|Looking back at Sweden|
At 9 AM I am on the road. I ride back roads that wind and are longer but I prefer them over the main highway traffic. I needed to ride on the main highway for a couple of miles and the traffic was close. I cross the frontier into Norway on back roads. Goodbye Swedish ticks and hello Norwegian ticks. I see great places to camp but push on. I realize I am broke until I get Norwegian money from an ATM.
After 75 miles my legs are done with climbing hills.
Love and kisses
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