Munkholmen

On Saturday, the weather cooperated so we took a trip to Munkholmen, an island in the fjord that Trondheim sits along.

On our walk to the harbor to catch the boat, we passed through the Trondheim marathon.  Good day for it - overcast and not too cold or too hot.  Got the marathon juices flowing again for both Dave and me. 

At Ravnkloa, the fish market, as our boat pulled out from the harbor. 

Sam and Katie enjoyed the ride from the deck of the boat. 

This one is for Tina.  The Hurtigruten was pulling out as the same time as us.

Grace and Dave giggled inside the boat. 

Checking out the beach

The island has been a monastory, a fortress, a prison, and a WWII anti-aircraft gun station.  The guns are still there, and open to climb in. 

It was a breathtaking view. 

The round tower

The girls exploring a lighthouse

One of the anti-aircraft guns

Checking out the equipment

Sam takes a turn in one of the gunner seats

The view through the sighting window 

Katie tries the gunner seat on the other side

The view from the top

After walking around the fortress part of the island, we headed to the beach to picnic and play.

On the path to the leeward side of the island 

Scoping out the beach

Picnic on the rocks.  

This reminds me a of picture from ten years ago when Dave and I were dating and he visited me in Maryland.  We went for a hike along the Potomac River, and then had a picnic on the rocks over the river.  Wow, have things changed in ten years.  Good developments.

Playing in the sand

Dave went for a walk out to the end of the peninsula radiating out from the island.  Well almost to the end of the point.  He got dive-bombed by birds roosting at the point, and the birds won the showdown.

We were at a beach, so we broke out the swimsuits, gol' darn it! 

Examining a dead crab that washed ashore

Waiting for the boat ride home. 

Grace checks out our ride

The kids' stroller was tied to the roof of the boat - no room inside

Inside the boat 

The Jorgensen girls

Pulling away from the island

The fish market at Ravnkloa 

"Look at the giant crab in there, Mom!"

The day's marine voyage behind us, it was time for icecream. 

On the walk back home, Dave spotted "our" boat passing through the Nidelva, under the Gamle Bybro (old town bridge)

It was a wonderful day.