I woke to find that I couldn’t open my right eye properly, and that it looked like this:

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Despite my best efforts at tracking down and squishing any mosquitoes that made it in to the cottage, I’d obviously failed, and one of the little fockers had bitten me on the eyelid in the night. We adore Sweden, and definitely want to go back, but it’ll be during the Spring, Autumn or Winter next time – when all the mozzies are dead!

After applying liberal amounts of anti-histamine cream we decided to climb some more of the local hills, in the hope that the breeze would keep the mozzies away from me. They seem to prefer my blood to Rich’s, possibly because he’s having chemo at present.

We headed east to the next village – Glote, and then up to try and find the windpark nature reserve – Glotesvalen, which we’d found a pamphlet for back at the cottage. When we got there however the barrier was closed, and there were lots of warning signs in Swedish, so we followed the example of the car in front and turned around. Our best bet is that you can visit the sight but on organised tours only, where they take you up in a 4X4 that can cope with the very steep slopes. On this occassion we weren’t sure that Scarlett (our hire car), would have made it up.

Instead we drove back down to Glote and turned off halfway between the village and Rostvallen, from where we walked up the track to Sorvallen, and east to the foot of Glotesasen. We saw bear tracks all the way, but what with the volume of Rich’s sneezes, and my bright purple top, they could see and hear us coming from miles away, so stayed hidden.

We had wonderful 360 degree views of Harjedalen and out towards the Sonfjallet national parl from the top of Glotesasen. At 870m it’s shorter than the two peaks we walked up earlier in the week, but feels more peaceful and isolated.

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