Dinner last night was cowboy food. Corned beef, canned tomatoes and beans. Beef and bean porridge. Not elegant but honestly tasty. Breakfast is the same. I made a lot. I took nothing off the bike so get away is early. Moens Klint to the Olesund bridge in gentle morning sunshine. Uneventfull thankfully. I know these roads and by German or British standards they are not busy. The bridge is truly awesome. 17 miles of engineering genius and not a body in sight. Have you seen the Danish/Swedish drama? Dark and very Scandinavian. The toll is 21 euros well spent. Malmo and north onto the long straight highway to Jonkoping. It takes all day but it is not hard. 4 pm into Fagerhult and returning touches my heart at last. Picking my way through the village to find Roland's place. The understanding is that I am staying with Roland for the summer. Does he know this? Is he home. Plan B is one night with Ernst and Laila in Bankeryd, ready to leave for Gotland.
The track down into the forest is steep and deep with gravel. Not easy for a big girl like Elsa. She fish tails alarmingly as we descend. If I meet a car coming the other way, I will drop her. That is for sure. I can't stop on this stuff ant this angle of decent. At last Roland's place amongst the pine trees. Roland is outside next to his truck. I get a smile from the big guy. He was not expecting me for five more days, but no problem. Roland's place is a project like my place, so I feel right at home. I'm exchanging some of my labour for a bed. I like this way of living.
The evening I ride over to Bankeryd for an hour with Ernst. Plans for tomorrow include a 06:15 start. Apparently each day has two 6 o clocks! Back to Roland's to sort my shit out and get to bed.
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