We sit in the lobby of the boat waiting to be disembarked and muse for a while about our Norwegian adventure. It’s strange that other cyclists we meet seem to have had much less rain than us, until we consider that they have been cycling much faster (and/or electric) and have done a lap around Norway

What you don’t see

You can’t see the hills and valleys The snow on mountain peaks in the distance The vegetation on the slopes nearby. You don’t see how steep it is Or how bad the road Or how good How busy it is Or how quiet You don’t see the little monuments at the side of the road What you don’t see