At six o’clock in the morning only us and 3 cyclists were looking into the abyss of the Lysefjord. The weather was calm and the waters smooth like a mirror. I went for a walk. Only the sound of a waterfall was cutting through the silence. Bahia Sol was sitting comfortably, awaiting the captain permission to leave. Rysiu was trying to send the drone up to capture few pictures, but as we were at “the end of the world”, the technology was struggling.Read More
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