Remarkably, we were on the road soon after 10 am. It had rained all night again, and the day started cloudy but soon brightened up. We made a bathroom stop and the kids walked down to play near the water and made a great find -- thousands of blåskjeller (="blue shells" = "mussels") all along the water's edge. We spend a few minutes filling a bag with them... tonight we will eat this unexpected treat!
We passed a couple of this ugly temporary villages on the fjords. They're called "spikertelter" or "nail tents", and they're RVs that have a small wooden hytta build onto the side. They're for people who can't afford a hytta so they buy a campsite in a designated camping area, then build a "tent" on the side of their motor home. By pushing the definition of the word "tent" to beyond where it should go, they manage to legally have a hytta on the fjord for cheap. Some of these nail tents are quite elaborate, the more expensive ones with solar panel roofs.
There's a city called Orkanger. Full of angry orcs, one would presume. It's in Orkdahl, or "Ork Valley." Hide your hobbits!