The adventures of Spiderman

Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
Trip End Apr 10, 2011

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Flag of Sweden  , Swedish Lakeland,
Monday, June 14, 2010

We turned off the gps cause we really didn't have a destination in mind. But we really wanted to see the lakelands which lay north of us. This whole country is literally riddled with lakes and ponds. We stopped in a little lake town called Hjo to have a look and parked by a little old marina.
It wasn’t 5 minutes before a strange man knocked on our window as we sat there in the car. We thought he might tell us to move our car but he began to tell us all about steam boats, historical dates about the harbor and its boats. All the while a spider crawled up from his shoulder, up the neck to his ear without him noticing.
He thought it very poignant all the information he gave us and then marched away only to return again a minute later to tell us where we should park for the night. Somehow the spider had returned back to the shoulder and was making its way north to the ear again while he talked. How strange. It’s like a bloody Stephen King novel.

Apart from the creepiness, the information he gave us was pure gold. He mentioned that a certain cove on the Vattern lake is the most beautiful in the area. And he was not lying.

The little cove only several kilometers up from Carlsborg was outstanding. We even found a little stretch of parkland to claim as our own and had an amazing monopoly of the great views.

We went on a big hike around the bays and the countryside where we were lucky enough to see an endangered red squirrel. We were greeted by a strange old couple who had an Australian flag on their deck but spoke not a word of English. But gradually through some miracle of makeshift sign-language, we understood that they were showing us which direction to walk next.

The two days we spent there we had such perfect weather. The sky was blue and the sun shun hot! We sunbaked naked (perhaps a bit too much) and read poetry on the rocks, even tried fishing.
All of our clothes had special treatment as we washed them in the fresh water lake and dried them on the rocks.

Jena had a great old time in the shower, which unfortunately used up the last of the water. Joel’s shower was cut off mid soappage. And he was forced to wade into the glacial cold lake water to rinse. All the while Jena ached with laughter.

Above the van was a small bird box full of chicks.
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