SupervagabondS - Révérence
Quand : 29/06/2021
Durée : 70 jours
Durée : 70 jours
Distance globale :
751km
Dénivelées :
+6564m /
-6943m
Alti min/max : -79m/281m
Carnet publié par SupervagabondS
le 19 nov. 2021
modifié le 22 févr. 2022
modifié le 22 févr. 2022
Coup de coeur !
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Vue d'ensemble
Le topo : 9 Aout Nav 15 (mise à jour : 12 févr. 2022)
Distance section :
38.2km
Dénivelées section :
+228m /
-265m
Section Alti min/max : 0m/115m
Le compte-rendu : 9 Aout Nav 15 (mise à jour : 12 févr. 2022)
We have just crossed Savonlinna without making a single image. As we can see, the day is strikingly calm.
Navigating on such large and calm lakes encourages paddling with caution.
I know what you're hiding behind your mischievous smile.
Our desire to paddle takes us around an entire island to find the coolest bivouac.
We inspect them before choosing one, we are in the Linnansaari national park equipped with about twenty bivouac places.
And just in the area where we are there are three.
However, this requires 1h30 of navigation.
Comes the moment of sunset,
and tonight, it is dramatically beautiful.
This is also the cover of this notebook.
Installed due north, it is not our habit since we must constantly take into account the course of the sun to be able to recharge the batteries.
The bivouac beach is completely shaded all day long, but I don't care and I even relish not feeling a slave to this requirement anymore.
The main thing is to have chosen the bivouac that made us love it !
In 2017 we crossed the park from north to east via Oravi, this time it is from south to north, from Savonlinna to Varkaus.
Nordic pedagogy.
Motorboats are channeled throughout the national park and are prohibited in many places since this is the area where the famous freshwater seals live: ringed seals, national pride.
It is divinely calm.
Everyone spends the day on their own,
We accomplished the day before a navigation of 40 kilometers,
and after such a shared euphoria, it is the reality of stagnation that imposes itself on our consciences,
so everyone withdraws a little into themselves for a single day,
We meet, we scrutinize each other sometimes but we don't talk to each other, everyone knows what they have to manage and the atmosphere is not heavy between us, it's just our silent complicity.
We know that we will have to talk to each other in the evening around the meal to prepare for the next day's navigation.
These days are fasting on words,
but impossible to do the same with our ills.
What words could make us think it's time to die ?!
What evils could make us believe that it is time to live !?
Could it be the arachnid from the ceiling !