On the way to Dividalstugan
Tosca happy with another trophee
Some bridges or actually all are a little hazardous, also for Tosca. These pending bridges pendle.
A rendeer paw. While walking Tosca completely devours it.
A ground owl followed us a while, before resting in a tree.
Skeletons hither and thither.
There is that owl again, or is it another one?
A small canyon
Once more the canyon.
In Dividalstugan a short visit of “Ola”, studying religion.
Tomorrow to Daertastugan (= cabin)
At 9 o’clock Barbara and I left again, in opposite directions. While she was so broken on her route last night, I think the route is not that bad. No wet feet, like her, not deadly tired and not too difficult, along a canyon, over a few bridges that were hazardous for Tosca, because the cross shelves of the bridge lay just far enough apart to fall through with her dog legs. And that river was so wild, you would not get out alive. In case Tosca would fall I would have had to pull her up, hanging on her leash, with my heavy backpack, then it could be dangerous for me too. So stay calm. Immer die Ruhe.
Again a lot of swamp, a lot of shuffeling on soaring slopes with masses of big boulders and scrub that make it difficult to walk. Beautiful nature. Because there was no sun I made few pictures. Some filming, but the battery is very low and after only 4 days I’ll have electricity again.
The route was supposed to take 6.5 hours, but after 5.5 hours we were already at the Dividal cabin.
Suddenly Tosca starts barking again. Usually a sign that someone approaches. Indeed. A Norwegian guy from South-Norway, studying religious sciences, arrives at my request, drinking tea. He is walking for 1 week here in Lapponia, sleeping in his tent, vist. We talked a while etc. About the meditation sites that were placed at the Kungsleden with a sign. Seems absurd to me. I think all of Lapponia is one big meditation place. Ola, that was his name, gave me smoked fish. He had already eaten one half. The carcass and the other half fish he still offered me. Greatfully I accepted this tasty variation and addition to my menu. Ola deladio! After an hour, Ola went on. Yet a brief human contact. Always nice.
A little later in the evening a Belgian enters. That’s how Dutch jokes start. But this was real Belgian. He got to a parking lot, 7 km. from here by car and went walking for a few days now. What time do you get up, he asked. Between 7 and 7.30 u., depending on .. Oh. Then I’m going to sleep in the cabin next door, he said. I will not go to bed until 2 o’clock at night, he said. I’m glad I would not be disturbed during my much needed night’s sleep.
Killing mosquito’s. Early to bed.
