Autumn holidays had arrived, and Vera and I headed to Åre to breathe in some fresh mountain air. I’d heard there was a plane wreck on the west peak of Ottfjället, so we decided to make it our mission to go wreck hunting!

The original plan for the weekend was to go sailing with Vera. However, with gale-force winds predicted in the Stockholm archipelago, I had to rethink things. Instead, I strapped a bed to the roof of the car and headed up to Åre to build a loft bed in the cabin. The weather forecast here didn’t look much better, with rain on the way, but the forecast was wrong—there was actually a fair amount of sunshine too! After a morning of carpentry, I found myself with a few free hours and decided to lace up my running shoes.

Idag var vår sista vandringsdag för den här gången. Vi hade sett på väderrapporten att det fanns chans till en del sol idag, så därför hade vi sparat det bästa fjället till sist. Ottfjället är nämligen en riktig höjdare!