Day 6. Saltolukta to Sitojaure.
It was a still muggy morning as I wandered round the Fjällstation complex trying to find the right path that I needed for the climb up through the birch trees.
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| Clearly labeled when I found it |
The sun did come out occasionally but there were a few showers, one with thunder.
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| Misty morning |
The views back to the lake and the hills around were stunning and when the wind picked up a bit it was possible to stop and look without getting eaten by mosquitoes.
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| The view back from above the treeline |
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| Dramatic hills |
There was a small emergency shelter nearly half way along this section and like all the cabins and huts that I've seen in Sweden it was immaculately clean and tidy.
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| The path goes ever on |
The thunder shower crept up behind and caught me when I was almost at todays highest point and my trousers were soaked before I could even think about taking out the over trousers. At least they dried when it passed.
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| And on and on |
I saw the next shower coming and got the trousers on but it was hardly worth it.
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| A glimpse of the destination |
The next lake to cross soon came into view and there was an easy descent to the begining of the birch trees followed by a slightly rockier path down to the Fjällstuga.
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| Sitojaure Fjällstuga |
From here there is a ferry crossing, with no rowing boats, at either 5pm or 8 am. With uncertain camping the other side I thought that the afternoon crossing was too late so decided to stay where I was.
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| Nearly perfect campsite |
There seemed to be nearly as many mosquitoes in the cabin as there were outside and as there was a nice grassy area to camp on I thought I'd take a chance, pitched the tent, threw my rucksack inside and retired to the kitchen in the Fjällstuga to drink tea, talk to the few people there and kill mosquitoes.
19.3k walked
425m ascent
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