Although the German had said he wanted to sleep until 8 pm, he already got up at 7. He probably realized tonight that, because of food shortage he had to cover the next two stages to the village of Ammarnäs in one day: more than 30 km. through the mountains, with 19 kg. on his back. On the way to the swamp to get a kettle of water, I wake up Han in his tent, hello to the four dwellers in the wood shack crowded together, “tsuus” (adieu) to the leaving German and on the road (3x) again (a song). Today we regard as a day of rest, because we only have 15 km to go + a few km by boat.
So we hop further on the route. Once we almost missed the path in the swamp. We pass several wooden suspension bridges, one with a walkway, so you see the swirling water just below you. Tosca, do you dare?
Suspension bridge
Tosca dares everything. Months ago, in Spain, we saw 100 m. ahead the road blocked by a group of enormous Spanish cattle dogs, which lay sunbathing in the middle of the path. Tosca played “la belle indifference” and went for a walk swagging her female ass, walking between and passed the bewildered males. Often people ask me what breed of dog she is. A Dutch lefgooser (Jiddish, dareall). What? A Dutch shepherd!
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