Stone fields. For Tosca no problem. For me it means carefully and slowly walking. For a horse impossible.
Mosquito bites at her throat and, as she says, also elsewhere, but I didn’t check that, of Swiss Barbara.
Today started again going 3 km. uphill along the Gaskasha river and then another 4 km. to the pass on the Coal’bmoai’vi mountain. Jee, what an exhausting experience, water, swamp, snow, hopeless stone fields (photo), smooth and even up there, mosquitoes. During my poor, fast lunch on a big stone, it began to storm. It hailed, later rain. I have lost my backpack cover a few days ago. But well, everything in my backpack is packed in plastic. I hope my stuff stays dry. I’ll make a fire tonight to dry everything. As a result, I’ll probably burn of the heat in my sleeping bag. Then simply open your sleeping bag, one might think. Indeed, but that yields extra mosquito bites. Nice, Lapland!
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