Day Fifty Wednesday 7th September

I now realise that we are not yet experiencing another language, as it is still Swedish spoken here. So no excuse for Geoff! Although the yoghurt drink isn't at all bad. Especially when mixed with the apple juice which is abundant here. Apparently Aland produces 70% of Finland's apples. We have bought a 3 litre box of apple juice, like a wine box, and it is excellent. We may have to bring stocks home with us.

We dithered about whether to stay on another night at Soderhagen. The weather was so gorgeous and the site so perfect. We did some washing - and got it all dry! - and bid farewell to Stefan who is heading home. We exchanged photos and email addresses, and he has an invitation to visit if he comes to England. A delightful young man.

Eventually we decided to move on, and, after a stop at the shop/bank,(the bank is just a room accessed through the shop) island hopped by bridge and ferry in an easterly direction, our destination Vardo, and another site recommended by Paul and Sheila.

I mentioned yesterday that we have got used to breathtaking views, but at one point today, as we crossed a bridge between islands, we both gasped audibly at the same moment at the view which opened up before us. Brilliant blue seas, bright blue cloudless sky. We stopped just over the bridge to take photos, and also made it our lunch stop. We were on the small island of Prasto between the islands of  Sund and Tafto. We have to return the same way, and will stop again then as there is much to see.

The campsite, Sandosuns,  on Vardo has water on three sides -  on one side a proper beach - and the whole site is thickly wooded. We wandered around the site, at the owner's invitation, to choose a pitch. There were a couple of German Motorhomes in an open waterside space, but otherwise no one in a pretty large campsite! There are, however, a lot of biting insects! We chose a spot away from the water amongst the trees, but have both been bitten! I am happy to hibernate, but Geoff did call me out to enjoy the evening light across the water. A few young people with bikes, canoes and tents have arrived and set up camp by the beach, but we can't see anyone from where we are, and it is all very quiet, dark and peaceful.