Sometimes one can be lucky, after a pleasant ride to Hirtshals, the sky once again opened up with rain and thunder. But there is an upside to rain, I found this wonderful little cafe/bar where I could wine away the time watching the Tour de France.

The next morning was all sun and calm, probably because I wasn’t cycling, instead just wandering around the harbor.

Dried fish the old fashioned way

Next stop is the ferry to Norway. Ferries here are on a huge scale with 4 transport decks for dozens and dozens of camper vans, trucks, cars and 2 cycle tourists. One German and one Kiwi – both clearly do not know something everyone else knows…