For the first time in a long while, Adrian is building with Legos. First we brought up boxes with his old Legos from the basement, and he rebuilt a few of his old Ninjago sets. Yesterday we went shopping in the Mall of Scandinavia for a new one, which he built today.

Of course the best way to build Legos is sitting on the table. Not on the floor, or the carpet, or the sofa.

The other thing we did in MoS was go to the movies for the first time in many months. Apparently movies are now allowed again, but with every other row empty and two empty seats between each group.

SF (now renamed to Filmstaden) is showing a few classics, now that there are no new releases. We saw Interstellar on the Imax screen. I’ve seen it before and it’s a great movie, and works exceptionally well on a supersized screen and with large sound as well.

I’d forgotten how long the movie is! Three hours, and it ended close to eleven o’clock. No problem for Eric and myself (and Ingrid is away at scout camp) but that is waaay past Adrian’s bedtime. I was worried that he might find Interstellar too impenetrable, that we’d dragged him there and forced him to stay awake at night for something he didn’t even enjoy. But he said he liked the movie and would like to watch it again, at home, with maybe a few more explanations.

Most people in MoS seemed to not care about social distancing and covid-19 at all. People walked so close that they brushed against each other. Young people feeling immortal – “This won’t affect me.”

Meanwhile a study found heart damage in 78% of people who had recovered from covid-19 even though these people were relatively young and most had not even needed hospital care. This is not a disease you want to get.

I’ve never been fond of crowded shops and malls. Now, after months of abstinence, the experience at MoS was more annoying than ever. I will stay away as much as possible in the future.

There has been a distinct lack of progress in the garden since I finished planting the bushes behind the house. (I see I have posted no photos of the end result – I have to do something about that soon.)

The last time I mowed the lawn, I decided that my next gardening project was going to be around the bushes in the front. Mowing around them is getting very frustrating. Yes, I was going to focus on planting a plum tree, but that can wait until later in the season. The lawn/grass needs to go NOW, so I can plant something else underneath and around those bushes. Something that doesn’t need mowing.


I’ve been digging here for some days already. Today I mostly finished cutting away the sod. I started out with a more curved shape for the planting, but then I started thinking about maintenance, and keeping the grass away from this new planting. I like the steel edging I’ve used before – but it’s quite stiff and I don’t think it can be bent into those shapes. So today I evened out those curves.

Digging under bushes is not a lot easier than mowing there… the branches of those Chaenomeles bushes lie close to the ground and are a bit of a tangle. I tried getting them out of the way by binding them up with string, but in the end the best solution I found was to just push a bunch of branches to the side and stab a garden fork in the ground in front of them to keep them there. That’s why it looks in the photos like I’m wielding two spades at the same time.

Eric and Adrian were out catching Pokemons while I was digging, and came back just when I had set up my camera on a tripod. Adrian took charge of the camera instead and took some action photos.

Then he tried digging, and discovered just how stiff the clay soil is here. His body weight is simply not enough to push the spade into the ground. Mine is – sometimes barely.

Last time we went out walking, it was Adrian who suggested that we should go out. Except his suggestion was not that we should go walking – he wanted to go out and grill sausages, and maybe do a bit of geocaching as well. I somehow lost the grilling part completely as I was planning the outing. While we had a nice walk, Adrian did not get what he had suggested, at all.

Today we rectified that. We went out again and this time we totally did grill sausages.

What we originally had planned for today (and tomorrow and Tuesday) was a trip to Tiveden for some walking and canoeing. The weather report promised rain for all three days, so we cancelled those plans. Plan B was to go canoeing somewhere near Stockholm. But all the canoe rental places we called were fully booked by covid-cationing Stockholmers, so we were forced to cancel this plan as well. Walking near Stockholm fortunately requires no bookings and no advance planning so that’s what we fell back on.

Gålö is a place I’ve read about but not walked before. I’ve been there twice for nature photo mornings (once, twice). At those events we generally move within a very small area, so I didn’t really feel that I’d seen Gålö. And because we always drive there in the dark, following someone else’s car, I don’t even know exactly where I’ve been.

