The German Morris, who had met Jan and who came to say hello.
Rosta stugan
As bad as the weather was yesterday, so beautiful it is today. When I got up this morning I once more lit the stove, to dry the last nits of moisture. Therefore a late start. But, today is only 18 km. Beautiful views, very beautiful walk, which was not as terribly heavy as some of the previous days. Beautiful weather, far above the tree line, cool breeze, so hardly any mosquitoes. Because we encountered reindeer herds, dog Tosca was enthusiastic. Very hard to calm her down. I was delighted she dragged me up the mountain, but could hardly slow her down downhill. I had found a new rope, to replace the belt, which I forgot yesterday at the other side of the river while crossing . Because she completely pulls me over when going downhill on steep slopes and because I could not let her run free with those many reindeer around, I made a strangling rope of her leash. How cruel! Yes, Tosca herself determins how hard she pulls. And a Tosca shot by Sami, while chasing rendeer, is not what I want. Well, she’s almost hanging herself, she’s just about breathless and still pulls like hell, but anyway, I can withhold her somehow. Being friendly to a pet is O.K., but a pet also has to be manageable. The movie camera is empty. A great pity with this beautiful weather and this beautiful landscape. Reminds me of inspirational Mongolia, where the idea of this trek started.
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