OUR ADVENTURES

A glowing campfire

We make our way quietly through the woods along a forgotten path. The treetops are sighing, and the damp ground retains the moisture of yesterday’s quiet rain. Like a green blanket, widespread moss covers rocks and ruins from the past. A bit into the woods we catch a glimpse of an abandoned stone wall. The land here has not been worked for a long while. But then an opening in the woods appears. A knotted apple tree with tiny red apples offers sustenance to birds and insects. Parts of a brick chimney remain and the outline of the stone that once served as the front doorstep of a long gone cabin. Further off in the clearing a toppled building remains, perhaps an old raised granary. Previous wanderers have made a fire there, in front of the remains. Fredde drops his backpack and gets out the wood he has carried. Fredrika takes out her knife and starts splitting wood.

A fire soon crackles pleasantly, and it is only a matter of waiting for the coals to glow. Food seldom tastes as good as it does in the heat of campfire after a good hike. We pour ourselves some coffee and relax.

“Food seldom tastes as good as it does in the heat of campfire after a good hike.”