Swedish Cycling

[Doesn't get any better]

Grinding the gravel paths or sliding over undulating smooth and spectacular roads, forests either side leading the way. Sporadic stops for dips or animal spotting + ice lollies are only earned after a couple of islands have been ridden. We creak our way over the hills on the ancient two speed bicycles, very much acknowledging that with every KM we ride further from the house adds so dramatically to the slow walk home, should these bikes respond to our active imaginations of buckling into a thousand pieces at any moment now...