Today we just have to get down to Røkland, a small town on the E6 and railway. Mostly, we followed a forest path, at times narrow and steep. We repeatedly crossed fresh traces of an elk, bit unfortunately we never saw him. As we got lower, we passed more and more private cabins. Finally, with Røkland already in view, there was no more snow. We had to walk the last 2 km.
Røkland is a really small place, but it has a petrol station and a garden centre! Both irrelevant to us! More important, it has a supermarket, a fast-food joint, and even bathrooms with a shower!Anyway, it is rather too small to spend the eight hours to our train back south, so after scoffing a huge kebab, we decided to take the train to Bodø. There we will probably find better places to wait for the train. Such as Peppes Pizza, where we stuffed ourselves with pizza and beer (or the watery, yellow, fizzy drink they call beer in Norway).
But the best was not the pizza or the beer; it was the wiew of the fjord during the train journey.
Eventually we rolled our full bellies the short distance from Peppes Pizza to the train station and collapsed in the very confortable night train to start our long but uneventful journey back to rainy, miserable, West Europe.Posted via DraftCraft app
