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Min utrustning för fjällvandring har ändrats väldigt lite sedan jag gick Gröna bandet 2017 några förändringar är det. Framförallt har jag bytt ut saker som inte uppfyllde mina krav på utrustning och lagt till fiskeutrustning. Om jag… Läs mer »Min utrustning en vanlig fjällvandring
Well rested after a sunny day in Klimpfjäll I started what felt like the last ”wild” week – it is not walking Kungsleden, the high-way trail of the Swedish mountains. I had two options, one leading closer to the Norwegian border, the other was slightly shorter, more road but less scenic. A part of me was eager to get to Hemavan, which marks the half-way point of the hike, so I chose the latter option. But I definitely want to walk that other paths sometime, it must be beautifully wild! But as every time I had to chose one out of many options, I told myself, that the mountains will not go anywhere, and I can walk explore that area some other year.
After a resting day in Gäddede I was both looking forward to and fearing the next section. Having followed Per and Matilda closely on their hike, I knew that it was a very wet and solitary section… But it was also beautiful and I felt so alive during this section. Alive, strong and happy.
Finally my journey continued northwards again. It had been mentally tough to walk east during so many days, I was fighting with the feeling, that I don’t get anywhere, a feeling of endlessness. I also realized that I had overestimated this sections length and I had supply for 7 days and 120km… A miscalculation in the right direction at least, so I sent a package home from Rötviken. A plan had been to walk over the fjell along the border, but taken how much it had been raining the last days – and the forecasted rain, it felt wiser to walk via Vinklumpen and Lobbersjön and follow the Sami’s tracks over the mountain.
As described in the previous post, I was invited to stay for reindeer marking in Jovnevaerie when I arrived at Jänsmässholmen. I felt like a child at Christmas. No, even happier. I actually couldn’t really believe it, I mean how lucky can one be to just walk right into a village at the end of the road and all of a sudden get a dream fulfilled? I felt so blessed and if I ever had had a doubt on why I even got the idea to do this hike (I might have had some doubts when knee deep in a swamp surrounded by mosquitoes the day before… 😉 ), I was so happy to be exactly there and then and nowhere else.
I had completed the second section, but the feeling was strange. I was struggling with pain in my feet and consequently also the doubt if I can finish the hike. The big map of Sweden at Kallsedet was both encouraging (I had actually walked a substantial distance already!) and challenging (that concrete block was waaaaaayyyy up and I had to stretch to reach it…). But it turned out to become the most wonderful, heart warming and memorable time!