We are in that strange limbo where we are coming to the end of our stay in a country before travelling on to the next. There aren't many kilometers to go to the short ferry hop that will take us from Sweden to Denmark and so we are whiling away our time, soaking in the essence of Sweden; lakes countryside and forest.
Today we pulled in at a layby opposite riding stables, bringing back happy memories of our time at Jan-Ols Gården. The layby was adjacent to a woodland where space had been cleared for a couple of wooden picnic benches. There were trails leading off in the direction of Lake Vättern which, although we couldn't see it, we knew to be on the other side of the trees. On today's drive we'd seen snippets of the lake when the forest had been kept at bay and when buildings weren't in the way. It is becoming gradually more densely populated as we head further south. When the heavy rain stopped we each went out to explore the paths which, to our disappointment we found to be 'poo paths' people had used to get to a place they could go to the toilet, leaving off-white tissues strewn at the sides. What a shame. We tried to forget about them when we were back in the van looking out on the beautiful autumn woodland and succeded most of the time.Read more