It’s cooler in the
night.
No wind in the
morning that means a thicker cloud of bugs. In addition to the small black
flies, mosquitoes have joined in. Activities around the tent require thorough
strategic planning.
Soon the trail moves
higher up where there is some wind and a break from the insects. Stonechats and
golden plovers announce that they have seen me. Just a few clouds in light blue
sky, one of them looks like a pancake. Easy and enjoyable walking with plenty
of resting stops. Snow-patterned mountains in the horizon with Jiertá mountain in front of them. Sparse slender
birch trees are replaced by thicker forest with globeflowers, buttercups and
cranesbills. I’m approaching Reisa valley, home of Reisaelva.
Going down from the plateau,
the forest is denser and wind weaker. Looks like a blueberry forest with lots
of windings roots to stumble upon. Mosquitoes appear in swarms. They motivate me
to keep on moving, otherwise I’d stay for longer to look around and take
pictures. So, mosquitoes have to be, humans become lazy without them.
There is a narrow
path before Nedrefosshytta where a cable is put on the mountainside for
security. Down by the hut the river has created a small pool. I sit in there
for a while. A fish jumps out of the water to see me better. Less mosquitoes
here than at Ráisjávri.
Going further, all
mosquitoes have come out. I walk in rain jacket holding the ends of the sleeves
so that no-one can enter and bite my fingers off. For every picture I have to
give a few drops of blood though. It’s hot. The river with its clear water is
inviting.
Vuomádatgammen hut
where I planned to stay is full of mosquitoes. They come in from the cracks by
the door faster than I can kill the ones inside. So I pinch my tent outside
where there’s a very beautiful spot for this. All mosquitoes participate in the
action and evening routine. At least now I have a space that I can control.
26,8 km walked today.
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