After I left the southwest coast the weather turned quite grumpy. Rain, wind, cold and none too hospitable.
So, I decided to blast my way on to Dalvik, my prime destination.
I was originally going to camp halfway there, and then pull into Dalvik on Saturday. But my spidery sense whispered to me that you won't find a camping spot if you wait that long. Spidery sense was right. I got about the last spot in the main campsite.