Today we walked the Havtornsuddslingan, which is a 4.5 km circular walk along the coastline of a narrow peninsula at the easternmost end of Gålö.

The path sometimes hugged the waterline, sometimes went through pine and blueberry forest and sometimes hovered between the two. The northern coast, which we walked first, on the way out, was steeper and the path was generally high up on cliffs. We had lots of lovely views there of the sea and small islands and sailing boats, which I somehow missed to photograph.

On the southern side, on our way back, there were more pebbly-rocky beaches instead of cliffs, and the path was even closer to the sea. The wind was from the south, so the sea was rougher and noisier on this side. Adrian and I tried bathing on one of the beaches but the sea bottom was so rocky and uneven and slippery that we kept stumbling all the time, so we turned back before we made it into deep water.

The actual sausage grilling we did on a new grill I bought just last week. We’ve been buying disposable grills for these kinds of outings, but the wastefulness of this has come to grate more and more on me, until I just couldn’t any more. Now I bought this portable, collapsible pop-up grill which I read about on some website some years ago.

It was all sold out in Sweden because of manufacturing issues due to the coronavirus, but I found one in a Danish web shop. I promise to use it lots and lots to make up for the wastefulness of shipping it from abroad. Although it was probably made in China so the trip to Denmark was most likely only a very small detour for it.

The grill worked really well. It was super easy to assemble and use. And the sausages came out really good! The grid on the disposable things sits right on top of the coals, so the food always comes out somewhat burned. It’s sort of an expected part of the grilling experience by now.

The grid on the pop-up grill is much higher up, so today the sausages were not the least bit burned, which might be a first for us. In fact we had the opposite problem – it was hard to get the heat up. Eric ended up blowing on the coals a lot to get them to burn hotter.

Our favourite vegetarian sausages come from Anamma.

Adrian reads a lot of Kalle Anka Pocket, but hardly anything else. No books, of the kind I consider “real” books. I’m even willing to pay him for reading – I’ve set it up as a chore in the allowance and chores app we have – but no. Somehow they’re not as interesting as Kalle Anka.

One of the smaller cousins has a birthday party this Saturday. Adrian and Eric looked through our old Lego sets to see if there were any that Adrian could consider giving away. There were a few, but most of them he was still quite attached to, even though he hasn’t used any for some years now.

Which is fine! It’s OK to keep things just because you want to keep them. I am still peeved that some of my old things got thrown out without me having any say about it. I would have loved to keep my old school uniforms, for example.

Who knows, maybe Legos will still be a thing when Adrian and Ingrid have kids, and Adrian might bring these out from the basement and they’ll build them up together, with Adrian full of nostalgia. After all, I played with Legos when I was a child, so they’ve been around for a while. Back then we only had rectangular pieces of various sizes, some flat plates, and roofs and windows – none of the fancy models or fancy pieces that they make today existed. Today’s kids mostly find the old plain pieces boring, so my grandchildren will probably think the same of today’s models. I wonder what kind of Legos they might play with. Voice-activated? Self-propelling? AI-controlled? Hologram-projecting?

Adrian and Eric came back from Hälsingland with loads of blueberries (bilberries). Adrian and his friends – the ones with a cottage in Hälsingland – made bluberry muffins and then went out and sold them to people.

First they put up a table in central Spånga, just outside the supermarket. They didn’t get a single muffin sold and came home quite demoralized. Then they went house to house, knocking on doors – and had no trouble finding buyers. The whole project took all day and earned them 240 kronor.

There was so much constant debating and arguing and deciding about the smallest things that really can’t matter to anyone but small children. “You mixed the dry ingredients last time so now it’s my turn. You’ll carry the table and you’ll carry the sign and I’ll carry the muffins.” I wasn’t even involved in the project, other than very peripherally, and still it left me exhausted.

We went out geocaching/walking/picnicking. I tried to think of someplace new, and came up with Erstavik. I passed through there on my bike some years ago and walked there once on my own and really liked what I saw.


We started off with a geocache just a few hundred metres from the parking lot, and then headed towards the next nearest one, which sounded intriguing. (Floating islands!) Adrian took care of most of the navigation, with some expert help from Ingrid.

