So after doing some work in Stockholm I needed to move on.

Monday evening, finishing some paperwork, barely having seen anything in Swedens capital and yet I had to move on. The sun was preparing to show off that golden glow again, I was in a rush.

After some quick food shopping I drove towards Uppsala. According to the internet, there was a nature reserve called Norra Lunsen, allowing for me to park and find a place to sleep not too far from the car, considering I’d arrive late.

 

I parked, packed some stuff and walked. Being ‘south’ still it could be relatively dark when walking between the trees around 11PM. After about 30 minutes I found a campsite already. I was far from alone: the hut was taken and some other guys got there before me, but I could put my tent down.

Of course, the kids were Dutch. Fairly young, I suppose the average was 16 years old, but doing a fairly long trip across southern Sweden.

The next day I briefly passed by Uppsala. I visited the cathedral, had lunch in a park, wandered around a bit and did a tour around Gamla Uppsala but moved on briefly after so I’d have some more time to walk at my next stop.

Some 400 kilometres further down the road I left the car behind again. Icktjärnsberget would be hosting me that night. According to the online information there’s two paths leading to a hut. The short path was too short, the long one would be going slightly up and was longer.

I parked by the water and walked up the line going south, then west.

What it didn’t say was that the path is barely visible and often blocked by fallen trees. I also wasn’t dressed for rain and an endless barrage of wet plants up to my knees.

I missed a sign somewhere and got to a nice view.. which is fairly useless when wet, in rain and with a tent.

Home. For the night. I was expecting other people there, a warm fire, maybe some leftovers to eat… But nope.

 

Dry and rested, more was yet to come.