A Closer Look.
On our return to Rognan from Bodø, we stopped at the Saltstraumen Maelstrøm because our previous visits hadn't found it at full chat.
There's a footpath under the bridge which takes you down to the water's edge. The tide was going out, forcing around 100 billion gallons of seawater through a strait only 150m wide which makes it one of the strongest tidal currents in the world. If you got caught up in one of the whirlpools formed around the central stream, it would be curtains.
As it would if you got in a muddle in this melt water coming off the mountains a few miles further on.
On my first visit to Rognan, Janeski z Krakowa and I had come across this German war cemetery whilst searching in the woods for mushrooms and I was interested to find it again. The story of the 'Blood Road' makes for sobering reading....
... and this Yugoslav cemetery, a short walk through the trees from the German site, contains the remains of nearly 1700 Yugoslav POW's forced to work on a section of the road which runs the length of Norway, now the European Route E6.
To lighten the mood, we took a brisk stroll into the centre of Rognan where we found these electric scooters outside the local hardware store.
The motor is in the rear wheel and the whole thing is beautifully engineered, but I mustn't be distracted.
Having worked out what to do to correct the horrendous gaff I'd made in Sunita's design, I worked up some supporting structure for the new cockpit line.
The higher radius was to accommodate the arc of the spare wheel which would be mounted on the driver's side - the exhaust taking up the space on the passenger side.
The next consideration was how to actually mount the spare wheel and I came up with a scheme that divided the loads between the floor and the upper longerons (a tube in tension taking part of the lateral load to the nearside frame).
I always enjoyed making brackets and before I became aware of laser cutting, I used to cut them all out by hand with Abrafile blades. Abrafiles were the best thing ever and it was a sad day when whoever it was that made them, stopped.
Instruments and wiring came next - always best to do these things whilst the structure is open - and I had decided to convert the system to 12v. For this I bought a box of tricks from probably the most objectionable man I'd ever come across. I didn't know this until sometime later when I found that the electronic regulator he'd sold me was unserviceable - something which he took as an affront to his dignity. However, I pressed my claim and in time he begrudgingly relented.
We tripped over this magnificent launch just round the corner from our hotel in Rognan; definitely worthy of closer examination in an idle moment.