Ekkilsøya

Even today at the campsite I didn’t need to cook. I met Carina and Lotta from Sweden who shared a fish with me. And I even didn’t have to sit on the ground, someone staying at a nearby cabin offered me a chair to sit on. It was lovely eating dinner with them. We talked about Mongolian music, Sami music, native American music among other things. Our conversations were very enriching for me. I learned about Jojk, a sort of chanting, performed by the Sami people that doesn’t necessarily contain meaning, but a reflection of a place or people.

We listened to a few. I think I have a new musical genre to discover. Carina and Lotta even offered to do my dishes for me. I must admit I felt incredibly shy letting them do my dishes.

Today’s ride was long, and uneventful, except I crossed a very crowded Atlantic Ocean Road; all the supermarkets were closed, but I did manage to eat a chicken kebab platter at a gas station. My ration bag is very full and remaining full; I haven’t had to cook dinner a few days now. On a technical note, I need to get better at feeding myself the right amount on the road; I suppose that’s one piece of the riding longer puzzle. If I can feed myself right, I can see myself easily riding for few more hours in a day.

There’s nothing quite the experience of riding a bike on open roads. But it’s becoming clear it’s not about the view, or the natural beauty, or the cute looking villages. Not quite sure what it is yet...

Good night!

Ekkilsøya, Norway