More Norway!

At another point (post-calculating water depth story, below) in Norway we came upon a deck from which we decided one could reasonably jump off of into the fjord.

Now let's recall that I'm a florida boy and rarely get in water below 102 degrees F, which obviously is the ideal temperature for a jacuzzi. The fjord water was one degree above absolute zero (crazy as it sounds there was a kelvin thermometer in the water, we looked at it and it said "1"). In other words, the water was probably the coldest water has ever gotten in the universe ever, ever. Why or how Tom convinced me (or much less likely, I convinced Tom) to jump into the fjord I cannot recall. (Krista, can you?)

But in any case we did.







What these photos don't show is immediately after I hit the water, I rushed out of it up those stairs on the right as fast as I could, screaming like a girl, howling "whyyyyy??!! whhyyyyy??!!!"

Tom, however, began calmly swimming, farther from the dock! He then proceeded to do the "pop pop" float (sp?), a move named in honor of his grandfather I believe, in which he gracefully treaded water on his back and spouted the fjord water in the air as if he were a fountain. His ability to withstand that water - 1 degree above absolute zero - always astounded me.