Abisko

I know I am repeating myself, but I feel like a mixed dog, whose father is a wild wolf and whose mother is a husky. I can stand the presence of humans, pull the sledge for them and enjoy the safety what they provide, the food and a warm place to sleep. But when I hear the far howling my heart starts to beat in a different rhythm, I need to go out, I need to explore, I need to go back to the nature, to the wilderness where some of my part belong.
This spring I heard the howling coming from Abisko which is in the north of Sweden.



First day I took the snowshoes and went to the mountain near to Lapporten, it would have been less challenging with crampons and ice axes.

This is how it looked like on the way up.


This was a mountain in the nearby.


and this is the view from the top...



Next day I went on some part of Kungsleden to Karsavaggestugan, which is a small hut 14km far from Abisko.




The weather was beautiful both days, sunshine with a small wind. Both nights we have seen northern-lights. I was wondering what kind beliefs does the Saamis have about them, what is their explanation? Because they look so unbelievable, like some hallucination.
Last day before the train departure I went for a walk on the lake. Although the snowmobiles were driving on it, it was littlebit scary walking on the ice and seeing the dark water and bubbles under it and hearing scratchy sounds. But no swimming that day.


The hostel was excellent with wood heaten sauna and the guests were excellent company and cooks!
The wolf has calmed down and now I am back again pulling the sledge for warm place and food...

Trip to Sweden the funny part

This is funny for Hungarians because kaka means sh!t ;-)