Gradbodarna to Spansfäbodarna
I sleep like a baby and wake up well rested. There's no need to hurry as it's a 4.5 kilometers walk into Mockfjärd, where the supermarket opens at 08:00.
Knowing my pace quite well, I time my departure time in order to make it there right in time. On a comparably cold morning I walk on a nice trail towards Mockfjärd, where I arrive at 2 minutes past eight. Not bad but also room for improvement.
Resupply is a quick and easy task as it is only for two days. By 08:30 I'm back on my way south. Mostly forest, with some fäbot offering a welcome change of scenery. E1 is clearly marked today. You might not believe me, however, these E1 signs not only making navigation easier but they also have a positive impact on my motivation.
About two thirds into my hike I meet a fairly large, good mooded hiking group from STF, the Swedish touring or hiking association. Wonderful people. A Swedish German teacher (does this make sense? ;) uses the chance to practice some German. Should you read this, it was a pleasure talking to you and if you need a Swiss German speaking long distance hiker talking to your students, drop me a message!
From there until I reach my overnight stay, it's extremely wet terrain with myr, which is fine with me, but also some outright muddy parts. Going is rough, even hard at times. The scenery and vegetation is different. More like around Skorovatn, where I started nearly a month ago. Also a gorge makes for a nice change to the usually flat terrain. Dragoberget, a lovely, bright hut with large windows looks inviting to stay. It is too early to call it a day though. And I don't feel like starting tomorrow with mud bashing. And mud bashing it is on the last 5 kilometers of the day. Hard work. I pass a 327 meters tall antenna and suddenly start feeling uncomfortably dizzy. Not sure if it is the radio waves cooking my brain or the overripe cloudberry I ate a couple of minutes ago. Anyway, if I pass out and fall, with all the mud, at least it will be a soft landing.
Luckily without passing out, I reach the hut. Well, hut an understatement. With electricity, a kitchen and a heated toilet it's a level above a hut. And all this for free. A mom with her daughter made themselves comfortable in the living room, where they have warming fire going, I take the bunk bed in the sleep room. After a quick swim in the cold lake, I have some interesting talk with the two of them, mostly about Swedish food. A very important topic as well.
By 20:00 it is time for the daughter to hit the deck and I also retreat to my room. It's going to be an early start tomorrow. Trying to beat the weather once again.