04.07.2019, it’s Fjallraven Classic Denmark 2019 – Day 2! First thing in the morning, wee had our breakfast at the designated area. My chosen breakfast was the Chocolate Muesli.
A little bird told me to choose the Chocolate Muesli over the other flavors offered. Packing the backpack took us some time. When we were about to empty our tent and fold the tent into the compression sack, the rain began to pour down. The four of us took shelter inside our respective tents until the volunteer called us out to start walking as the latest to walk was by 10am.
For the first few hours, we walked through a Danish village with a couple from Sweden. It is always a point of envy to see couple of old age to walk together after all those years.
I spotted a Danish glasshouse in one of the house compounds filled with coffee table and chairs. I can’t help but dream of having a glasshouse of my own where I could ‘hygge up’ with couch, books and coffee or tea maker. My dream glasshouse must be equipped with regulator to regulate the glass colour to allow for some privacy.
The trail brought us through the river valley of Syltemade Adal. It is a 20-meter-deep valley that cuts into the flat moraine plateau. The river was formed by the meltwater masses at the end of the ice age. The flat moraine landscape above the valley marked the direction of movement of the ice during the ice age.
The trail on the second day was unique and different from the first day. We walked through the low hills leading us into the valley. We followed the stream which was the lifeline of the valley, all covered by lush trees.
Looking back at this photo, I didn’t notice that I had swollen puffy eyes. I must have been too tired from the miles of trail walking that I pulled such a sad face. Lol. Realistically, it could be the intake of excessive water during the trail. But as long as it did not affect my walking ability, I should be fine.
Since I was walking too slow and upon nearing the campsite (which was not as near as expected), my friends rushed to reach the campsite. I walked on my pace and joined atleast 6-7 other ladies with one same objective: to reach the 50km mileage. We bumped into 2 volunteers who cheered us up to reach the campsite. Almost there, almost there. They cheered on us. They even carried a small backpack filled with juice drinks which they offered to us. Of course, such kind trail gesture was much needed when the energy was low.
When we almost reached Campsite Egebjerg, we took a selfie to mark our new mileage achievement. Unfortunately, the picture turned out bad though because it only focused on my face.
I went through to the same ritual of having my trekker pass stamped and collecting the food. Since I have Muslim dietary, all I had to do was to ask for vegetarian meal. The volunteers handed me a variety of vegetarian food.
The drizzle continued as I reached the campsite. My friends were pitching the tent by the time I arrived. A lot of people prepared their meals at the designated cooking area. There were plenty of rubbish bins at the four corners of the designated cooking area. Good news is you don’t have to carry your rubbish for Fjallraven Denmark Classic. Remember to sort all the waste in rubbish bin so that they can be recycled. The waste produced during the hike could also be filled in the trash bag given at the starting point.
The wind picked up as I pitched my tent on the ground. Robens Starlight 1 is a 3-seasons tunnel tent which is easy to pitch with clip-on hooks. The reason why I chose Robens Starlight 1 was for the 5000m hydrostatic head and also the wind test of avarage 160km/h.
Once I already cleaned up, I headed to the designated cooking area on my own. The boys were too tired that they went to sleep immediately without having dinner. I kinda believe that I needed to replenish energy over the night to reach the trail end. As it was really windy, I was glad that I had brought stove windscreen so it didn’t take long before my water was boiling.
Then, I headed to the Fjallhundene, where we were entertained by volunteers and trekkers. So it’s 50km, done and dusted.