Rikard and I went out into the countryside on our bikes today. We cycled eastwards towards the town/village of Södra Sandby passing The King's Land (Kungsmarken), The Sularp Marsh (Sularpskärre) and the Valley of the Bird's Song (Fågelsongsdalen) all being natural reserves, then passing by Billbjer for a quick retreat home through rain and thunder.Vi hade mycket trevligt och det var underbart att vara ute i naturen denna sensommardag. The King's Land ¨was a bit of a dissapointment as the footpath hardly qualified as one due to it seldom being used. We missed it as we walked past since it was so overgrown. There were mostly golfers around. We started scetching plans of how to force nature and define the fotpath - just out of principle.
We didn't stop at the Sularp Marshes this time wanting to walk along the Vally of the Bird's Song. Unfortunately our sens of direction seemed to have been off on its holiday and we took a couple of wrong turns. It started fine and it was lovely walking along the brook and looking at geological profiles. Then something happened - we both thought it was possible to walk round the area in a circular way. It was possible but only if one didn't follow te footpaths properly... at all. We walk across steep pasture areas were I'm pretty sure only sheep tend to walk. There was high grass, there were nettles (that pricked) and droppings mostly. I wasn't really dressed for the terraine and my white canvas sneakers were somewhat battered from the experience and my calves were stinging from the nettles. Finially we found a way across the brook back to civilisation (i e muddy footpaths). Just before our wild adventure in the bush we stopped on a small wooden bridge and ate small, sweet plums I'd boughth at the market earlier. Lovely.
We had brought packed lunches (small ones) and decided on eating them by the small lake in Billebjer a short distance from where we were. It was wonderfully peaceful and we ate or tasty sandwiches and sipped on our hot beverages in the grass. Then we heard thunder. We couldn't be bothered to get stressed so we didn't hurry to leave until we feelt some rain. Fortunately I had brought my rain gear and a baseball cap som I hardly suffer (except for my shoes a bit). I did notice how long it's been since I bycicled regularelly - by bottom started hurting and feeling very stiff. Rikard had brought a blue rain poncho which wasn't really meent for cycling and helooked like a blue ghost as he speed forwrd home. A very nice day indeed despite (maybe slightly because) our small misadventures. The Swedish countryside is fantasticlly beatiful.
We didn't stop at the Sularp Marshes this time wanting to walk along the Vally of the Bird's Song. Unfortunately our sens of direction seemed to have been off on its holiday and we took a couple of wrong turns. It started fine and it was lovely walking along the brook and looking at geological profiles. Then something happened - we both thought it was possible to walk round the area in a circular way. It was possible but only if one didn't follow te footpaths properly... at all. We walk across steep pasture areas were I'm pretty sure only sheep tend to walk. There was high grass, there were nettles (that pricked) and droppings mostly. I wasn't really dressed for the terraine and my white canvas sneakers were somewhat battered from the experience and my calves were stinging from the nettles. Finially we found a way across the brook back to civilisation (i e muddy footpaths). Just before our wild adventure in the bush we stopped on a small wooden bridge and ate small, sweet plums I'd boughth at the market earlier. Lovely.
We had brought packed lunches (small ones) and decided on eating them by the small lake in Billebjer a short distance from where we were. It was wonderfully peaceful and we ate or tasty sandwiches and sipped on our hot beverages in the grass. Then we heard thunder. We couldn't be bothered to get stressed so we didn't hurry to leave until we feelt some rain. Fortunately I had brought my rain gear and a baseball cap som I hardly suffer (except for my shoes a bit). I did notice how long it's been since I bycicled regularelly - by bottom started hurting and feeling very stiff. Rikard had brought a blue rain poncho which wasn't really meent for cycling and helooked like a blue ghost as he speed forwrd home. A very nice day indeed despite (maybe slightly because) our small misadventures. The Swedish countryside is fantasticlly beatiful.
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