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  2. A day in which no miles are hiked.

Entering the park

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written Aug 14, 2020 @ 9:13 pm after hiking 21.80 miles

Holy cow, so many mosquitoes. I'm really glad that I bought this hat, and that I figured out a good sleep system with it the past few nights. Anyway, up and at 'em -- time to find this trail.


No time to be standing around gawking at sunrises!

After a decent amount of trail-blazing, I found the "trail." It's not really so much a trail as a scavenger hunt with a series of connect-the-dot rock cairns. I don't know if this is supposed to be a people trail or what, but I'm following some horse-tracks, so maybe that's what it's for? Alternatively, maybe it's a winter trail that Gaia GPS has mislabeled? Either way, it's not too bad so I'll just keep following it.


The, er, "trail"

At one point, I was looking off into the distance and I saw a whole ridge entirely covered with snow. I'd heard that this area of the country got a lot of snow this winter but, like, it's the middle of August so I should be fine, right? I'll have to ask at the next couple of cabins to see if anyone knows anything about what I'm walking towards.

Speaking of which, I eventually arrived at an established trail and finally entered the actual national park!



I reached the cabin, Mårbu. I'm not stopping here, but I was hoping to grab some lunch. Due to COVID-19, they've closed to day visitors and are not selling prepared food, but I still bought myself a hiker lunch -- a bag of chips and a Sprite. I think that the main reason I enjoy hiking is because I get to just eat absolute garbage, day in and day out.


Yes, this counts as a lunch.

The guy working at the cabin didn't know anything about the snow, so I just thanked him for his time and hiked on. We'll see what we see, I guess! However, the trail opened up and it was just a proper hike. There wasn't a cloud in the sky all day, and that made me very very very glad that I'd purchased that hat!


Bluebird days

Eventually, I reached my next cabin: Rauhelleren. The crew here had a much more-established operation. Not only did they know about the trail conditions (snow), but they knew about the weather, and they also sold me a cooked dinner! As much as I love my dry ramen, it's nice to get some fresh food once in a while.


One of my courses

I hike on about 100m and set up my tent just outside of their pasture. I think I'll go back in the morning for a last-minute weather check & restroom visit.


It's hard to get more scenic than this.