Bustadtjonna to Ferslia
Another stinking hot night, another early rise. My plan: Leaving well before sunrise to beat the heat. It's 03:33 when I leave my lovely campspot. The sky behind me is burning. Gosh, how I love these endless Scandinavian dawns. It's a pleasant 5kn walk to the road, which I then follow for half an hour.
It's just shy of six, when I suddenly stand in front of a military road block (I am only a few 100 meters away from the Swedish border, on the road coming from Are. A famous skiing town in Sweden.
The soldiers, sitting in front of the fire, seem to be as surprised as I am, and don't even return my greetings. Or maybe they just can't be bothered as their night shift is about to end.
Soon afterwards, I turn left and leave the road again. The sign says 29km to Ferlia. According to the trail notes it's rather 23km. Doesn't matter too much, as I still got the whole day ahead of me.
While the beginning on a overgrown, muddy trail is hard going, its character eventually changes completely. Dryer, rockier, steeper. Reminding me a bit of the landscape between Sulitjelma until just before Borgefjell. The nice trail and views are helpful to keep my hiking spirit up. And I can need it. High temperatures and tired legs makes progess difficult. Well to be fair, even though it's only 13:00, thanks to my early start, I walked for 9.5 hours or nearly 30km.
I'm sitting in the shadow, on a lovely rocky river Bank, writing these lines. Roughly 3km from Ferslia. Currently, I'm not sure yet, wheter to set camp here, or continue to Ferslia. It depends, if the guys I met in Borgefjell last year have time to meet up, then I will continue. They live close and we would meet at their cabin. Since they are busy, they won't know until short notice. I'm in no rush either. I enjoy the river until I hear from them. And you will here from me tomorrow, where I ended up staying.