So here were are, at The Jokkmokk Camping Center with our own little cabin in the woods.
I have to admit, it felt like a bit of a cop out to me at first, it just seemed too comfortable.
We had room to spare, running water, cooker, hot shower and even a drying cabinet. Compared to what I am used to on expedition this was really easy living.
I took over the small bedroom with it’s bunk beds for me and my equipment while Damian made himself at home in the lounge / kitchen area.
After settling in we walked into Jokkmokk for some provisions. I reckon it’s just over two miles.
In contrast to Norway the supermarkets here seem to stock more meat and less fish. The fishcakes that were a mainstay on last years trip were nowhere to be seen.
I must admit that after all the travelling I was ready for a good sleep. I didn’t really realise just how tired I was until my head hit the pillow.