Day 17/19 (2023 Summer Biketrip)
Intro: in the summer of 2023 I did a 1.614 km (1.000 miles) long biketour in Denmark and a bit of Sweden. I wanted to ride on a couple of old railroad-tracks, now converted into bike trails.
It took me 19 days in the sadle and it was a great adventure !
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Sunday 23rd of July 2023
I left Råbacka Camping at 9:00 AM, and I won’t miss it — there were a bunch of drunk Swedes making way too much noise last night. I paid 350 SEK at the exit.
Everyone had been saying it was going to rain a lot today — bummer. But I actually managed to ride about 40 km before the rain came. That was fine. I put on my thin rain jacket and kept going. It helps keep the cold off my arms and chest while cycling.
At one point I stopped by a forest where there was a building with some toilets. I wanted to get some water, so I emptied my bottle and refilled it.
I noticed that the hand dryer they had installed was plugged into a 220V socket — one that could be unplugged. So I went ahead and did just that and used the outlet to charge my powerbank. That gave me a good excuse to spend an hour writing notes and posting a Facebook update — I’m usually a day behind anyway.
I see so much during a full day in the saddle. So much nature, constantly changing, yet always beautiful and interesting. So many beautiful houses and gardens.
I passed by a couple of harbor festivals. Even though the rain was doing its best to ruin people’s moods, it was nice to see that it wasn’t working.
My plan was to cycle 100 km today, so I’d only have 200 km left to Gothenburg. Once I reached my goal, I started looking for a forest where I could set up my tent unnoticed.
I found one with a path leading quite a ways up into the woods — a very narrow and steep trail. It definitely wasn’t meant for someone dragging a fully loaded bike up, but I managed. Neither the mosquitoes nor the rain could stop me, and suddenly, I reached a clearing at the top — it turned out to be a Bronze Age burial mound. The view over the ocean was incredible!
But camping right there probably wouldn’t have been the most respectful thing to do. So I continued down the other side and found a more suitable spot — there was a tree that provided decent shelter from the rain, making it a good place to set up my tent. Setting up camp in direct rain is no fun.
I pitched my tent at 5:45 PM after riding 114 km.
Travel info
| Metric | |
|---|---|
| Start time | 09.00 |
| Arriving time | 17.45 |
| Time (moving) | 6:32:38 (h:mm:ss) |
| Distance | 114.15 km |
| Speed (avg.) | 17,4 km/h |
| Elevation (gain) | 562 meters |
| Calories burned | 3.685 |
| Camp site | Close to Vårhögen in Enets naturreservat |
| Battery left (gps) | Don’t know |
Dag 17 – Søndag d. 23. Juli 2023.
Jeg forlod Råbacka camping kl. 9.00 og jeg kommer ikke til at savne det: der var en masse fulde svenskere i nat der larmede en tand for meget. Jeg betalte 350,- sek ved udgangen.
Alle havde talt om at det skulle regne meget idag – øv. Men jeg nåede faktisk ca. 40 km inden jeg blev ramt af regnen. Det var jo sådan set ok. Jeg tog min tynde regnfrakke på og cyklede videre. Den tager lige kulden på mine arme og brystkassen når jeg cykler.
Jeg stoppede på et tidspunkt ved skoven hvor der var en bygning med nogle toiletter. Jeg ville lige have noget vand, så jeg fik tømt flasken og fyldte den igen.
Jeg opdagede at den håndtørremaskine de havde monteret var sat i et 220 v stik, som man kunne hive ud – så det gjorde jeg da lige og fik min powerbank til at lade. Så kunne jeg passende bruge en times tid på at skrive noter og poste en fb update – jeg er jo alligevel en dag bagud det meste af tiden.
Jeg ser så meget på en hel dag i sadlen. Så meget natur, der hele tiden forandrer sig, men konstant er flot og interessant. Så mange flotte huse og haver.
Jeg kom forbi et par havnefester. Selvom regnen gjorde sit for at ødelække folks gode humør, kunne jeg da heldigvis se at det ikke var tilfældet.
Min plan var at cykle 100 km idag. Så vil der kun være 200 km tilbage til Göteborg.
Da jeg havde nået mit mål ledte jeg efter noget skov hvor jeg uset kunne slå mit telt op.
Jeg fandt en skov der havde en sti, der ledte mig et ret langt stykke opad i skoven, på en meget smal og stejl sti. Det var vist slet ikke meningen at man skulle komme slæbende med en cykel med oppakning lige her – men det gik, hverken myggene eller regnen fik stoppet mig og lige pludselig var jeg på toppen i en lysning – det viste sig at være en gravhøj fra Broncealderen. Der var en kanon udsigt ud over havet!
Men det ville jo nok ikke være god stil at slå mit telt op lige der. Jeg gik ned på den anden side og fandt sted der var mere egnet: der var et træ der gav rimelig ly for regnen til at jeg godt ville opsætte mit telt der. At sætte telt op i direkte regnvejr er ikke sjovt.
Jeg slog teltet op kl 17.45 efter 114 km.
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