A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . olkjaerres to take us on to Stalheim. Aftera ride of an hour or so we came to the footof the Stalheimsklev, which abruptly closesthe valley. Here we had to get out andwalk up the klev or clijff, as it was impos-sible for the ponies to haul more than thecarts and our hand luggage up the sixteensteep zig-zags by which the top is and left are the Sivlefos and the Stal-heimsfos, two very picturesque waterfalls,and just at the top, between, is the big, redHotel Stalheim, where dinner awaits us,otherwise I dont imagine
A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . olkjaerres to take us on to Stalheim. Aftera ride of an hour or so we came to the footof the Stalheimsklev, which abruptly closesthe valley. Here we had to get out andwalk up the klev or clijff, as it was impos-sible for the ponies to haul more than thecarts and our hand luggage up the sixteensteep zig-zags by which the top is and left are the Sivlefos and the Stal-heimsfos, two very picturesque waterfalls,and just at the top, between, is the big, redHotel Stalheim, where dinner awaits us,otherwise I dont imagine we would havepersevered in climbing. During the after-noon wc walked up to the Keiser WilhelmsHoi* above the hotel, from which point wehad a fine view down the Naerodal, but theview is hardly as impressive as when youlean over the wall in front of the hotel, forfrom there it would be easy to toss a pebbleso It would not strike anything until itreached the floor of the valley eight hun-dred feet below. The German Emperorseems to be popular here. In fact they have.
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