Ruud Streefkerk

In 2015 we are here for the third time. The donkeys have been replaced by motorized carts, utilized mainly by Japanese tourists. We already noticed three large cruise ships that moored in the Oldenfjord. By now it is an even further walk, but finally we arrive through a natural tunnel that we hadn’t noticed previously, in a wide open valley and yes, the Jostedalsbreen is there once again! We just witness a large piece of ice breaking loose and falling down from the glacier tongue. There is no way to come closer to the ice, it hardly reaches halfway down the steep mountainside. It is clear that climate change asserts its influence here. By now the Briksdalsbreen looks like the other glacier tongue we saw in 1998 from the campsite. The question is whether our children or grandchildren, if at anytime they consider to follow in the footsteps of their grandparents, will even see a glacier, and if they won't say: well, our grandpa always had these kind of stories and way too much imagination, he also used to say there was a crocodile in the pond, while that pond had a cross-section of just one meter!