Stopped for a coffee in Fjallbacka, which is on the Baltic coast, but with weather like this, could be in the south of France.
Day 21 Breakfast in the bay
Delicious breakfast of boiled eggs spread on warm fresh bread rolls, fresh coffee, and fresh orange, in the morning calm at the harbour bay.
Day 20 Last day in Sweden
When you’re travelling by bike, some days are about just getting to the next place. Some are about visiting a new place. Some are about the challenge and the adventure. And some, like today, are about just enjoying the ride. Blissfully hot weather, no traffic, great roads, magnificently pretty scenery, and no stress. Just sitting back and relaxing. Ending up at a hostel right on a lake is just icing on the cake.
Day 20 Off-road, Swedish style
Just enjoying some dirt roads on my way west.
Day 19 Living in a train by a lake
Glorious weather, glorious roads, glorious lack of traffic, glorious peace thanks to the quieter new helmet I bought in Stockholm this morning (many thanks for the glorious service delivered by the guy at Stockholm’s MC Varhus, possibly the best bike shop I’ve ever seen, and possibly the best service I’ve ever received, anywhere, ever), glorious scenery in the Swedish countryside of pine forests, wheat fields, lakes and postcard pretty wooden houses in the traditional copper-mining residue dark red, a gloriously cold beer in the town square, and spending the night on a train carriage converted to a youth hostel, with a glorious view across a lake, and at the end of a glorious day’s riding it’s still gloriously hot and sunny and so gloriously picturesque it’s hard to believe it’s real and not a movie set. A glorious day. If this was my groundhog day I wouldn’t mind at all.