Thursday 21 August 2008, the morning after the Bavarian Beerhouse, we made our way to Stockholm, Sweden. Helena, of http://www.dothenorth.co.uk/ greeted us at the airport with a friendly smile and transported us to St Anna, about 200kms to the south. They had organized all of our gear and food and helped us load everything into our kayaks.

My new GPS gave me instant credibility and I was quickly elected Navigator despite having only just recently purchased it and barely acquainted myself with how it actually worked. Sitting in the front of Big Blue (one of four kayaks for our group of 8 people, the others being B1, B2, and Sir Steers-a-lot) I managed to, after a few wrong turns, get us going in the right direction. It seems that map reading, taking a compass bearing and open water archipelago navigation in general are skills that I don't use often and was a bit rusty to start off.

Ultimately we made our way out of the St Anna Bay and out into the great expanse of Swedish islands for 5 days, 4 nights of adventure. On the course of our trip we encountered the largest ant hill ever seen by man, the most dangerous island in the world that wasn't inhabited by wild animals but was slippery as hell and had all manner of insects especially the dreaded tick and one island that had none of those things but was perfect for everything else especially sunsets.
Having mastered navigation techniques, we set off to explore the archipelago passing by some stunningly rugged terrain with eagles and other sea birds soaring overhead. Even a day of rain didn't dampen our spirits, though it did make dinner preparation slightly unpleasant and even though the rain continued off and on through the night we had lots of firewood, marshmallows, wine and booze and keep the laughter flowing.
After the rain subsided the skies cleared and we saw two straight days of beautiful sunshine. As we had missed the last few days of the Olympics we decided to stage our own events. Well only one event really. We had have races out to a smaller island and back. According to the GPS one of the crews reached a top speed 7.8 mph! (Not mine though, we took the silver). The weather was also perfect for a bit of swimming and even though the water was cold and infested with jelly fish it was really refreshing after Olympic caliber paddling and, as it turns out, the jelly fish don't sting.

It was an amazing camping trip. The sense of adventure and freedom that came from exploring a new part of the world really made it unique and was the perfect way to start of my round the world voyage.
Photos: Image 1: DG. Image 2: Old St Photography Image 3 : Old St. Photography. Image 4: DG/Garmin.