Bicycle Tour, Day 16: Mushrooms and thoughts

On yesterday's post, @tezmel threw me a comment:

Your escapades are making me a bit jealous! This is so cool that I think you don't have any idea how cool it is, lol.

"You don't have any idea how cool it is". Indeed, I'm bit afraid I might not realize it myself. After all, I'm quite fortunate to be able to do this.

But I've already reached a kind of a "status quo" and it's not as exciting as on the first day. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else - I still remember how bad I wanted my civil service to end and be a free man, which I am now.

But I am little afraid I'll realize how great this is only when it ends. How to realize that right now in the moment?

But I think what should be said, is that this isn't 'holiday' really and all this might seem more romantic than it perhaps is, because I have my own routines too; packing camp takes about an hour, then I cycle, then I have to make sure I eat at some point, then cycle more, and then I actually have to start thinking about the next camping spot already around afternoon, later if I don't plan/need to cook anything.

I've been using mushrooms near campsites whenever I've had the chance - free food, saves some money, but also takes time. Though today I did have the time since I found an ideal spot early around 3 pm - a lake which is close to the main road (the thumbnail picture is of the location).

^{There were a lot of woolly milkcaps there.}

^{Had to make two portions to use all the mushrooms.}

I had some problems lighting up fire to the stove, but managed to do it in the end. Like I said: it takes time, and I finished eating somewhere around 8pm. and got to writing this around 9. Luckily I had already set up my tarp so I didn't need to do that in the dark.

One weird thing I noticed today, was that there were particularly lots of bottles next to the road, and since they have a pawn on them here in Finland, I've been collecting them whenever I spotted them and wasn't going high-speed. I don't think I picked even half what what I saw, but I still got almost couple euros worth - that almost buys me a peanut butter jar (the cheap brand one though which I didn't find today, because there were only gas station markets there which are expensive)!

^{Out of context.}