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Another difficult farewell As so often, I find it hard to say goodbye to my beautiful sleeping spot. The enormous rocks in the lake, little ducks swimming between them, fish in the clear water, and… Lees meer…
Another difficult farewell As so often, I find it hard to say goodbye to my beautiful sleeping spot. The enormous rocks in the lake, little ducks swimming between them, fish in the clear water, and… Lees meer…
Unclear route In the Skåneleden Coast to Coast, there is a section I don’t quite understand. The route runs more or less in a straight line from east to west – or in my case… Lees meer…
Peeing in the mist Usually I can get through the night without having to get up to pee. Not last night, but what a joy. The lake is beautifully shrouded in mist. What a gift.… Lees meer…
Escaped the downpour Freed from the kamikaze mosquitoes, I sleep reasonably well. I just don’t feel great. My stomach is a bit upset, and I feel drained. In an even slower pace than usual, I… Lees meer…
Moving on After two nights and a whole day in the shelter, I’m glad I can move on. A bit frustrated with myself for not making better, or rather more creative, use of the available… Lees meer…
At the right moment in the right place Exactly at the right moment, I find myself in precisely the right place. As is often the case, the solution comes naturally. This shelter has everything: space,… Lees meer…