From Lund, I took a train to Helsingborg. I had forty minutes to wait for my bus to Höganäs and then to Mölle. So, needless to say, I took a quick walk around the city. Again, the combination of equipment, skills and light told me that this is going to look shitty as hell on the photos, but it did not discourage me from doing it anyway.
When I made it to Mölle, it was finally time to walk. I started at 12:00, estimated that the sun will set around 16:00, so that gave me four hours to make a roundtrip of estimated 15 kilometres, including seeing the book of Nimis.
Even though I was already walking up the not so steep hill, I never miss the opportunity to get to some proper hill, if only it is on the way. Even when it is fenced and closed off.
So I did just that. Later, came the harder part. I got lost in woods.
As I like to say, I love the smell of dry leaves mostly because it means they do not smell like wet leaves. Especially if there is an abundance of those. I could easily cover myself in them, and at some point, after tripping, I actually did. But that was at the more dry area. Remember one thing - swamps are a thing in this area. Flat terrain allows the swamp to build up. However, if you go up or down the hill, you should be fine, because all the liquid mud will have to eventually run down the hill.
I know my way around wilderness. I knew I was headed to north-east, and that the sea was north. I knew Nimis was located at the beach. Solution? Go north, reach the beach and walk alongside it in eastern direction. Just walk around 150 metres down to reach the sea level. What I did not account for, were the cliffs.
It was a long time, since I saw Baltic Sea. It felt good to be close to it once more. But there was no way I could go down the cliffs. It was time to climb back and look for the trail.
After being lost for an hour, almost felling down the cliff and being close to sunking in the swamps, I found the trail. And not only that - it was marked in combination I love while hiking. That would be: trail mark painted on the stone, moss on the stone and roots around the stone. So far I only saw them separately. This was the first time I got to see all my favorite moments of hiking in one place.
It is easy to miss where the blue trail should combine with the yellow one that leads to Nimis. I had to turn around once, but finally made it.
That's not so bad, you might think. Truth be told, until today, so a week later, I still have bruises on my thigh after one very unfortunate slip.
Finally. Entrance to Nimis.
Since I am a lazy bastard, you can read a bit more about the place if you click just here. What you will not find on wiki page, is that the author, after fighting with the officials over the rights to keep Nimis (the wooden one) and Arx (the stone one) from being destroyed, at some point he just nailed some pages with words written on it.
And claimed that the whole place is a book. And there is no law that forbids you from leaving a piece of written art on the beach.
So there you have it. One of the biggest books you can find :).
After Nimis, I went back to catch the bus. You can imagine how tired, smelling and dirty I was, but it was the kind of tiredness, smelliness and dirtiness that feels just right. I got back the same way to Lund, to stay with my third host, Axel. And Axel was living in a dormitory. And I happened to encounter a students party. It was thrown to celebrate one guys success at signing a deal for publishing his solo record. And it was a good night. Even though I thought I will collapse, I never turn down a great opportunity to get to know more people. And get wasted with: rastamans, bohemian artists, French, Bosnians, woman getting pissed by mispronouncing "Thor" in English way, not the proper Swedish way, fellow travelers, people speaking Polish, half Swedish, half Japanese dudes, and future priest and their remarkable girlfriend.
Did I already mentioned that I should be born Scandinavian?
To Be Continued...
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