Stora Koviken restplace beside VätternSeptember 7, 2017 in Sweden
Leaving Nora where we'd stayed for the last 3 nights, we put diesel in the tank and started south in search of van facilities. After 6 weeks in Sweden we'd given up hope of seeing wild Elk, but as is often the case, now that we'd stopped looking, we passed two of the huge beasts munching away happily in a field of wheat, beside the dual carriageway! We only saw them for a moment but it was exciting all the same!
As we travelled and when we pulled in to our overnight restplace, signs that summer was over and autumn had arrived, availed us. Grass verges sported all sorts of brown, red, orange and cream coloured mushrooms, the forest floor was in full fungal bloom. Bracken whose green fronds had previously blended in to other foliage now stood out in gold and brown. The Silver Birches were the first to turn, their yellow leaves now glowing against the fading green of other deciduous trees. Orange red Rowan berries added warm splashes of colour to the canopy layer. We had the heating on most mornings now and outside white steam puffed from the vent, highlighted by the low rays of the sun that rose just before Vicky did.
Stora Koviken restplace wasn't large but it had paths leading down over the carpet of pine needles to the rocky shore of Vättern Lake, the second largest in Sweden. We'd visited Vättern on our journey northwards back in June but had chosen to travel down along the less populated western side this time. Our vantage point was at the head of a U-shaped cove in which an island stood. The water was clear but cold enough for Will to don his wetsuit when he snorkeled out to and around the island. The cove lent the charm of a smaller lake to the vast expanse of water we knew lay beyond it, stetching out right to the horizon. Most of the time we were the only ones there and down on the bank it was very peaceful. We spent 2 nights here and Vicky edited a video and knitted while Will fished. He didn't catch anything but one of the nights we did enjoy the grilled Mackerel he'd caught and frozen in Norway.Read more