The cache description said lake Dammsjön has three floating islands. We only spotted one, and another clump of earth that could maybe have been one. It looked like a perfectly ordinary small island, with some shrubs and a few pines, and didn’t seem to be floating anywhere.

After getting the second cache, we had our picnic on a small rocky peninsula extending into the lake. (Cold falafel in flatbread, with a chutney and sour cream sauce.) It was a lovely spot and I’m glad nobody else had gotten there before us! There’s something about being surrounded by water that makes it feel like you’re really on your own.

There were flat shelves of rock leading from the peninsula into the water that really invited to bathing. The lake water felt quite warm, so we took a quick dip.

I decided to swim to that island to see whether it really floated. It did indeed! The edge of it had no support, just water below it, and it wobbled up and down when I pushed it. I didn’t try to get onto the island – it seemed like it would be tricky – but I’m curious what it would feel like to walk on it.

Afterwards I read that the islands float around so much that they sometimes reattach themselves to the shore and then depending on the weather maybe float free again. So perhaps that’s what the other islands have done this year as well. Or maybe they just floated into some corner of the lake where we couldn’t see them.


There were masses and masses of blueberries everywhere. The first ones we looked at weren’t quite ripe yet, but when we got to sunnier spots, it turned out that most of them were just ripe enough. They’ll probably be sweeter in a week or so, but we’re here now.

As we were heading back towards the car, we saw signs next to the path about a café at the beach of Erstavik. Ice cream sounded good, so we turned that way instead. After much walking, we found the café to be closed. But the beach wasn’t, so Ingrid and Adrian had another swim. Especially Adrian didn’t like the lake – it had steep, rocky sides, and he prefers smooth beaches where he can reach the bottom.

One of the highlights of our Estonia trip is always the adventure park at Otepää. The coronavirus situation means that we get no trip to our friends and family in Estonia, so no visit to Otepää either.

I found two adventure parks similar to Otepää near Stockholm, and today we tried out the first of them – Accropark at Lida.

Eric unfortunately still had a sore back from our Gotland trip – too much sitting in the car and too many nights in on the wrong mattresses – so he couldn’t join us up in the trees.

I couldn’t help comparing Accropark to the park at Otepää.

Much of it was very similar. There are obstacle courses/climbing trails up in the pine trees that you follow from platform to platform, while a carabiner hooked onto a cable keeps you safe at all times. The obstacles can be anything – plank walkways, nets, wobbly assemblies of logs and cable, etc. There are courses of various difficulties, ranging from “good for kids” to “requires real physical exertion”.

At Otepää, a ticket allows you to climb each trail once. Accropark tickets are timed and you can climb as much as you want during your two-hour slot. This is nice in theory, because you can skip the basic courses and do your favourite harder courses several times. But they sell too many tickets to each slot. There was a lot of waiting in queues at each course start and at the platforms.

The park at Lida was crammed into a much smaller area. The courses criss-crossed each other and the ground area felt nearly cramped. I found it a bit difficult to navigate. It was fine as long as we strictly followed the difficulty order, because the start of the next course was always close to the end of the previous one. But finding the start of, say, the “Blue+” course among all the stuff was not very easy.

The courses themselves also felt smaller, although I’m not sure how much that was actually the case and how much was my subjective experience due to the denser arrangement. I think the courses probably had roughly the same number of obstacles, but many individual sections/obstacles were shorter than I had become used to. This plus all the queueing meant that I got less climbing and more waiting than I had expected.

Accropark had a really clever security solution on their courses. The harnesses at Otepää have two carabiners that you move from cable to cable, one at a time, so you’re always attached by at least one. The harnesses at Accropark have one normal carabiner that you move yourself, and one red that is permanently attached to the cable that you simply cannot remove. Getting it from one cable section to the next one took a bit of practice, but was quite convenient once I got the hang of it. Adrian and Ingrid are experienced climbers by now and wouldn’t forget to clip on, but when they were beginners, this solution would have removed one big worry for me.

