I find it interesting that, while Sweden is generally accepted as having less wildlife than SA, here it is all free to roam whereas in SA the wildlife is mostly in nature reserves or behind other similar bars. I have had the luxury of going to a few wildlife parks while I lived in SA and I was lucky enough to see lots of animals each of the times I visited a wildlife park. But in Sweden I have seen so much wildlife in my own little area. We have deer that wander through our garden and eat the apples that fall from our apple tree. We have seen foxes in our neighbourhood. We have seen squirrels and even one of the few snakes that are in Sweden. We have encountered moose on the country roads. And we know that there are wolves loose in the vicinity, but we haven't seen them.
Sunday, 29 August 2010
Visitor
Saturday, 28 August 2010
Late Summer
We parked near the Furusund Gästhamn and took a walk around. We had some "fika" at the Furusund Gästhamn Café. Sadly, commercially bought pastries, but lovely cappuccino. We sat on the deck watching the yachts and cabin cruisers go by. We also spotted the "Galaxy" making her ponderous way through. We checked out the facilities of the guest harbour too. Nice, clean showers and toilets. Also sauna's for the use of the harbours guests.
After our "fikapaus" we carried on walking around Furusund. We walked past the Furusund Värdshus and down to the Public Dock. We spotted several nice places for picnics. Definitely a place to visit again.
Wednesday, 25 August 2010
So we went sailing
I had an awesome weekend, good friends, good food, good wine. And beautiful scenery. The skärgård is not breathtakingly, heartbreakingly beautiful like the Norwegian Fjords. BUT the skärgård is unaffectedly, inviolately beautiful. It's pristine waters, natural, almost untouched islands are charming. The islands speak of simple life - life at it's barest essentials.
In among the simple summer cottages, open fields and bare islands were spotted the houses of the extremely rich. The ornate, the minimalist, the traditional - all alike ostentatious.
The weekend sailing was a strange mixture of two worlds. The rustic bare essentials and the lap of luxury. Sailing in a yacht is seen as a passtime of the rich, but using outdoor unplumbed toilets is viewed as uncivilised.
Yes, the yacht scared me, especially when we had to do some tacking into the wind. But I loved the simpler joys of spending evenings in a cosy space with good friends, playing simple silly games and chatting over drinks to guttering candles. I enjoyed the simple meals that were cooked over a fire, from simple ingredients that we could through together quickly.
I even went for a swim in the rather cold water. It was so invigorating. Not as cold as I thought - and only slightly salty. Quite strange actually, it looks like lake water (so calm and dark), but it's salty. Not so salty as the real sea though. More like a salt water swimming pool.
I ended the weekend with a desire to see more of the skärgård, but not necessarily under sail. I'll rather choose a snug little cabin cruiser if I have any say in the matter.
Wednesday, 18 August 2010
Time for some pampering
Tuesday, 17 August 2010
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