A few more photos too, this time with the odd comment here and there.
About 7km. down the canal from Sjötorp the next place, Lyrestad, is equally attractive and if anything even busier. Remember 'Pernille' - the fairy godmother of Glyngore in Denmark? This place has a male equivalent in the guise of a hi-vis jacketed elderly chap who visits the place three times a day to collect the 225SEK fee (not cheap these places at £18.50 per night). He is a mine of information about the locality and likes a good chat - which is great. In the process we learned that Lyrestad is pronounced 'Leeshterd' and if we wanted to cycle to a particularly pretty spot 'Hajstorp' about 7km further down the canal was a good place to visit.
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Again the sanitary facilities were accessed with a smart card (deposit 100SEK). When you leave you can get your deposit back at the 'Daisy Cafe' up the road - it's all very homely
In the evening we wandered a kilometre or two back up the tow path towards Sjötorp. After the last couple of days gloomy weather clear blue skies certainly lifted our spirits, chilly though, by evening barely into double figures with an 'edge' to the breeze. Both of us are from the Northeast of England, we know that sharp wind.
The light was stunning. I like the whitewashed Lutheran churches you see in the villages, though plain, they have a certain understated grace.
We took our hi-vis helper's advice and headed towards Hajstorp. Though the parking areas were full of motorhomes the canal-side path was quiet, few cyclists and no one whatsoever on the water. Perhaps it comes alive at the weekend.
Gill swapped Whatsapp messages with Sarah in Lisbon. 'It looks so English,' she observed. If you take a shot without the typical rust red Swedish wooden houses, then its true - it does look very like East Anglia - 1350 miles is a long way to drive only to realise you appear to have arrives in north Norfolk.
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