When 2017 started, I had a strong feeling that I didn’t have the slightest clue where it would end, and what it would bring, but that it would be a year to remember. And it was. And I could never have guessed!
I have not given up this blog. I am just busy with life at the moment. I’ll be back and until then I wish you all happy holidays!
When we leave our comfort zones and our usual surroundings, fear is a natural reaction. But just because we are afraid, it doesn’t mean we are in danger. And just because we feel calm, it doesn’t mean we are actually safe. And somewhere in between we have those fears that keep us at home, within the comfort zone, without any logical reason.
Parts of my thru hike was in areas, where the summer trails are unknown, and to be honest, they are not really summer trails at all. In winter, there is activity with scooter and backcountry ski tourism, but in summer, it is more or less only hikers that do the green ribbon that walk these trails. Later during summer, the sami people are in their summer villages, but I was too early for that.
The whole day today I have been longing for the mountains. The birch forests, the endless volume of air around you, the snowy mountains that mark the horizon. The yellow-orange-red-brown colours. The wind, the rain and the sun. It was literally painful to see my fellow green ribbon hikers’ pictures.
When you hike 1318 km all by yourself (mostly), when you spend 67 days in nature, when your days are steered by daylight, weather and terrain, something happens.
Almost one month ago I finished my first thru hike and this is an attempt to put words on my experiences, to debrief and to find out what will be next. Because the hike did not leave me untouched, and in the aftermath of the hike, changes will follow.