When I swing an axe, I want to hear a 'twang' and feel the vibration down the shaft. It's the sound that dreams are made of.
However, the start of Rjukanfossen did not deliver the 'twang'. It was more like breaking glass - lots of glass.
Thankfully, after the first pitch the ice became more friendly and we cruised to the top. This is by far the biggest I have ever seen this waterfall - normally the right hand side is still flowing but absolutely no indication of that today.
It's great climbing so late in the season; the place is quiet and everybody is friendly. Happy days.