Grayling, Ice Cream, and Sleep Deprivation.
Photographer and writer Jess McGlothlin finds the good life โ and a few mosquitoes โ under the Swedish Lapland summer sun.
The accented words pull me from my hazy doze in the back of the Volvo wagon. Lifting my head from its rest on a pile of duffle bags and rod tubes, I squint forward at Ted. Heโs fiddling with the music again, searching for a song on his phone that might help combat the exhaustion weโre all feeling. From the driverโs seat, Hรฅkan eyes an upcoming road sign advertising a petrol station.
Ice cream ahoy. Potentially with no bodies dropped.
Weโre winding through the dense woods of Swedish Lapland, where traffic is more likely to take the form of leisurely trotting reindeer than another vehicle. Over the past few hours weโve descended from boggy tundra into true taiga โ a swampy, coniferous forest that only seems to intensify the oppressive heat of a Swedish summer heat wave.
Temperatures have been nudging into the mid-90s every day and for Swedes Ted and Hรฅkan, itโs downright oppressive.
Hot? Or tired?
A solid angler and bold drone pilot, Ted sports a scruffy look that makes one think heโd be equally at home at a rock concert as he is in a fishing camp. Hรฅkan, a legend in the Nordic fly fishing community, is as delightfully Swedish as they come: cheerful, kind, and with a wicked sense of humour that tends to come out around 2am on the water.ย
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Both are quite keen on coffee and ice cream.
The heat is one factor; our collective lack of sleep might be another reason for the hankering for cold, frosty treats.
Weโve spent the last week fishing at Tjuonajokk, a tundra fishing camp run by the Fish Your Dream team that proved to be home to hands-down the best grayling fishing Iโd ever experienced. Stupidly good. The Kaitum River flows right by camp; itโs the sort of fishery where one can go forth into battle against the mosquitoes to log a few casts, quite likely bringing to hand a grayling topping 50cm before the camp stove coffee even has time to boil.
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