Went of the grid again when we did the crossover from Lofoten to Rost a couple of days ago. Rost is, as a mentioned earlier, the most southern part of Lofoten and three independent islands that is situated alone in the sea some nautical miles south of the Lofoten wall. The captain had been there around 20 years ago and was telling tales about hillbillys on moonshine and almost complete lawlessness. I thought this was too good to be true, but I rolled with idea and after 10 hours of sailing from Leknes, we arrived at Rost around 4 in the morning yesterday.
Now, after this epic approach to Rost, I was certain this would be a cool place to hang out for a day. And I'll come to back to that later, but first I have to make you aware of one thing. We are now 8 people on this boat and that has, in my opinion, stirred up some proper bacalao! Not necessarily in a bad way, but definitely in terms of space and pherhaps communication. The boat is full of bags and backpacks and there has been a certain change in the sleeping arrangement because a person of the opposite sex is here and obviously she needed to be taken care of by a certain someone. No, it's not me.
So on the way over to Rost, one guy was laying face down in Stephans bed because of sea sickness, two people were snuggling up in my, now former, bed and two people were laying here. Things are never so bad that's it's not good for something. Funny days on the ocean!
See what I mean when I say bacalao? Chaos in a fish soup!
Anyways, back to Rost. Woke up around noon after some hours of sleep and we decided to check the place out. And here comes my disappointment. It was flat, which I already knew, but there was no hillbillys on moonshine or anything. There were not run down houses or homemade transport veichles of any sort. It was.. it was just too civilized. They had one road which was paved and they had normal cars. I even saw an electrical VW UP! I mean, how straight of an arrow are you? We ended up walking that road all the way to the end with a little pit stop by the local marine pub. That was probably the highlight. You know.. beer!
And then we went back. You know, after coming to end of that road. 4K's... each way!
I don't mean to sound like an ungrateful little bitch here, but I've been stoked on almost every place we've been. A disappointment had to come. It just had to!
Just to be diplomatic in the last second, it was nice people there. And I'm glad to have seen the place. Karma points?
Oh well, we left Rost and at midnight was the first day of midnight sun here in Lofoten.
Pretty amazing, I know. I've said it many times before, but the weather has been with us all the way. No doubt about that.
The fact that we left Rost means we are heading back towards Lofoten and it also marks the last stretch of our trip. Kind of weird to think about, as this boat has been my home for the last three and a half weeks. We did have one last stop earlier today tho. At Vaeroy. You can actually directly translate it to weather island.
I went for a hike by myself!
Nice little island, but I honestly thought we had gotten rid of this guy. Obviously not! Been out stealing some stock fish as well. What a douchebag!
In hopes that he stayed back, we left the island.
Now I'm sitting in the front of the boat and just watching the sun bouncing up and down over the mountains of Lofoten with a cup of coffee in my hand. It's a pretty majestical sight and I'm shooting it like crazy, but will post those shots tomorrow otherwise I will never be done here. We are on our last stretch towards the place were I will jump on a bus to Evenes airport. It's gonna be Svolvaer or Lekenes. Not sure yet. Things are never the less coming to an end. But this is still not the time to get all pouty and nostalgic. There will be a time for that, but it's not now. Have to enjoy the last hours of this wonderful trip!
Have a great Sunday evening and we'll talk later.
Peace & Love
- The Love Machine