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Published: August 17th 2014
Jo and I were up earlier than most of the rest of the house so Jo put on a load of washing and we walked to the town square for a coffee. We returned around 1000 to find Nik had risen.
After a lazy morning in the apartment, we had a quick look at a few local motorcycle shops and hit the road for Mora, a lakeside town in which Daniel had a log cabin that he was letting Nik, Jo and I stay at for a few days.
Nik's paragliding teacher Johan was running an SIV course in the town and we met up with the crew on an icecream boat moored on the lakeside. Johan and the team appeared to be just like every other paraglider I have ever met... laid back, good fun and enjoying life. I knew we were in for a fun few days.
The log cabin could not possible have been any more Swedish! It was 50 metres back from the shore of the lake and off a single lane dirt road surrounded by the matchstick thin trees that seem to grow everywhere in Sweden. The two bedroom cabin had no running water or power but after a few attempts Nik managed to get the gas fridge running. We filled it with beer we purchased earlier in the day in anticipation of a few drinks by the fire pit at the front of the cabin later inn the evening.
Dinner was the much vaunted Moose Pizza from a nondescript cafe located at the train station in Mora. It was sensational beyond words. Neither Jo or I had tried Moose before but the thinly cut, cured slices of meat lined the massive (and I really mean massive) thin crust base surrounded by just the right amount of cheese. Pizza perfection.
We drove back to the cabin where I got a fire going and the three of us drank, discussed world domination and toasted marshmallows. The sun never really went down although we called it a night around 0100 as we were going to be up early the next day to watch the SIV course.
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