DockstaJune 16, 2017 in Sweden ⋅
Having said yesterday that much of the scenery was similar, today we crossed a striking suspension bridge over a deep fjord. Its red painted metal reminded us a little of the Forth Road Bridge. We were able to park at a rest area overlooking it for lunch.
The road took us close to the sea but we never got to see its full expanse because of the deeply serrated nature of the shoreline and the many headlands and islands extending out into the Gulf. We were also never quite sure whether it was the sea, because there were lakes and sea on both sides as we crossed many smaller bridges.
We hadn't programmed Docksta in to the sat nav but we saw it as we passed and felt compelled to turn around and go back to it. The car park was mainly for the passenger ferry that did island hopping tours a couple of times a day. A wide grassy strip and a low rocky sea wall separated the cars from the shallow water. Although the bay was connected to the open sea, it was bordered with low hills everywhere we could see.
Will went for a quick dip then took the canoe and fishing line and spent a happy few hours floating around. Vicky had been feeling pretty low, so sat out with Poppy (and some chocolate) doing her knitting.
On Will's explorations he had discovered a pier with picnic tables and a wood burner with a grill. Chopped wood was provided so we got some sausages and buns from the little supermarket nearby and had ourselves a BBQ and beer. Vicky was feeling a lot better by this point and even more so as we chatted away on the phone to her brother and our friend Ade.
It is still so light when we go to bed that after Vicky had settled down for some shut eye, Will went out and did some more fishing.Read more