The Lysebotn road is not very easy to get to. It’s in a part of Norway that’s so far off the beaten track a road was only opened there in 1984.
We’d heard rumours of the road’s existence, but the reality is that few have driven the 25.5km (16 mile) route that coils, serpent-like, through the mountains and boulders that make up the rugged terrain of south-west Norway. Soon enough, we could confirm that the rumours were true: the Lysebotn road really is all it’s cracked up to be.
This is why we gently roll to a halt at the barrier at the Eurotunnel, the first car in the queue for the first crossing of the day. The sun is still asleep, but we’ve no time for such luxuries as a lie-in if we’re to reach Hirtshals, northern Denmark, in time for an evening sailing to Kristiansand, southern Norway.
Eventually, we reach our base, the Høyfjellshotell, at Fidjeland, with Lysebotn road just 5km away.
The hotel is as perfectly placed for fair-weather hikes as it is for the ski season. Our pursuits are considerably less energetic, but no less exciting – enjoying the thrill of driving on one of the world’s greatest roads.