The next day, the festival staff hooked us up with a local fishing oracle, Morten, and together we embarked on a serious fishing trip for my favourite fish – the arctic char. Morten´s special place was like nothing I´ve ever seen. Just going there was an adventure in itself! The round was dangerously narrow (even by Norwegian standards) and razor-sharp cliffs were everywhere, looking like giant teeth that could take a bite of us any second.
The fishing was good, and we all caught some nice arctic char. Great success!
The next day, we started on the epic journey from Hamningberg (about far north as you can come in Europe) to Gotheburg.
Man, it’s a long drive.