We started from our camping ground at Dyrdal on the Fjord to hike up the mountains. We were woken at 8am for a 9am start. I know 8am sounds late but I was very reluctant to wake up and get out of my sleeping bag. I was really glad I slept well and didn't need to make a trip to the long drop in the night. Night being a euphemism as it never really got dark. After breakfast of cereal and yogurt we made our lunch for the hike. Bread, meat and salad. The hike started off quite tamely but soon we encountered muddy conditions then some serious altitude followed by snow. We stopped for lunch at a village that consisted of about 6 houses. Apparently once a thriving community where dances were held regularly and men went to find wives. Presumably the reverse applied. However now it is just holiday homes in the middle of nowhere where the only access is hike like we were or helicopter in. Not many options before helicopters were invented! At the summit we took photos and marveled at the view. The hike down wasn't easy as it was very slippery and muddy for several kms. Once it flattened out it didn't seem to bad but it took forever to get back down to the level of the fjord. In all it was a 25km hike. We got back about 7:30pm. Our guide cooked chops and sausages on the BBQ with a pasta and vegetable dish cooked on a gas camp stove. I had a short nap in the tent as I was cold but the others had wine and nibbles. All the food had been packed into our kayaks in case you were wondering how we got it. Just as we were finishing dinner a storm came up so we had to lower the tarp over the dining table and seek shelter in our tents for the rest of the night. Not before we managed to cook a few marshmallows on the fire before the rain extinguished it. Final kayak day tomorrow. Wake up call at 8:30. Tom is cooking bacon and eggs for breakfast.