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When we drove home from the cabin, we had packed a backpack with coffee and rhuburb cupcakes, and instead of driving the usual way we took a detour. I had heard about a mountain where we could drive the car almost all the way to the top.
This is in grandpa Johhanes, my father´s father´s area. While we were on the top we could see directly down to a farmstead. I was sure it was Vikan, where grandpa Johhanes was born in 1900 and I posted the photo on facebook, proudly writing about my roots.
It didn´t take long before I got a comment: "No, this is not Vikan but a hamlet close by.
She was right of course. We started to chat on messenger and realized we are second cousins. Her 86 year old father still lives on the farm where grandpa Johannes was born, and now I hope that we can visit him the next time we go back to the area.
Then I also plan to hike this mountain, here seen from the top we hiked today.
Oh, so much to look forward to :-)
