Catching up: Jussarö.

So I’ve got really behind with my blog posting on this holiday – the last one was when we’d just arrived at Jussarö.

Jussarö  turned out to be a rather uncomfortable harbour, as the jetty wasn’t very sheltered from the west wind and the boats at the jetty were all twisting and turning, jerking on their mooring lines all night. The folk in the boat at the end of the jetty said it was like sleeping inside a washing machine; luckily Kittiwake was in the shelter of two much larger boats and we didn’t have it so bad.

But the following day we had a walk around Jussarö, and found it to be very interesting. There’s a nice walk through some very old forest, then an abandoned iron ore mine that gives that part of the island a very bleak feeling. There’s a very good bathing beach of black stones from the iron ore; the usual algae is absent there, as it can’t grow on the loose stones.