We went down to an old fishing village the day before I drove home again. We had decided to eat lunch in a restaurant they have there. It was surprisingly much like the fishing villages we have on the west coast. Small houses close to each other.

We all agreed that it would be fantastic to have a small cottage like this, but that they were to close to each other. The next door neighbour could probably hear if one farted in ones own house even if all doors and windows were closed :-)

There were some souvenire shops and shops where they sold hand made sweaters, tablecloths, jewelry and other things. But the prices were sky high. I know how much hard work it is to make all these things by hand and that they are worth every penny they get for them. But I still think it is to much to pay 330 swedish kronor ( around 43 US dollars) for a pair of mittens. Okey, they were high quality mittens, but still.

This bay was almost totally closed. It had only one way that the boats could come in and out of it, so it must be a perfect harbour in stormy weather. For me from the west coast this water is a bit salter than freshwater, but here they think it´s really salt :-) In the water they can catch both fresh and saltwater fishes.

The only way out is on the other side of the bay, way behind this white boat Yoy can see by the bridge.I think one has to know that it´s there to see it :-)

When we sat at the restaurant eating there came a boat with a family in it. It´s always fun to look at people trying to moor the boat when they are very unsure how to do it :-) I think I still can do it in five minutes, even if I haven´t been on a boat for over fifteen years. For theese poor people it took almost twenty minutes and during that time everyone in that restaurant had a good time watching them :-)

I ordered the restaurants special. Five different fishe, smoked or fried. I can tell You that it was delicious!

I stopped beside the river just near my friends home to take a picture. When I first saw the river I thought it was a lake. The further north one drives in Sweden, the bigger the rivers become.

The day after it was time to drive home again. Since I had come through the wood on a shortcut I had no idea how to drive back the same way I came. So I had to get out to the highway and drive there for a long time until I could find my way back to the smaller roads again. I was lucky to find the way home on the road I had missed on my way up north. Finally the road was winding and there were some old fashioned cafés on the way.

Finally one of those winding roads I´ve been looking for on my trip.

Unfortunally no place accepted cards as payment. The card machine is expensive to have and would probably take all the profit they made during the day. It was the same with the small shops too. But I had a pleasant journy anyway.

One of the lakes i drove by on the last miles home. Finally I had found the winding roads I´ve been hoping for on my trip. Funny that they were so close to home :-)

It was a nice trip, but now I have to finish my pond and paint my cottage before doing anything else. My first week of vacation has passed and now I only have three more left. Times just flies away. But we´re going to have lousy waether today too the say, so it´ll be just lots of tea and reading I think :-)

Have a great day now!