After having such a nice time and weather in Finland we were hopeful of getting to Nordkapp in ideal conditions, well it is good to be hopeful so long as you don't get too disappointed when reality doesn't live up to your hopes! The weather was great as we headed North and we were constantly amazed by the scenery and knew we were getting closer as we started going through tunnels and over bridges, the last tunnel is seven kilometres long and descends 250 metres to get under the ocean and onto the last island, the toll was around twenty dollars and we had to pay it both ways. We stopped at the last town before Nordkapp and had some lunch, this cost us around another forty dollars, welcome to Norway, we had been warned it was expensive! As we headed up the hills the cloud was coming in until it became hard to see the road and we had the fog lights on and the wind also picked up trying to blow us off the road. When we arrived at the entrance/pay station we would be lucky if we could see twenty metres, ever hopeful we paid the ninety dollars to get in. Did I say this place was expensive? Not being able to see much we parked the bike and headed in the same direction as all the others until we could make out the information centre where we went in and explored all the good stuff they have in there including a great movie on the area. We then went out and had someone take a photo of us next to the monument. After finding our way back to the bike we made our way slowly down out of the fog and found somewhere to stay the night, ever hopeful that the fog would lift and we could go back. In the morning it was as bad as ever so we headed south, disappointed. We decided to do a run out to the north along another tourist drive, it was a run out and back with a small fishing town at the end, Havøysund, it was a brilliant run with fantastic scenery and the road was a bikers navarna, or it would have been if it didn't start raining and the fog came in again. We had a hamburger each and shared a bottle of coke, this cost us another sixty dollars, did I say this place was expensive?! We headed south again and found a lovely caravan park to stay in that was reasonably priced and had a warm lounge for us to sit in. The next day we continued south and on the advice of other travelers we did some island hopping, catching a number of ferries all the time heading for Loforten. We had to wait a number of hours to catch the last ferry and while we were deciding whether to wait or ride the long way around we met a couple from Perth in a camper van. The time went quickly as we discussed our respective journeys. We made camp that night in a nice private spot in the bush and the next day we were on our way down Loforten and its many islands going through numerous tunnels and over countless bridges, all the time making us gasp as we saw spectacular view after spectacular view all the time heading south to the end where there is a town called Å, pronounced Oh, or close enough I think. We stayed in another caravan park a little further north and decided that we would head for Sweden the next day as the prices were killing our budget and the wind had been blowing for days with and average temperature of around eleven degrees we hoped Sweden would be better.