Last Tuesday, in the framework of a trip to Denmark and Sweden, I visited Huvudskär, a group of almost 200 islets in the outer reaches of the Stockholm Archipelago.
Being a traditional enclave for fishermen, the main islet is sprinkled with tiny wooden cabins, nowadays constituting the second residence of a few families being somehow related to Huvudskär. During the ferry trip we were told the story of a pregnant woman that had gone sailing with her husband out in the Baltic Sea, how a big storm caught them by surprise, and how an unbeatable sun welcomed them to Huvudskär once they had escaped the squall.
Coincidentally this is exactly what I found during my visit to Huvudskär: a welcoming sun, only disturbed from time to time by faraway storms.
The visit to this group of islets in the outer boundaries of the Stockholm Archipelago has been one of the most inspiring experiences I have ever had. The feeling of being lost in a remote island in the middle of nowhere always appealed me so much.