Not far from the little cabin we were staying in, was the beautiful beach of Vejbystrand. A few minutes ride on our hire bikes and we were standing on a deserted sandy beach, with shallow pale green water. Skälderviken bay, part of the North Sea / Norwegian Sea should, in theory, be freezing cold, but the water was surprisingly warm (after the initial shock).
The boys were first there, racing down the wooden gang plank, stripping off their clothes as they went. Whoops and hollers as they entered the water. Only to find that the water was so shallow, that they had to wade far out to actually feel the water over their knees.
Masks at the ready for a bit of snorkling. The boys had really loved their summer of water activities. Wild swimming in Lake Garda and now here in Sweden.
I adored it. The feeling of numbness from the cold on the skin. Invigorating and encompassing. The silent muffled sound of the wind across the water. Not a soul on the beach. We felt like proper Swedes braving the water for our constitutional dip.
This moment of pure emotion, primal, exhilaration, as we swam in that cold green water. Just us four and the few sea birds that soared above us. This moment, I will never ever forget. It was the best part of our Swedish trip, and one I can’t wait to replicate again soon.
Soon Rufus was turning blue, and time to head back to the warmth of the little cabin. We took the large fluffy dressing gowns from the cabin to the beach (just as the Swedes do) – the boys loved being wrapped up in them to dry before getting dressed.
Memories of this day will stay with me forever. The colours of the coastline, the feeling of the water on my skin. The laughter and fun we all had.
Collaboration Note: We were invited to the Skåne region of Sweden by Visit Skåne to explore the area as a family. All flights, expenses and stay was paid for by Visit Skåne, in return for my honest review. All images, thoughts and opinions are my own. Thank you for supporting the posts that make this blog possible.