Fjällvandra sarek
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I turned and rushed down.
I went back the same route I had climbed until I could take a turn toward Lake Bierikjávrre. River Vuojnesjågåsj was shallow, I didn't take my hiking boots off to cross the stream. The ruggedly beautiful Sarek is the oldest national park in Europe, and it is often called the last great wilderness of the North.
It felt so great to walk alone in wilderness.
Water level was low in River Buovdajågåsj. The water level was close to her bottom and it took a long time to manage the wide meander. I had hiked faster than planned on Kungsleden in order to reach Sarektjåhkkå when it was not raining. The normal crossing spot was horrible: so much grey water roaring down from a waterfall and forward to the next waterfall.
The ground was very wet after the rain.
I reached the saddle of Vuojnestjåhkkå.
My route in Sarek was Suorva – Bron – Pielastugan – Rapadalen – Skierfe – Saltoluokta.
I started looking for the crossing of River Bielajåhkå. I was too tired for photography, but the starry night will stay in my memories for a long time.
Sunset on Skierfe – making dreams come true
The beautiful warm and sunny weather still continued. I also found fresh water after the glacier streams, it would have been wise to carry more water on a hot day.
The first stream was easy, water reached to my calf, and the rocks were small. It's hard to believe how much variation there can be in weather in just two weeks hike in mountaineous wilderness! And it was raining. I wandered around, looked at suitable fords, but couldn't decide where to go. Vi kommer under turens gång snirkla oss fram genom dalgångar, vada över otaliga jokkar, klättra upp längs branter och se ut över storslagna bergsmassiv.
In the morning, low clouds and fog came from the valley and covered everything in white. I thought about my long solo hiking adventure. Then I saw some happening downstream.