Fjallbacka

We still have very little internet access, so tonight's blog will be short and low on photos.

Yesterday we headed off on the back roads to Fjallbacka. On the way we passed many fields of hay with sudden granite protrusions.  They are so common here that often a road is cut through a granite hill only a few metres high and maybe 15 meters or so wide, instead of going around it.
The hay is reaped and wrapped in plastic of varying colours ( mostly white) which lie in the fields , giving the farmers more room in their barns for other uses.

Fjellbacka is boatie paradise, with many yachts from European countries crowded into the little harbour. Tourists from the boats walked the streets along with those who had braved the narrow roads in the town.

Fjellbacka harbour

As you can see from the photo above there is a huge granite monolith overshadowing  this town and you can climb up to the top and go for quite a reasonable walk on the top. There are even small lakes up there. Some of the signs showed an orienteering map-complete with legend, scale and contour intervals noted, so we felt right at home.   We drove to the top, where we could find a park for longer than half an hour, then walked down , had lunch and walked back up again.

Then we were off along the pretty scenic roads to Trollhatten, where we booked into a bit of a posh hotel and ate the dinner I spoke about last night.

Interestingly enough, they did not tell us that we were just a few hundred metres from a bronze age burial mound ( which we came across by accident this morning)-the tourist bureau also did not mention it!!!  Maybe such things are not so interesting for people from Europe.