Cycle, boat and cycle – to the end of the earth. And it is beautiful.
Day 49. 54km. Båtsfjord – Syltevikmyra. Map and gpx
The day started grey but not raining. From Båtsfjord I cycled up and over a plateau to then cycle down Syltefjorddalen to the town of Syltefjord. The river in Syltefjorddalen is a prime fishing river and there were lots of spots to fish, as well as quite a few houses.
I was thrown back to the past, eating peanut butter sandwiches looking out over the tree filled valley. I was suddenly in primary school in Adelaide, opening my lunch box and taking out the sandwiches mum had cut for me. Peanut butter sandwiches. The same taste. The same smell. And look where little Matthew is now. With his bike in the most remote part of Norway. Wow.
Syltefjord is a little town at the end of a 35km road. It is a destination for fishermen. And lost cyclists.
My boat was leaving at 18:00, and I had a few hours to kill. I went for a walk along the fjord. There was a beautiful view over the other side of the fjord. Amazing cliff faces and U-shaped valleys.
The boat looked fast, and looked wet – not good for a bike. I was worried when I got into the boating gear.
The ride was dry. As we passed a very pretty glacial valley, I asked if the one side road I had seen on the map goes there. The answer: Yes. My camping spot for the day.
The summer village of Hamningberg is at the end of a long road from Vardø. Everyone says it is one of the most beautiful roads in Norway. And the village itself is known to be pretty. Not much of a harbour, though.
I started down the famous road before turning off to the road to my own private fjord.
My own private valley is spectacular beyond words. Spot my tent.
Above the valley is a rocky plateau. It looked amazing in the wonderful evening light.
And so did my valley – illuminated in the evening light.
I cooked! For the second time if my trip. I’m proud of myself. 🙂
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