Notes from the North

A little walk through Sweden

29. Alone again |

15th May It was a wonderful evening. And fittingly for the occasion, we had found an old festival site with a stage and dance floor that we used as a shelter. It was very special. It was a bit hard to say goodbye, but that’s what happens when you’ve had a...

28. Onwards |

I’ve moved on. After some wonderful days with the family (thank you so much for everything, Kajsa and Johann) I set off again. To avoid having to walk another 60km on tarmac and gravel – my legs can’t really take it – I decided to take the bus...

27. A dear friend |

Sometimes – in fact, always – the close proximity of life and death puts everything in perspective. It can be devastating, or it can be uplifting. In this case, I feel life has won. This morning my dear friend Hazel died, after having taken on the fight...

26. Rest |

No, I have not disappeared. Yes, I am continuing my journey. I’ve now enjoyed getting some rest with the family and still do. The thing is that I had ordered some small things as an upgrade to my pack and they were unfortunately delayed. They should be there by...

25. Family visit |

After about 50km on tarmac and gravel, I’ve arrived at my cousin Johann’s place in Broddetorp. He met me halfway through today’s stage and we walked the rest together, which was wonderful. And it was great to arrive at his house and know that now it...