Just Keep Pedalling

Övertorneå- 3,382km completed

Unlike dinner the evening before, I wasn’t alone for breakfast. Another rider (#29 – whose name is sadly lost to me now) had beaten me downstairs and fired up the coffee machine, meaning there was a fresh brew waiting for me. We chatted at length whilst I raided the cereal supplies, glugged down the coffee, and polished off the pastries I’d bought the night before. I’d guess he was a few years older than me, but not by much – and also a fan of bright clothing, his lumi green shirt almost identical to mine apart from the brand. I learnt that he had been to the North Cape the year before, but as a solo ride – completing a series of annual tours to ride the entire coastline of Norway over (I think he said) 21 years. So I guess it was no surprise that he was still fit and riding strong by this stage of this event. Finishing my food somewhat before him, I cleared up, loaded my crocks into the dishwasher and wheeled out.

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Älvsbyn – 3,177km completed

I already knew a few things about the day ahead before venturing outside the hotel – foremost of these being that it would be my last full day of cycling in Sweden. What had seemed an impossibly long stretch riding off the ferry from Denmark was almost done. Definitely lower on my excitement ladder was the prospect of what lay beyond Boden: an ugly, unrideable (by all accounts) stretch of roadworks. For days now, I’d travelled with that dark shadow wondering what option I’d take. A few had followed a slippery gravel and forest trail diversion, but some had suffered nasty crashes on slippery surfaces that way. In fact as I sat in the room eating my usual breakfast of iced coffee, yoghurt and doughnuts I got a message from Christopher that Benjamin had suffered more than one bad fall and was carrying some painful bruises and had to find a bike shop to help fix the damage to his rig. That short chat exchange was enough to convince me – I’d stick to the route, and walk the bits that weren’t rideable. Even if it was a full 10km (which seemed the consensus) then it would not delay me long, and would mitigate any chance of bike damage or injury. At least I’d pass through Boden first for some proper food before the slog.

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Lycksele – 2,950km completed

The promised packed breakfast was waiting for me in the lobby which, initially, seemed deserted. I’d barely parked myself at one of the tables before a chap appeared from a door behind the breakfast bar and offered me coffee. Even though I’d already had an iced coffee whilst getting kitted up in my room I did not pass up the opportunity. By the time I got up to leave, I’d managed to eat or stash most of the breakfast bag – my tummy and pockets were bulging now with the extra calories. Given the day ahead, it was a good start.

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Överhörnäs – 2,757km completed

There was no way around the long empty stretch, or what seemed near certain rain for most of the day. But at least my riding plan, thanks to the shorter effort yesterday, gave me a straight shot to the town of Lycksele at a conservative distance of 190km for the day. Albeit, the profile rose gradually uphill for all of the first 150km – peaking at around 465m above sea level before descending for nearly all of the remaining 40km. Lycksele was a decent size town too with a range of shops and accommodation. The smart looking Hotel Lappland caught my eye, as it had done when I noted it down as an option on the cue cards. So that was my target.

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Åsäng – 2,592km completed

I don’t recall whether the plan for the next few days came to me during breakfast, maybe as a result of the eye wateringly strong coffee (I’d seriously over caffeinated the pot) or if I’d been studying the cue cards over multiple noodle pots the night before. Either way, a clear and simple solution appeared from what had previously looked a tricky balance of accommodation vs distance vs resupply points. The cue cards for the next 3 days were spattered with splodges of brown “sparse” markers. In fact today wasn’t too bad, but if I wasn’t careful I could end up in a mess tomorrow. It wasn’t helped by the knowledge that the shop in Frederika was closed at present – so whatever I did, that stretch would be over 140km without shops. The day after, being a Sunday, was also problematic with the few cafes likely to be closed too. It was only when the idea of lowering my target for today that an obvious answer emerged. Stopping early, in a small town called Överhörnäs, provided me with a hostel to stay at and a nearby shop on the way. That gave me an initial 35km tomorrow to a shop for food and supplies for the empty 140km stretch. After that was a decent size town with shops and hotel options for the night. OK, 165km today and 190km tomorrow was a bit low on overall distance but it solved the logistics and timing for the next two days and beyond. Plan sorted, I booked the hostel, finished the food I’d bought for breakfast and headed to the outdoor shower to freshen up.

