It has been a lot of climbing latly, good for the technique and for the strength. Hopefully it will be some Days hanging outdoor on the Cliffs.

Todays story will be about a tour in Harjedalsfjallen. It is a early March morning. I put on my tour-skies at the bridge over Ljusnan. The weather is ok, a bit cold and cloudy. but almost no wind. The plan is to go the whole way to Helags. The distance is almost 30km. After 15km i am passing Faltjagarstugan, I stay for cooking some lunch. The view from the cabin is fantastic. When the body is loaded with new carbonates it is time to move on. The weather is getting better, and I got a bit sun on my way to Helags. After totally five hours of skiing I reach the mountain station, I get my bed. I will eat the dinner they serve at the mountain station, and early next morning get up for a peak tour to the Helags peak. This day the weather is even better, the sun is on its way up. The snow is crispy from the Cold of the night. The first twenty minutes I go without skins, but then the elevation make me lose the grip. After a short stop, the skins is on. I keep up in good speed, and after Another twenty minutes I can see two other skiiers. At this early time I thought I was lonely. Soon I reach then, and it is two ski-alpinists. With my tour Equipment, I pass them with a smile. The two Young dudes with the special light equipment is left behind. After reaching the peak, I turn South and then follows the trail back to Faltjagarcabin. In late evening I reach the cabin, and the view in the dawn is even more fantastic than the day Before…I start to make myself a dinner. I am the only guest at the cabin. I Think to myself that it will be a calm evening. But at nine a Clock a couple open the door and they will be spending the night in the cabin. We have a long nice talk about Svalbard were they have been. After a long talk a fall asleep. Early, early next morning I make a short fast breakfast, and put on my clothes. The morning air is Cold, the body a bit stiff. I put on my skies and heading towards to Ramundberget. I Always get a feeling of sadness while leaving the Mountains. I got the feeling the whole way trought the trail including Slanggungan. A funny but understandable name, fast and with a lot of curves…

See you soon…