Did I mention that next week somewhere up here they have to Artic open beach volleybal tournament ! THe posters look appealing but as I look at the skimpy lycra suits jumping up and down I have to put the collar of my fleece jacket up to avoid frostbite on the ears.
My first serious day in the saddle wasn't too bad, 104 km was always going to give me some aches and pains but it stayed within the limits the Bush administration set for torture techniques at Guantanamo Bay.
The 7 km long tunnel that connects the Island on which North Cape is situated with the mainland dives down 212 metres under sea level . It is quite eerie to be underneath millions of potential granite bench tops as it wasn't very well lit and the sound of a car or truck approaching is something else, neither was there light at the end of the tunnel so to speak as there was a bend 200 metres before the end.
Also discovered I already have my first bike problem, a broken spoke, but that will have to wait till alta another day away.
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