trails, cameras & slow travel
Autumn above the tree line is a study in restraint — ochre, rust, and the first snow on the higher passes. I walked the northern section from Abisko with a single 35mm lens and too little film. Notes on packing light, hut logistics, and why I keep coming back in September.
A short defence of bad weather. Overcast light is soft and honest, and a plastic bag over the camera costs nothing. Some frames from a wet week on the west coast, and the scans that survived.
Ferries instead of flights, two islands instead of ten. What happens to a trip when you stop optimising it — and a few thoughts on keeping a paper journal alongside the camera.
This is a personal journal. I write occasionally about long walks, old cameras, and the discipline of travelling slowly. No schedule, no newsletter — just notes when there is something worth keeping.