how easy life would be without the concept of commencing (after an old friend of mine): the king of hikes to the kjerag rock is marked red in the maps, but _FAR_ more difficult is making it to the trailhead, actually. for nearly a week it goes just like in the infamous movie with bill murray: we stand at the dock waiting for the ferryboat, and then it rains. or the wind blows the hair off our heads. or the boat is already full. of combinations. and as soon as we decided to let the ferryboat leave without us, the wind dies down, sun comes out, and there is the nicest sunset one could dream of! and tomorrow is our last day, packing day, even! but we re-scheduled, changed the plan. we will pack today, and tomorrow is the very very very very very last chance for the kjerag, the actual reason to pick this particular fjord for this year's vacation destination... our nice neighbors have helped us to _RESERVE_ (new idea, yeah!) a spot on tomorrow's boat. the down side: it leaves at 06:15! so about 3 hours before the wake-up call. wow! i don't think this has rreally sunk in, yet. so i better tell you after, how it went. morning hour is golden. hopefully the dragon likes precious metals. or at least groundhogs. :)