Vuomajauri, Gaskavaggi

Another wet night. Dew is dripping from my inner tent. Sleeping bag wet on the outside. I’ll have a slow start I just decided. Despite everything.

Those shoes I chose this time are not the right ones for me (Altra Lone Peak). After 20km my arches and heels hurt like crazy, this way it’s almost impossible to do a lot more than 25. And that’s the minimum I calculated with food wise. I’d love to be able to do more so I have more flexibility in choosing camp spots. Then I wouldn’t get soaked every time.

Also weather forecast looks horrible and I’m really worried. I might have to give up and not even reach Abisko.
But for now the sun is shining and I’ll take it slow so maybe some stuff gets a chance to dry up a little.

Met some people I joined for a while. A German couple who come up here for ages. Had some nice talks. At Vuomahyttan I said goodbye and set on for the next pass over to Gaskavaggi. Weather got worse. Cloudy, windy and even a slight drizzle at times. That pass was terrible. It’s this kind of thing where you think “ah, back there is the top” and once you’re there you see it’s yet another eternity away. And this repeats at least five times until you either scream or just cry. The way down was no better to say the least. All of that over kilometers and kilometers of scree.

My feet are sore, my legs burn. I stop at the first good opportunity just before the final descend into the valley to avoid another wet and cold night. All good.Read more