This caused yet another change in plans and pushed on straight through to Andenes. Here at least we know the folks where we intended to camp and we had all of the likely facilities that we might need. Where we were along the way was middle of no where. Check the coordinates of the coffee break.
Two ferries and a torturously slow drive found us back at N 69°18'16.30" E16° 4'8.78" again N 69° 18'16.30" E 16°4'8.78". For me the third time, the second had been with HiC jr.,I. Check his photos from the place at http://hairyworm.weebly.com/beautiful-bugs.html.
Anyway to continue, I had texted the lady from the Whale Safari joint to check if it was okay as we are well out of season here and got her clearance and a contact number.
Fairly late when we got there so all I did was crawl under the back of the wagon, in a howling gale, there has been a massive storm blowing over the place for three days now and it is icy cold. There I was greeted by the loose end of the connecting rod between the chassis and the level sensor. Five very rude words, at least.
After that sent off SOS e-mail to the suspension system manufacturer and went to bed. The gale was so strong it was truly like being in a cockle shell on the high seas. It was bouncing the van around like a feather weight instead of its three and a half tons. Rather disturbed night but sleep came at some time or other.