Three guys going on a trip together was suddenly reduced to two guys. Initial plans were shelved and we ended up in Drammen City one late afternoon.
Ahead of us awaited paddling south through the forest of Røysjømarka and a long journey north through Hurum, then crossing the Oslofjord to the small town Drøbak.
At least that was the plan. That was before Håkon got ill, I was accused of being a nerd and we met a gusting headwind in a fjord.