Wednesday September 7 Namsos to Osen

Just knew I needed this chaps photo..what a wonderful face.
He worked at the sawmill museum, spoke great English and was quite a delight.

Now I know why they call Namsos the “Rock City”…. Last night the wind really got up and did we Rock!! At one stage I woke Ian and asked if we should shift…but the sleepy reply was “of course not”! It was an interesting start to the night too, we had only just gone to bed when we heard a loud bang and a crash just outside our van…initially I thought someone had hit us. Turned the lights out and peered through a crack in the blind and could see that the light post not far from us had just been hit by a car and the lamp had smashed to the ground. The car drove across the parking area, stopped and then someone ran off. Soon another person came out with a big container and collected all the broken material and then all was quiet for the rest of the night ..apart from the wind!
The wind had dropped quite a bit this morning and only odd skiffs of rain so went for a walk around the town centre. Ian found a good sports and outdoor store so left him to it and I meandered around a big shopping mall and window shopped.
Next stop was the Norwegian Sawmill Museum just out of town, and something Ian was very keen to see…and even I enjoyed wandering around too. It was housed in one of the largest wooden buildings in Norway and all the machinery dating back to the 1800’s was still in working order. Although not operating today, they still have open working days. Evidently they don’t have get a lot of tourists as it has limited appeal to most people.
With the forecast (if it can be trusted) showing some fine weather starting tomorrow we decided to head once more for the coast. It wasn’t long before the rain came in again, and it really poured, along with more strong wind. And as we have said so often on this trip….this would have looked magnificent if the sun was shining. We followed a river out to the coast and it was fair roaring with all the rain, and there were waterfalls gushing out of the rocks everywhere. We started to wonder about our choice of direction.
Arrived at the small town of Osen and called into the local co-op for a few things. Chatted with a lady and she suggested camping a little bit further out to the coast in a popular spot beside a bridge, and she did say the wind was dying down tonight and we were in for some fine weather! The rain had stopped but the closer we got to the coast the stronger the wind got, thinking maybe we should turn around when we saw the little road leading down to quite a large area beside the bridge and it was completely sheltered from the wind. Perfect, it was 4pm and decided to call it quits for the day. We went for a walk out to the bridge and the wind was so strong we could hardly stand up, tomorrow the weather WILL be better. 
Album covers on the floor of the shopping mall...promoting the Rock City concept.
A small corner of the sawmill museum

Bits and bobs on the museum wall.

A very "used" window

The old brick chimney at the museum

...and the rain continued!

The river was fair roaring over this weir

...and more flood waters
Sunlight soap is world wide...no matter what the language
Fighting against the wind at the bridge.

The surf was rolling in.

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