Moved about 5 km. Had one lining and a long portage of 1,5 km trough rough terrain. Moving trough areas of old forest fires can ether be really easy or really hard. This was the last. Tried to maneuver the canoe down the rapid instead of carrying it on the last leg, but we caught a lot of speed and had to abort mission half way down the river. Ended up carrying the canoe on the “bushy” side of the river without proper clothing. Finally made camp at 23:00. Tired, ripped and bruised and eaten up by mosquitoes. The weather varied from sunny to rain all day and our mood was not the best at the end of the day. Me and Bernt always kept a good tone, never a foul word throughout the whole trip. But the dogs got their fair share of abusive language when our spirits weakened. Luckily they forgive, forget and curl up to you at night.