Siri in Lofoten

Saturday, September 16 We wake up to a view of the distant mountains glistening green in the sun across the sea. We hurry down to the cozy dining room, where the chairs are lined with long-haired sheepskins, and sample the many delicacies Before we leave, we want to explore the area on the other side of the bridge, we went over yesterday. The paved road ends there, but there's a track, which is supposed to have been created by the sporty and very popular Norwegian queen - a 7-8 hour hike, which leads to the small fishing village of Stø. We hadn't noticed the road-sign, which indicates 11238 km to Rio, standing there between the track and the bridge. We're skirting a bay on our left, when I think I see a smooth round head in the water. Oswaldo doesn't see it and we continue to the next glorious bay - like a more magnificent version of Paquetá in Angra On our way back we  both hear the bark of what sounds like a seal or sea lion, and now we want to fin