Tor Andre Børresen – Norway by drone
An evening pause: If you don’t like the cold, or have a fear of heights, then this video is your best way for seeing the natural wonders of Norway.
Hat tip Phill Oltmann.
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Spectacular except for serious sphincter factor seeing the guy sitting on the edge of an abyss as comfortably as an ant on a rock. I look and get an ice clench from my guts to my fingers …
The Swede from Norway
H.O.W. 2014
https://youtu.be/FQq60LM5tcc
0:22
I met the guy who designed the fjords in that area. Slartibartfast, A little odd but an alright guy.
A good friend of mine is Norwegian. He lives near Oslo, nowhere near these God like landscapes. Still, when he bought a house on a slope of 30 degrees or so, I went WOAH when I saw it.
“- Aren’t you afraid that something, like tons or snow or worse, will fall down and sweep your house away?”
And he went like:
“- Nah, that only happens sometimes.”
At the battle of Stamford Bridge northeast England in 1066, three weeks before the Normands invaded from the south and barely won the more famous battle of Hastings, the Norwegian invasion met its defeat. After having won a battle at Fulford earlier in the week, the Norwegians were relaxing and surprised by the quick advance of Anglo-Saxons’ reinforcements. They had to improvise an order of battle. Meanwhile, they had to defend a small bridge across a minor river to delay their enemy.
They were about 9,000 strong, and so they allotted ONE man to hold the bridge. A huskarl (a heavy knight on foot) with a heavy long-shafted two-handed axe that could strike through any armor. The King:
“- Are you sure that you can do this on your own?
– Yeah, piece of cake. You go get dressed, I’ll take care of the bridge.”
That guy held the bridge for quite a while, killing 40 (forty) enemies. The pile of bodies blocking the bridge, I suppose. Until they managed to poke him with a spear from a raft under the bridge. His name is unknown, because all the Norwegians were then slain. So the story is told by the victors, which makes it more trustworthy. They had no interest in glorifying their enemy. But were just so impressed by the professional efficiency of a business colleague that they had to spread the word.
That’s the rock the guys on the north Atlantic coast are made of.