holidays in Sweden, Skuleskogen national park (part 6)

As we made our way back south along the Baltic Sea, we stopped at Skuleskogen National Park by the Gulf of Bothnia. The park has several entrances; we chose the southern one and set off on a full-day hike. We started through the forest along the coast, where there were several shelters where you can spend the night. The trail took us all the way to two small islands — even there, we found charming little shelters. It would be amazing to spend the night there someday.

Med vračanjem prozi jugu ob Baltskem morju sva se ustavila v nacionalnem parku Skuleskogen ob Botnijskem zalivu. Park ima več vhodov, midva sva izbrala vhod na južni strani in odšla na celodnevni pohod. Najprej po gozdu ob obali, kjer je bilo kar nekaj bivakov, kjer je možno prenočiti. Pa vse do dveh majhnih otokov, tudi tam so luštni bivaki. Nekoč bi bilo res lepo tam prenočiti.

After that, we climbed steeply over red rocks to reach the higher parts of the park, where we were rewarded with stunning views of the sea. We continued along the famous Höga Kusten (High Coast) trail. Near the way, there’s a canyon, though it’s off-limits to visitors. The views from a bench near the canyon were absolutely breathtaking. We followed a circular route back to the car.

Nato sva se po rdečih skalah precej strmo vzpela na višje ležeče dele in občudovala razgled na morje. Naprej sva nadaljevala po znani poti Höga Kusten (visoka obala). Ob poti je tudi kanjon, v katerega pa ni dovoljeno vstopiti. Razgledi s te klopce so res neverjetni. Po krožni poti sva se vrnila do avta.

For our last night, we camped by a forest lake. Even though we still had a long drive ahead to reach southern Sweden, we took one last walk through the woods before finally getting back on the road in our van.

Še zadnjič sva prespala ob jezeru v gozdu. Čeprav naju je zadnji dan čakalo še ogromno kilometrov vožnje do juga Švedske, sva najprej šla na sprehod po gozdu, šele nato z kombijem na cesto.

The last two photos were taken at the port of Trelleborg, while we waited for the ferry.

Ti zadnji fotki sta nastavi v pristanišču Trelleborg med čakanjem na trajekt.

Although we covered quite a lot of ground, we didn’t keep track of the kilometers this year — not the ones we drove, nor the ones we hiked. Instead, we’ll remember the stunning reflections in the lakes, the blueberries, the wild rivers, and the evenings spent around the campfire.

Čeprav jih je bilo kar veliko, letos kilometrov nisva štela, niti prevoženih, niti prehojenih. Raje se bova spomnila na noro lepe odseve v jezerih, borovnice, divje reke in večere ob ognju pod zvezdicami.