And now, having crossed another ridge, a fjord opened before us, sandwiched between two snowy hills. From above on the "sea" a white strip was clearly visible, running along the ice along the coast. There is a black moving dot on the white stripe. Road! Where is it from? We left the track and the rangers' cars flew up to us immediately. Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going?
We are allowed to drive along the road, but after 2 kilometers it ended with a turn to some mine. Then we drove on smooth ice as if on a highway. Missing the speed we drove until late night.