Despite the roar from the waterfall, have we slept well. Or is it thanks to? The sound of nature is the best sleeping-pill. The weather forecast, me looking at the sky, promise perfect weather. A good opportunity to wash the hair. The sun on the clear and blue sky warm us. Eat our breakfast at the brook. Lie down and enjoy the sunshine. When we were here 1982, did we follow the brook. It was wet, muddy and slow. Now we walk further up on the slope, a better choise. When we turn around a hill, do we suddenly look into the eyes of a giant reindeer. We are equally surprised. The reindeer jog majestatically away. We find a narrow track not shown on our old map, it is marked on more recent ones. The track lead to the bridge at Luottojåkkå. More exactly, where the bridge was supposed to be. Pieces of it are lying on the opposite side. We learned later at the mountain station in Kvikkjokk that it was destroyed by the spring flood earlier this year. It will not be replaced. This is not a problem. Either one ford the brook close to where the bridge was, or follow the brook downstream where it divide into several arms. We take lunch. We follow the brook downstream, and cross it part by part. No problem at all, though one has to pass a short area with osier before reaching the track again. The track continue during a few kilometers through a brushy area to the locked Njåtjoshut. Two brooks from Luottolako, Skaitatj-jåkkå and Palkat-jåkkå, meet here. The common brook is best forded south of the hut, where it is wide, calm and not so deep. One get there by following the track, there is as well a sign indicating the place. After the brook do we soon loose the track in the brushwood. We fight us up the few hundred meters to the bare mountainregion. Much easier up here, and the view is better. We arrive to Ruopsokjåkkå at a place where it is deep in a canyon, and have to walk downhill until it is possible to get down to it. The water is rather swift. The track that we lost earlier is seen further down in the delta, we ford the brook where we are. This is a natural place to halt, tomorrow will we cross Säkok, on our way to Pårek. The preferred route, instead of fighting the brushwood in Tjuoltavagge. The day is to old for doing it, and there are no good places to spend the night before Tjeurajaure.