Second ballade, the next morning… We are in the valley.
Water resulting from the cast iron of the glacier is very cold (2, 3 degrees). the crossings of fords are painful.
Sometimes, where the current is too strong, of the more or less rudimentary bridges are in place.
The vegetation present and the landscapes are always varied.
The afternoon, we set out again to direct us this time towards Vik where we will sleep.
