07. September 2021
Day 95: Life's A Beach
Trönninge Beach to Torekov
33 nights ago... That was the last time I have pitched my tent. It's so long ago, I had to look it up.
To be honest, I didn't really miss it. Especially, once I realize my rain fly is soaking wet. Sand everywhere and high humidity. The little pleasures of camping on or near a beach.
I start early. Initially along a cycling trail before hitting the beach. Now, finally, the happiness, which I was missing yesterday, is here. I enjoy every step along a wild, lonely beach. Unfortunately though, I have to head inland after a couple of kilometers. There's a estuary, which I deem as too dangerous to cross. I'm not even trying.
Soon, I'm back at the beach. With the sun now shining over the dunes, I go for a quick swim in the clear, calm water. Warmer than I thought!
As much as I enjoy beach walking - I find it tiring, even on rather hard pressed sand. Maybe it's the barefoot walking, maybe the sand, even though pretty hard, still moves under my feet. The closer I get to Bastad, the uglier the beach as it's also open for driving. Yet, it's still a beach. I shouldn't complain.
After Bastad, it's road and hiking trail. Hillier, the closer I get to Hovs Hallar, some nice rock formation. Initially, my plan was to camp here in the vindskydd. It's nothing special though and I feel like walking a bit further than the 45 kilometers.
The last 5 or so kilometers are across pasture. Reminds me of the Isle of Man I hiked a couple of years ago.
Before 18:00 I arrive at my hidden vindskydd. In a forest, roughly 50 meters from the beach. Probably to keep it out of sight from the many tourists.
After dinner, it's now time to enjoy the sunset. One of my favorite events while hiking the coast.