The next morning we set out early to go hiking in the moory fjäll landscape. We picked a six hours tour, but already needed two hours to find the correct way. After another two, we were shooed back by a thunderstorm. Nevertheless, it was great and we encountered several animal species we had never met before, like strange kinds of birds and lemmings, which tried to hide but failed.
We had the usual lunch but since we had run out of real bread we had to eat Swedish Knäckebröd, which neither of us loves and I had in fact just bought because it came in a pretty box.
At a fleamarket in Stockholm I had once asked a guy about nice spots to visit in Sweden, and he very enthusiastically told me about Vilhelmina, "the most beautiful town he had ever been to in his life". Since then I naturally always wanted to visit. So when we returned from the Fjälls and continued north, I was thrilled to be finally passing through. It sure was nice. The round café you see was originally meant to be spinning to provide a good view over the area.
We continued to drive until before Arvidsjaur, passing wild rivers, and everything smelled like pine cone sauna aroma.
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