I started my hike in the very last start group on Sunday, at 1 pm. I didn't plan my stops beforehand, but I knew I wanted to arrive in Abisko on Thursday. It seemed appropriate to finish on my birthday, arriving seemed like a great way to celebrate. Plus in Abisko I could get a... Continue Reading →
When we set of on our trip of a lifetime we packed everything we would own for the next year into our panniers. It didn't worry me to pack light, it almost felt like a relief. We had carefully selected each and every item in those panniers and would grow to love, or hate, them in the... Continue Reading →
When I started hiking the Wales Coast Path I was clueless, to put it lightly. I had never hiked or trekked before and was learning everything on the go. I am grateful for all the people who helped me along the way, without them I would never have gotten so far. For me the possibility... Continue Reading →
During our trip of a lifetime we tried to free camp as much as possible. This has some big advantages, but also some occasional downsides. In this particular case we were in for a rude awakening and some morning exercise. In Sweden free camping is allowed and generally accepted. The Swedes refer to is as... Continue Reading →
Everyone who ever packed a bag for a hike or backpacking trip knows the pain and joy of packing. I must have packed, re-packed and packed again for about 15 times before I was satisfied. As I explained previously, I left for my first hike in kind of a rush. It's not as if I... Continue Reading →
In life in general, but especially when trekking, a small adjustment can make a big difference. In this particular case a visit to a friend and a helping hand saved our trip. One of the first mini goals on 'our trip of a lifetime' was to reach the house of a longtime friend of mine. Even though... Continue Reading →
On the 15th of June 2014 my boyfriend and I got on our bikes and started what is our biggest adventure so far.
This story goes to show what a small world we live in. While I was hiking the Wales Coast Path I often relied on strangers to drive me into town or back out on the trail, as most of the towns were more inland. I can’t remember all of those rides, but one in particular... Continue Reading →
My boyfriend took me on a weekend getaway to les Hautes Fagnes. It was one of those perfect little escapes from our daily life. This time everything went wrong, only so it could go perfectly right. Bear with me I’ll explain just what I mean by this. Packing my bag I was thinking about the... Continue Reading →
After checking in my luggage and saying my goodbyes. I started wandering around the airport. I was early, I am always early. I was browsing the book store when I heard a familiar name on the speakers.
I was mindlessly surfing the internet when I came across a Facebook post that made my heart race and seemed to call out my name.
As I explained in 'Why I started hiking' and 'Confession: I didn't train for my hike', I didn't finish the whole path but I never mentioned how far I actually got. I think it is about time I shared a bit more details. I started hiking in Chester, a lively city near the border of Wales.... Continue Reading →
I decided to start that first hike on a whim. It was the best decision I could have made at the time, but besides a five kilometer walk to my grandparents, I didn't get to doing any training. When I started the Wales Coast Path I had never hiked for longer than two hours, didn't... Continue Reading →
It's a question I got asked time and time again. Friends and family asked it before I left and sometimes even when I got back. Countless strangers along the way looked at me a bit puzzled and they all asked the same question: why? It took me a while to figure out what the true... Continue Reading →