Or at least northwards in our case.

Back roads again, around Rattvik and through Furudal.

We aren't sure what the square tower on the right is. Perhaps an old style of silo.

In passing Falun we learned that diversification, as the economic fortunes of the 1000 year old copper mine declined towards its close in 1992, led to the production of "Falun Red" paint.

It seems to be used on most wooden buildings away from the larger towns. 

They are driven by post persons delivering and collecting mail.

In various countries we've now seen red, light blue, and yellow postal vans.

Perhaps the main reason for our trip has really been to study the world's post office colours.

Our road north of Furudal has followed the river.

We stopped at what looked like someone's favourite fishing hole. Level ground, camp fire, and basic loo.

As far as we know there's nothing particularly special about the river. Just one of those nice places to be and the villages are becoming fewer and further between.

That's an old camp fireplace beside the Tardis. If it looks like a campsite .... 

Not like an Aussie (or lots of other countries) campsite. There are no cans, bottles, or other unburned things left in the fire. Or any litter anywhere. There's a bit of plastic covering some dry firewood.

We were passed by an empty logging truck on the "main" road. This was off a side road.

I went for a bit of an explore and the driver of a car stopped for a chat.

Another 24 hours before the next car. Nothing the day after.

Apart from the obvious attraction of fishing there's lots of evidence of logging.

There are various signs and arrows around the place. Must be a good cross country run for snow scooters.

There are no weight limit signs but the bridge looks a bit light for our truck. There's only one 25mm suspension wire each side holding it up. And we have no need to cross it.

It looks about landcruiser size.

The water is very clear, though tinged brown from tannins.

The sand is pinkish from the granite.

After the logging there seems to have been a storm that had a few trees fall over. The roots were in sand with rounded stones.

The north facing side of this hill was covered with mosses and lichens.

Its very finely divided and looks a bit like coral. Or to a metallurgist like crystal dendrites.

Its also very dry and brittle. Easily damaged and looks like it takes a long time to grow.

Time to think.

Just to make sure .... this is a pine. It has two (or more but not in this case) needles from one node.

We're sure that the importance of such vital information will emerge in the fullness of time.

There are also aspens (which reproduce vegetatively, like strawberries with runners) and silver birch trees, which look similar to our untrained eyes.

Perhaps the weather, max temperature about 25 degrees C, min about 10, helps!

Beyond the bridge is a tributary to "our" river. After two nights we "own" the campsite.

That left side (yes, I know, true right) looks suspiciously man made.

It seems most of the rivers have been used for transporting logs at some time.

Rarely have I been in a place so still for so long. Such a large expanse of still water is unusual to us. To have the camera handy is a bonus.

Plus the start of a day catching up the blog!

Part of the reason for wanting new spectacles was suffering from an increase in headaches. So far so good. At least manageable.

I've been pondering how the birds know when to be quiet and when to launch forth with the dawn chorus, when the sun hardly sets.

Is there a dawn chorus at the Arctic Circle - or are the birds clever enough to avoid such a place? I wonder if there are birds at all.

The "storm" arrived in the afternoon .... and lasted at least 15 minutes with three drops of rain and a bit of wind..

The colours on the jigsaw attracted some bees but only one of us was stung .... me! A mad scramble for the Soov that we haven't needed for a year. Experience says put it on as soon as possible .. it works.

A couple of hours to reseat a bit of polyurethane associated with how the sub-frame is attached to the chassis. I haven't a clue how it moved but it did and now its back where it belongs.

Tightened a few bolts and nuts. And checked the springs. Unfortunately the soggy right front spring hasn't magically fixed itself.

After a thorough inspection I concluded that Tardis is in good shape. No more broken tank straps or other miscellaneous stuff.

Decision made. We'll stay another day. I'll fix a minor water leak and do a couple of electrical checks.

Google to find and translate Lidl Sweden. Store finder to find Falun. gps to find the store. Eyes, and a binary search, to find cheese in the fridge. Whatever happened to asking the way?

Slicing it up to fit in bags to fit in the fridge drawers.

And crisp bread is easier to find than loaves.

Domestic chores, like cleaning the cook top, washing, etc., all done.

Shorts weather again!

Ali reading.

Being Sunday we heard a couple of vehicles on the "main" road, and a car that drove to the bridge and returned.

Monday, and we'll leave it as we found it after our pleasant sojourn.