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Bollnäs – 2,390km completed

On my cue cards, I numbered this as Day 14 – for obvious reasons. On the Strava log, I noted it as EI (the closest I could get to 13 upside down).

Anyhow – on to the morning, which began with a couple of laps around that breakfast buffet. It was every bit as good as described, and well worth a slightly later start (although they were already open at my somewhat optimistic arrival 10 minutes early). As well as the great food and amazing lake views one other aspect of this feast will live long in my memory. I was neither the most fluorescent nor strongest smelling person present. The early sitting was one which local workmen were obviously welcomed at – their jackets being even brighter than my lumi-green jersey, and a powerful odour of the sweat from honest, hard work which even I wasn’t quite matching. Clearly none of this bothered the staff or locals, so I enjoyed the uncommon experience of not feeling out of place in a nice restaurant.

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Barken Lodge, Smedjebacken – 2,199km completed

The breakfast “kibble” tasted better than it looked, thankfully. Covered in yoghurt and some honey that I found whilst getting coffee from the self-serve station it had more flavour than the drab, grey-brown pellets suggested. I sat in a low chair at a small round table next to the balcony where my bike had spent the night. This far corner of the main reception also appeared to be where they stored the grand piano – although I presumed it was wheeled out for performances. Thinking back, I wasn’t sure any of the other places I’d stayed had any kind of large orchestral instruments, even the castle. So that was a first.

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Askersund – 1,982km completed

The great thing about an apartment is how simple it is to start early – no messing around, just empty the fridge into your stomach, pack the bike, tidy up and go. I had made one slight error the night before though – what I’d taken to be a pot of muesli and yoghurt turned out to be some kind of soft cheese and muesli. It was not a combination of flavours which worked for me, and I made a mental note of the labelling as the empty container went into the trash so I could avoid it again. The cold coffee and donuts combo was an instant hit though – that was definitely going on my staples list for future visits. In fact much of what I had bought the evening before became the standard fare I’d look for on future trips. Variety might normally be great, but consistency is quicker and easier for a rapid supermarket raid. Time wasn’t exactly against me – in fact at this point I was bang on plan – but it can easily slip away if you don’t keep on top of it.

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Skillingaryd – 1,784km completed

Aware that blog entries for this ride are going to be pretty extensive, it’s tempting to shortcut this day – since it’s not hard to summarize:

Chilly, wind, more wind, huge lake, busy road, heat, more busy road, more lake, more wind, more busy road, ice cream, fatigue, less busty road, end of huge lake, pretty town, eat, sleep

But, although being less varied or exciting, and more of a “functional getting from A to B” kind of day, it deserves a little more description than this. So read on if you want more of the details.

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Helsingor – 1,571km completed

Ugh! Not much past 4am – it was the earliest start of the ride so far. But I really wanted to be on an early ferry to get some of the lost time back. The chap on reception was true to his word. I’d already got coffee in my room, and he hustled quickly back from the kitchen with two bananas to start my day off. He may have offered coffee too – but I figured the short ferry crossing would probably provide that I must have ignored his promise of safety, because I remember unlock the bike as I ate one of these, loaded up the gear, and stashed the other in my back pocket. Worringly, in the process of tightening everything up a small piece of plastic flew of one of the ratchet locks on my saddle bag. On closer inspection though, it was just the small cam locker and the rest of the buckle was intact. I felt reasonably sure it wouldn’t loosen even without the added security of the locker – but made a mental note to email Revelate later and see if they had any shops in Sweden where I might get a replacement.

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