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Don't Give Up

Sunday was not as lazy as I had assumed it. Spontanous Philipp, Nawelle and I joined for a walk to Sidsjön in the afternoon. On our way we came along with a sign to a path called "Klissberget". This was the way Phil and me had chosen once 3 month ago (oh my god, it's already quarter of a year since I have been on an adventure trip). And we could not resist this time, too. Encouraged by daylight we walked the path this time and were even able to follow the signs. But while the snow in Sundsvall is melting it consists in the wood. We walked tiny pathes and the snow was really deep. Deeper then the height of my knee. And my boots could not resist the water for ever. After a while we reached the top of mountain. There was even a sign pronouncing a height of 219 meters. For me it was also a sign, that we have followed a civilzed path and not only the way of some forest workers. A second sign showed to another path "Klissberget 1.6 km". But because it was already 4pm we turned at broke my first adventure-rule: never use the way back you came. But because of my wet feet I felt fine with it. In summer I had no problem with facing the opportunity to stay a night in the woods. 3 month ago I felt also fine at night, because it was dry and we were prepared with flashlights. But with this wet snow it is not that funny as it should be. Philipp and me made a few pictures of the trip. After the trip, we enjoyed a hot cappuccino and a selfmade pizza in fresh (and dry!) clothes.
Next time we will either prepare better for the Klissberget-trip or we have to wait until summer. Because once the snow is melting in the wood it will be difficult to pass. But something tells me, we won't wait until summer.

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