted a holiday that would be interesting at night schools, young men's improvement classes, mothers' meetings and winter evening lectures; in short, a holiday that would be inexpensive and make itself generally useful. The Lawyer wanted a holiday that would, for a short time, separate him, like the Styx, from the law reports, counsel and the law courts; in short, a place where clients cease from troubling and the lawyers are at rest.
.....Our first impressions of the Venus were very favorable. She is a nice-looking boat, rather high at the bows and was in spick-and-span order. The officers were in uniform and the sailors wore dark blue yachting jerseys. The sailors soon hauled the piles of luggage on board, and it disappeared into the different cabins in a very short time.
.....The proper thing to do immediately after getting on board seemed to be to secure a good seat in the saloon for meals by placing a visiting card under the serviette ring. This essential, we, from ignorance, not modesty, omitted to do. We first found our way to our state-room in the centre of the ship, and we examined with much curiosity our little bedroom for the next thirteen nights. We were startled to discover that the temperature was—well, something much too high to be pleasant. This we attributed to the near proximity of the boilers, but we thought that when we were under weigh and the sea breeze blew in at the porthole, we should be cool enough. While we were stowing away our luggage in our cabin, we saw through the port-hole that the ship was slowly moving away from the wharf.....
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