Ragan Peck
Day 3
Kökar > Jurmo
As easy as it was to moor
at the dock the night before in Kökar, the departure was unique. The dingy away
– our chef revved the engine of the dingy as leaned into the bow of the
Svanhild, pushing, edging, urging the sleeping giant out of bed. Turned 90
degrees about the started the engine. Fairwell to funny Kökar, and the seeming
permanent garage sale at the dock.
It was a beautiful and
partially sunny day, we clipped along on our way somewhere? As the American
saying a working guest is a happy guest and they indeed let us help. As we
paused outside a harbor for the night we had to wait for the ferry to leave
before we could come into the narrow area we could moor for the evening.
Landing at Jurmo the
first sight I see is someone, loading things into a big brick thing, an oven?
It is next to a huge fire wood pile and yes – yes indeed this is Salmon being
loaded into the smoker.
Jurmo’s harbor store:
A little wood building with a patio out front. Inside the walls lined with
every age and provance of liquor bottle. Fresh veggies, beautiful spring onions,
cakes, buns, the wafting aroma of cardamom and sweet. They had tourist goods,
fancy alpaca yarn presumable from the local alpaca and cute knit goods. Most
importly beer!
One can also rent
bikes from the store – the island is partially a nature preserve. We met the
local alpacas! Very cute, free roaming and they were looking hand outs. We
found the tiny church with a ship of course hanging from the ceiling, the wood
ceilings curved like a ship are also very nice.
The barren landscape
make it hard to imagine living here in the winter but it is a beautiful place.
I am sure by kilometers we are not far from larger towns but this feels like
some edge of the world, far far away.
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