Nothussundet to Stjernfors
Rain. A lot of rain. It's pouring down the whole night. Also when it's getting bright, the rain is still heavy. No way I go out there right now. I rather stay in my cozy shelter, listening to another chapter of my audio book.
By seven, I make the decision to leave at latest by nine. Otherwise I might not make it to Kopparberg.
However, shortly after that, the rain slowly but surely is becoming lighter. I start packing and by the time I'm ready to leave, it's actually just some droplets falling out of the sky. Good timing.
After 20 hours in my vindskydd, it's time to say goodbye. It did a great job in keeping my dry.
The day starts with a bit of roadwalk (I opt again for the parallel running road instead of the hiking path) before I make a hard right turn into Bergslagsleden, a trail which I will follow for nearly 300km. Hiking on the well defined trail is mostly fairly pleasant, despite it's partly submerged and some bridges actually floating. Crossing them is a fairly wobbly thing that is actually quite fun and something different. By the time I reach Finngruva, it's already 15:00, the rain has stopped completely. At Finngruva, an old mining site, I leave Bergslagsleden and drop into Kopparberg for resupply. The town and its inhabitants look fairly run down. I first thought of changing into clean clothes before heading into the supermarket. However, looking at the people going in and out of the store, I won't stand out too much.
Further up north, I left my backpack outside, sometimes even charged my phone somewhere in the shop while shopping. Here, well, I wouldn't feel comfortable doing it. In fact I even take my hiking poles with me. Kinda sad but I've left the "safe" world from norther Scandinavia.
Shopping is a quick and easy undertaking as I only need food for 2 days. Without wasting too much time, I leave the town again. The last 6 kilometers to my vindskydd in Stjernfors are tough kilometers. But I make it. Just before seven, I arrive at the vindskydd. Again a nice location right next to a tiny sand beach.
I'm going through my usual routine: eating and a short dip into the lake before I crawl into my warm sleeping bag, getting ready for the night.