The sun came out and my feet started to itch. Time to ride the bike. Temperatures reached 22C or so I think, and almost a clear blue sky, for most of the day anyway. I'm writing this with a small Jagermeister at my elbow. Just the one. The windows are open to let a breeze in. No chance. It is utterly calm.
Lake Vattern is a big lake. Circumnavigating it for a day seemed a good idea. I set off south to Jonkoping and got the city section at the head of the lake out of the way. Then Jane and I argued as she tried repeatedly to get me onto the highway. Elsa and I were having none of it and pootled alonge the lake shore road to just north of Granna. It's a tourist destination with a ferry across to the large island in the middle of the lake. For the morning we explored every nook and cranny ignoring Janes "turn around when possible", and a slightly truculant "Recalculating!". The lake is 190 miles around. Something I didn't know before setting out. Jane could have told me, but I didn't ask. For the most part it is stunningly beautiful and unspoilt. Very clean and with great little cafe's ad lakeside restaurants. The day passed more quickly than the miles, and what was an AM dawdle, became a PM push to eat miles in time for tea. Getting tired and hot with Motala under my belt, including waiting at the barriers while four sailing boats (yaghts. I almost forgot) floated through on their way to Gothenburg I imagine. Down the west shore and through Karlsborg, which is picturesque, and on finally to revisit Hjo again. This time for petrol and a carton of milk. Life in the fast lane.
Back to base, feet up, pot on. Nice cup of tea to finish the day. Apart from meeting Ernst and Lars to agree my departure day. Mmm. Maybe something I said. I am optomistic because Swedish friends have not yet organised my leaving party :-)
If this sounds like a slow news day. It is, and I'm very pleased with that. It is just what the doctor ordered. More sunshine tomorrow please.
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