The reindeers stay all night with
us. The have made small pits all around, they must have found something
that taste very good. It has been raining during the night, and in the
morning are the clouds far down on the mountain sides. Gradually do the
clouds dispurse, we can then see that there is snow on
Tjågńårisvárásj, i.e. well below 1200 meters.
Today I do not feel that bad, so it is time to leave. But to where? Our
planned route is too long, we decide to return to Staloluokta via the
north side of the lake Álájávrre. We walked there
in bad weather 1996, we hope the weather will be better today. Exactly
9.53 do we start.
We try to keep the same altitude, with the hill Nuortap
Rissávárre as the landmark. The slope is hilly, a bit wet
here and there, but overall is it a comfortable walk. The valley of
Alep Sarvesjåhkå, to the right of us, is embedded in rain.
A few raindrops reach us. As we approach the brook
Rissájåhkå, still hidden behind a hill, can we hear
a rumble. The origin show up when we can see the brook, a rather
impressive waterfall. After the fall do the brook widen, and one can
easily walk over to the other side. We walk up to where the fall start.
Here we can see into the valley Álggavágge, a haze
disturb the view. In our direction does it clear up. We follow the
brook upstream, walking on grassy meadows, to start with along the
brook and then the lake Lulep Rissájávrre. In front of us
is the fjäll Álátjåhkkå. We pass strange
small hills, about a meter high. We leave the lake, walking between
Rissávárre and a lake without name. The landscape change
character, to a strange landscape with many stones and rocks scattered
around. An almost visiblee and partly cairned track wind between the
stones. The weather is fantastic, the lunch at the lake without name
takes part in sunshine.
The stony landscape continue all the way to
Álájávrre. Álátjåhkkå is
naked, in the east are the snowpowdered peaks in Sarek. Far in the
west, is a glacier. It must be Ålmåijekna, at the border to
Norway. We choose not to walk at the lake, but further up on the slope
of Álátjåhkkå. It is stony and hilly. After a
while do we approach the lake, when I suddenly drop my rucksack. One of
the straps is gone! We search for it. My friend, who is more practical
than me, realise that all pieces are still there. It is just to mount
it again. At the lake is it easy to walk. At a brook, with a wide delta
at the lake, is a nice grassy meadow. My friend say his pulse is rapid,
and I do not feel recovered. This place is a perfect camp site. Though
it is early (15.30) do we decide to stay here for the night.
A short rest, a bath in the lake. This evening do I prepare the dinner.
The hills on the other side of the lake are smooth. Towards east is the
glacier Lánjekjiegńa. During our evening stroll do we find an
empty liquor bottle. Bring a whole bottle? The sun set, time to sleep.