There isn't really much to say about the way to Furudal. Once we made it out of the house, and took some pictures (yes, you'll see them later), we were on the road at about 10:30. We stopped for a a high class meal at the big grocery store in Bollnäs and arrived in picturesque Furudal right on time at 1:30.
I was sad to leave Sundsättersvägen in Njutånger; something tells me I'll be back. I'd like to visit sometime with no plans for a while. Just see what's in the newspaper and go where the wind blows. Swimming and fishing and staying up late. Vacation without a schedule. It sounds great!
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