Everything falls into place while being outdoors. [Abisko to Nikkaluokta – Day 6]

The heaviness of the last day sets in. I don’t really wanna go back but my ankle tell me it’s okay. Six days with a heavy backpack, barefoot shoes, and a summit try was enough for now.  It is crazy how I needed 4 days to actually get into the groove, rhythm, and balance for …

When I sleep in a tent, I feel so much more refreshed. [Abisko to Nikkaluokta – Day 5]

Last night, when I lay awake because of the wind rushing through the trees around me, I felt so deeply grateful and happy to be here. That fascinates me during outdoor trips. When I sleep in a tent, no matter how interrupted and rough my sleep is, I feel so much more refreshed in the …

Being unprepared made me fall in love. [Abisko to Nikkaluokta – Day 4]

I slept well, the wind caressing the night, and my dreams were vivid. I wrap up my stuff, hanging it on all sides of the tent. There’s a herd of reindeer grazing on grasses, forbs, and shrubs on the valley floor. I reach a way sign. The regular path leads to the right to Singi, …

Being uncomfortable slows down time. [Abisko to Nikkaluokta – Day 3]

It is 04:00 am when I decide to end the night. I sit up and try to assess the situation. What a rough night. Wind and strong gusts came from different directions, slapping outer and inner tent against each other. The floor and bottom of the air mattress are completely wet. I have a lake …

I drank from a stream. It tasted like adventure with a hint of moss and ancient ice. [Abisko to Nikkaluokta – Day 2]

I listen to the river rushing down in the valley and the soft rain drops hitting the tent. It’s 3 am. Yesterday was the first time in a long time that I drank directly from a stream. It tasted like adventure with a hint of moss and ancient ice stored up high in the mountain. …