Longwood - Martins hut

Efter en kold nat skulle teltet pakkes sammen i regnvejr og tåge, og vi vidste allerede på det tidspunkt, at det ville blive en meget lang dag, men vi vidste ikke, hvor slemt mudderet ville blive.

Kort tid efter vi var startet, begyndte Longwood at vise sig fra sin mere mudrede side. Samtidig begyndte det at regne mere, og så snart vi gik i et åbent stykke, blev vi gennemblæst af vinden. Det var mentalt og fysisk den hårdeste dag, jeg har haft på turen indtil videre. Undervejs fandt vi heldigvis nogle øjeblikke, hvor vi kunne grine af hinanden, da det hele var håbløst, og vi begge frøs utrolig meget, hvilket de 7 grader ikke hjalp meget på. Vi var ikke i tvivl om, hvornår vi havde passeret de tre kilometer mudder, som skulle være de værste, da det blev mindre dybt.

Svea gik den sidste kilometer i forvejen, da jeg var helt tom for energi. Pludselig kunne jeg lugte røg og vidste, at hytten nærmede sig, og at Svea havde fået gang i et bål, hvilket var yderst tiltrængt. Efter to timer ankom nogle andre vandrere, som havde kunnet lugte røgen fra bålet på afstand, og som var meget taknemlige for det! Vi endte med at sove syv personer i en lille firemandshytte, hvor dem på gulvet holdt gang i bålet i løbet af natten.

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After a cold night, we had to pack up the tent in rain and fog, and we already knew at that point that it would be a very long day, but we had no idea how bad the mud would get.

Shortly after we started, Longwood began to show its muddier side. At the same time, the rain intensified, and whenever we crossed an open section, we were blasted by the wind. It was mentally and physically the hardest day I’ve had on the trail so far. Along the way, we fortunately found moments where we could laugh at each other, because the whole situation felt hopeless, and we were both freezing - something the 7 degrees certainly didn’t help with. We had no doubt when we had passed the three kilometres of mud that were supposed to be the worst, as it finally became less deep.

Svea walked the last kilometre ahead of me, as I was completely out of energy. Suddenly, I could smell smoke and knew that the hut was close and that Svea had managed to get a fire going, which was incredibly needed. Two hours later, some other hikers arrived, who had been able to smell the smoke from the fire from a distance and were very grateful for it! In the end, seven of us slept in a small four-person hut, with those on the floor keeping the fire going throughout the night.Læs mere