Lodjur

The plan was to have Elaine and I drive most of the way to Östersund, or at least divide the drive into thirds. After all, that was the point of our driving lessons. Shortly after leaving Furudal, Tom took a left onto the road we would follow most of the way to Östersund. He pulled over and it was Elaine's turn. She did a great job! Smooth, no surprises, the only exciting thing (traffic wise) was a couple of ditch clearing tractors that took up most of the left hand side of the road. Oh! and she got to pass another driver.

Then it was my turn, when we reached Kårbölle. I managed to get the car into gear (on the fourth try, but it was up a hill) and maneuvered through the left turn that was on the travel plan. Less than a quarter mile after that turn we saw what looked like a dog on the side of the road. It stepped up to the road, looked both ways, and loped across in front of us. Not to worry, I hit the brakes, not the lynx. Yep, we saw a lynx running across the road! So. Cool.

Does anyone know what lynxes eat? I'm guessing house cats, but there must be more on the menu than that.

I drove until about forty-five minutes outside of Östersund. We stopped for a much need grocery store and bathroom break. Tom took over driving and we managed to find the camp ground. It was very well labelled which was a good thing, since we didn't have a local map or directions!