There was one real disappointment for me at Accropark, and that was the zipline rides. They were just plain uncomfortable. The harness I got had me hanging so high up that the zipline cable was level with my eyes. I was constantly thinking about how to keep my head away from the cable (and failed once when I got spun around and the cable chafed the back of my head). I don’t know if the harness was badly designed or if I got the wrong size or something.

Several of the short rides between platforms also ended with really hard stops with a strong yank to the harness and nothing to soften the braking. Actually painful. The long zipline rides across the valley at Otepää are the best part of the park; here I didn’t even try the pure zipline courses because my experience on the short ones sucked so badly.

Ingrid and Adrian were both happy with the park and would be glad to go there again. Ingrid managed all the courses including the hardest “Red+” (although that one was a real challenge for her). Adrian did everything except that Red+.

I think we’ll try the other park at Vaxholm next time.

Bonus memory from Lida: the countless cute rabbits nibbling on the grass everywhere, including babies looking no bigger than my hand.

We are leaving Fårösund behind and heading towards Visby again, so we can take the ferry back tomorrow.

First stop: Stenkusten, the stone coast. This place looks unreal and a bit spooky. The beach is all stones, nothing else, in even-looking layers, looking almost artificial in their arrangement. At the top, furthest from the water, is a very flat surface of sharp-edged chunks of crushed limestone, which looks as if it came out of a production line at a cement factory and was evened out by a bulldozer. Next to the flat is a steep slope towards the sea, and then a flat surface again, but here the stones have been bleached white and tumbled to rounded shapes.

Next we headed for the lakeside beach of Tingstäde Träsk. Adrian wanted a beach where the water was warm and didn’t have any waves. When we got there, we were met by signs warning us of swimmer’s itch. Well, maybe a more protected seaside beach, then? But by now it was time for lunch, and finding a veggie-friendly lunch spot was not as easy in this part of Gotland as in Visby, and when we were done with lunch the weather had turned cold and windy again.

We postponed the bathing to another day and played minigolf instead. Through mostly dumb luck I won the game – I hit several holes with shots that I had no real hope for.

A full day of Fårö.

The ferry trip, which at peak times can involve hour-long queues, went quickly. Gotland in general seems to be relatively empty of tourists right now. Today the weather is wet and windy so almost nobody wants to make a day trip to Fårö. We shared the car ferry with just 5 other cars.

Initially we had a somewhat structured plan for exploring the island, but in practice Fårö is so small that you can criss-cross it repeatedly in an hour. So we just drove wherever we felt like.

First we headed south and wandered around Ryssnäset for a bit. It was seriously windy. We found more fossils, and plenty of tiny clams.



From there we turned north to see the rauk at Gamlehamn. It’s got a large, individualized rauk icon on the map so it’s got to be impressive!

The famous one is vaguely dog-shaped one with two supports. It had many companions, and all together they made for an interesting place: the rocky coastline was broken up and varied, not like the straight and even stony beaches we’ve seen before. This place really invited to scrambling and jumping from rock to rock.




After lunch we drove east to Fårö lighthouse. Not a very interesting sight. But at the end of the road, beyond the lighthouse, there was a wonderful sandy beach, which we had all to ourselves!



The weather was still windy and the water was pretty cold. Eric and Adrian took a very quick dip and then stayed on the beach instead.

Ingrid however absolutely loved this! The cold didn’t bother her much, and the beach was made extra wonderful today by waves. Well, they weren’t large waves on any absolute scale, but for a kid who has had to make do with Mälaren and Kyrksjön and other very placid bathing spots, this was exquisite fun. She jumped the waves for a long, long time. I stayed with her for as long as I could, sharing her enjoyment. We kept looking for the spot with the best waves. Ingrid cheered every time we got one that was large enough to break into foam and was literally jumping up and down with excitement. Afterwards she said this was the highlight of the whole trip for her.


Afterwards we took the long way back towards the ferry harbour, driving past the rauk area on the north-west side of Fårö. Eric and Ingrid had had enough of rauks and rocky coasts by now so towards the end they stayed in the car while Adrian and I went out to climb and scramble among the rocks (and take photos).



Parts of the coastline here looked like something from another planet. There was water, and there were rocks in various tones of gray – and nothing else. Not even the smallest sprig of grass.